the owl house, lumity X Fem Oc/reader

something ventured, someone framed

Gus pov:
I walked by the desk that holds the most precious human items. On said table, nail clipper, whoopie cushion, food bowl, weapon?, pay-per-clorp.

(Aka, a cheese grater, a bag of chips closed with a flip phone, an upside down umbrella hat filled with leaves, a Rubik's Cube and a paper clip labelled)

I grab the pay per clop, and lift it up to show the members, "Behold. The wonders of the human realm, This little fella's one of their most valued objects. It aids in the compiling of printed wisdom, the scratching of gunk from under your nails, and my favorite... It even mimics the sounds of the human ocean"

I grab the top of the pay per clip and flick it back.

"Aah! The human realm. So beautiful." I walk over to the chalkboard, "It's safe to say that the pay‐per‐clorp is a stunning testament to human ingenuity. Any questions?"

I turn around to face the rest of the club.

Eileen, Bo, and the unicorn Bard track student are all falling asleep, while Mattholomule looks thoroughly bored. He raises his hand.

"Ah! Our newest member, Mattholomule!"

"Uh- Augustus, is this what the president of the Human Appreciation Society thinks passes as 'Human Artifacts?' "

I feel confused as I stare at the boy in front of me, "what?"

Mattholomule scoffs, "Because at my old school, we had real treasures"

He pushes the stuff Luna gave me aside and onto the ground as he dumps his bag on the table.

His bag empty a rock painted to look like a cell phone, an egg with a skull painted on it, and a shoe made out of mud, leaves, and twigs. They're labelled cellular phone, human skull, and sports footwear.

The other members of the club gasp and lean closer to them.

"So real"

"Wow!"

"I‐‐ I wanna touch them"

"Go ahead. In my club, we didn't have any dumb rules"

Gus I gasp, "Luna says that han stuff can be dangerous! Like that one egg thing that blew up her back yard when we went to her house"

I turn to his list of rules, "Shh. He didn't mean that" I say stroking the price of paper

I glare at everyone touching the objects, then take them away.

"Hey!"
"What?"
"*grunting noises*"

"Well, this isn't your club. Thankfully" I sate putting the things down

"Exactly, who thinks I should be president?"

"I do!" Elinee, a one eyed girl, says

"Mattholomule for prez" Bo, a witch, says after

"I'm an undecided voter. I wanna touch all the objects first" spec, a goat with unicorn horn and one eye, says

Eileen and Bo talk over each other as I picks up the phone.

I glare at it, "Lunas showed me a 'human phone' before, though it got destroyed and I've seen Luzs, these are fake"

I turn to them and growl at Mattholomule, "These are fakes"

Bo gasps, "What?"

"Yo- you can't prove that!" Mattholomule stampers, he inhales, "you're just trying to distract these human appreciators. You're afraid of getting kicked out of office. It's your word versus mine"