Open the sun, panning down to show Luz, Eda, and King standing on a beach along with a shadow with a horribly painted face and y/n's clothes.
Eda: Well, Luz!
Eda elbows her
Eda: Did you ever in your life think you'd see something as breathtaking as this?
She gestures to the corpse of a trash slug that towers over them. It's surrounded by trash and muck. Flies audibly buzz around the corpse.
Luz shakes her head
Luz: I don't like this.
She plugs her nose.
Eda walks to the trash slug
Eda: Yes, it doesn't get much more inspiring than the trash slug. It makes a home, a life from what others have thrown by the wayside.
Eda pulls a rubber chicken from the trash slug's mouth
Eda: Until, blam, it gets blasted by a wave one day and croaks from all the salt. And then we get to sell the stuff it ate.
She pulls out a pickaxe.
Luz: Please don't make me.
King walks away
King: Aw, come on, Luz.
King unfurls a towel
King: It's not every day you get to go to the dump and pick apart a garbage carcass.
Eda: Ah, nuts to you both.
Eda swings the pick at the trash slug.
Luz: So, Eda...
Glass shatters.
Luz: What if we tried some new lessons for my apprenticeship? Like...
Something crashes.
Luz: Read ancient scrolls or mix together potions, or‐
Eda: Ugh. That sounds like a bunch of magic school stuff.
Luz: Wait. Is there a magic school here? Like, winding towers, cute uniforms, dark plots that threaten your life kind of magic school?
Eda: Mm‐hmm. What's worse, they force you to learn magic the "proper" way. But magic isn't proper. It's wild and unpredictable. And that's why it's so beautiful. I didn't finish school, and look at me! Who wouldn't envy where I am right now?
Flies are flying around the pile of trash Eda is currently standing in. Luz's expression falls.
Eda: Uh... Hey, here's a lesson.
Eda drops her pick
Eda: A great witch is resourceful,
She sticks Luz's hand in a puddle of trash slug bile
Eda: like this.
Eda drags Luz's hand back and forth before letting go. Luz continues digging until she pulls something out.
Luz: Oh, hey. Greasy slime ball.
Eda closes Luz's hands around the slime ball
Eda: Use your slime ball wisely, young witch.
She stands and heads back for the trash slug
Eda: Back at it! We'll hit the stink nodes first.
Luz: Actually, if it's okay,
Luz starts backing away
Luz: I think I'll head home and look at pictures of animals that are still... alive. Love you, King.
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The Owl House x Male Reader
FanfictionY/n Noceda was weird. His sister, Luz, was too. Then, their mom sent them to camp but they stumbled on the demon realm. Luz wanted to be a witch. Y/n? We just gotta see.
