The Crow House (OwlHouse x Dsmp AU)

Songbirds and Secrets

"Boys! Dinners ready!"

The mouth watering aroma of food wafts up the stairs as Willy tries to figure out how he'd possibly word this to his without sparking alarm in him. He didn't want to wrangle the beast again, especially after last time.

Feathers began to grow around his wrists, not good. He pulled his sleeves down further, just wanting to convince Phil he can control it. Anxiety builds inside him as he descends into the kitchen.

"Wil?" Phil says, immediately noticing the suspicious lumps going up with his sons arms before turning around to fish an elixir out of the cupboard. "Come here."

Willy obliges, knowing fighting this is gonna be futile.

"Now what's got you so worked up?" He asks. Thoughts of his newfound friends reentered his mind.

"Just new friends, they were talking about the syndicate, one figured out the secret." He explained as his head dropped, this could either be bad or- no it can only really go bad.

"Shit, not much we can do about that but have you and Techno subtly convince him otherwise" he ponders for a moment. "What did you say?"

"I agreed with what one of the others said, something about illusions." Willy answered. "You'll be happy to hear they thought CrowFather was cool though."

"Oh?" He chirps, confused at this.

"Yeah, they all said CrowFather seemed cool," he grins before continuing, "they also all agreed Bloodgod was a pretentious prick."

"Fuck you," the boy in question drawls from behind the duo. "By the way dad, Wil started that conversation talking about Songbird."

Phil was clearly annoyed with this. "Wil, they're gonna try put you in the conformatorium if you carry on!"

"Sorry dad, but if someone talks about Songbird I'm gonna talk to them." Willy attempts to defend himself.

He sighs, clearly irritated by this. "I'll go get Niki and Jack for the book club, maybe we can figure this out."

"Ok I'm gonna go out, I have a dinner date with a certain civilian." He grins.

"Don't do anything stupid!" He calls as Willy scrambles upstairs to get changed. Coming down, Phil casts the cloaking spell to finish the look.

"I never do anything stupid! Bye dad, bye Techno!" He shouts, before shutting the door behind him.

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Tommy was tired, it had been a long day of school, he had to stay behind to finish a project. It was already dark out for crying out loud, his dearest clementine has starving! She needed him home as soon as possible.

"Why hello there, remember me?" A familiarly stuck up voice called from behind him. Turning around he saw a similarly familiar black trenchcoat and plague-doctor mask. Songbird. Great.

"What do you want, my pet needs me." Tommy groans, of course this guy picks today for to call in his favour. He starts to go through the thoughts of what mess he'd get into.

Maybe he'd be asked to join their rebellion, though that seems unlikely, he's just a schoolboy. Maybe he'd be asked to find some powerful plant or creature for the man, he secretly hopes not, that's Tubbos thing and Tommy is more often than not freaked out by beasts. He could be asked for his services in recruitment, again, unlikely seeing as though he is a child in the eyes of the law. Then again, he's a lot of things by that logic.