Episode 10: Escape of the Palisman

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[Open on a playground in the middle of  Bonesborough. Several baby-track students are there. A sign at the front gate reads "THE SLAYGROUND funded by the Bonesborough department of parks & wreck". Cut to a sign above a bench that reads "ALL BLOODTHIRSTY MONSTERS MUST BE LEASHED." and are sitting on a bench under the sign.]

Luz: [visibly nervous] What if he gets hurt? What if the kids are mean to him? [gasps] My parental instincts are freaking out, man.

Y/N: Mine too! I mean this is the longest I kept an animal alive...

Eda: He's fine. Look at him.

[Cut to King trying to climb the slide.]

Luz: It does look like he's having fun.

King: [grunting]

Y/N: Aw. I wonder what cute little game he's playing.

King: Stand back, cretins. [grunting as he reaches the top] Yes! Yes! This is a throne worthy of a tyrant. Bow to me you snotty underlings. Bow!

Kids: [share a look] Okay.

[One does a handstand while the other does a backbend.]

King: Yes, appease your master.

Usurper: This isn't for standing, it's for sliding. You try. [shoves him]

King: Whoa, whoa! [screams, grunts] Eda! [runs to his friends, clings to Luz's leg] That monster took my throne.

Eda: You mean the baby?

King: No, the usurper. I want you to go over there and blow him up. Kaboom!

Usurper: [riding a spring rider] Kaboom!

Eda: [unscrews from staff] Yeah, I'm not using Owlbert to blow up a five‐year‐old.

Owlbert: [hoots]

Eda: He's got better things to do. Like this... [pets him]

Owlbert: [warbling]

Y/N: Aw, what a sweetie. How did you get him?

Eda: Get? I made Owlbert from the branch of an ancient tree.

Owlbert: [hops onto Eda's hand, hoots]

Eda: Oh, he's my palisman and we're bonded for life. [Owlbert hops to her shoulder, nuzzling her cheek] I'd annihilate anyone who'd hurt him.

King: Fine. Don't help. Revenge will taste all the sweeter if they fall by my hand alone. [laughs]

Usurper: [shoves King over] Tag, your it! [laughs and runs off]

Eda: Oh, man. Here we go. King's squeak of rage.

King: [stands] Nyeh! Nyeh! [squealing, pauses, continues squealing as he charges after his rival]

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