A chance to start over (The Owl House x male reader)

👑Enchanting Grom Fright/ Close Friendships, Mixed Feelings💌

[Open on the Owl House living room. King is eating chips and watching videos on Luz's phone while she uses a magnifying glass to look at a flower with Y/N stting next to King.]

Luz: Come on! Work this time. [Replicates plant glyph, activates it, gasps when a flower successfully grows.] Yes! Check it out King, my glyph skills are blossoming!

King: You think that's impressive? Check this out! Two warriors battling to the death!

[On the phone, two cats meow. One prepares to pounce on the other but falls on its back. Luz looks at the open portal door.]

Luz: Ah. I see we're getting enough Wi-Fi through the portal for cat videos.

Y/N: He's been watching those videos for like an hour, is it really that entertaining?

King: Senseless violence. Yes, attack! Death is your god!

Luz: I regret teaching you about the Internet.

Y/N: Me too.

King: Hah! What possible regrets could come from the Internet? Oh! Did you know that the Earth is actually flat?

Luz: Yep, that's not right.

[Luz takes her phone back as it vibrates. She got a text from her mom reading, "How's camp today, cariño? <3, Mamá." Luz gulps. She starts typing "I", then deletes it. "I'm" and "It" are also typed and quickly deleted. She ends up sending a thumbs-up emoji.]

Luz: Good enough.

King: Ah, a severed hand! Perfect response.

[Luz flops down on the couch and puts a pillow on her face.]

Luz: [Muffled.] Ugh! What am I supposed to say? [Sits up; normal.] "Hey, Mom, not at camp actually! I'm in the demon realm learning to be a witch! Also, did you know demons and magic are real?" She. Will. End me.

King: Nah, she'd be freaked out by our world anyway. So actually, by keeping the truth from her, you're doing her a favor!

Luz: Hm. The demon on my shoulder makes a good point.

King: Always trust a shoulder demon!

Y/N: I'll think it twice before trusting a shoulder demon.

King: Fair enough.

[He takes the phone.]

Luz: Hey, Y/N?

Y/N: Yeah?

Luz: Do you mind if I ask you a question?

Y/N: No, go ahead.

Luz: If your mom asks you how the camp was, what do you answer?

Y/N: I'm just telling her that I'm fine, that she doesn't have to worry, etc, etc.

Luz: That's it? She doesn't ask you any other questions.

Y/N: Well no, she just ask me that and that's it.

Luz: You make it sound so simple.

Y/N: Is something bothering you?

Luz: It's just that... I really don't know what to tell my mom every time she asks me, what happens if I raise suspicions or she asks me a question and because I don't know what to answer she gets worried, or... or...

Y/N: Luz, calm down, you know King is right, by not telling our parents about... all this, we prevent them from worrying, take it easy, everything will be fine.

Luz: Well, I guess you're right.

Y/N: I always am.

Luz: Yes, ah ha, that's funny... hey, doesn't it bother you that I dragged you here, without even asking you?