Looking for a home

The Engineer

Since Amity's poisoning, Luz has taken her safety more seriously than ever. She improved Eda's list by adding examples of meals that could potentially harm her girlfriend. Except for the traumatizing experience from the other night, Clawthorne still had her adjustment to the Demon Realm food in mind so she was more than sympathetic.

Anxious about meeting Tommy and his so-called friends, they have once again focused on their tasks around the house. Amity was not noticing the passage of time too focused on the restoration of Noceda's motorcycle and while Luz was happy to give her space, she also focused on working on her anxiety, finally sorting out her mother's bedroom.

Luz was on her way to the garage with a surprise for Amity when she realized that the workshop was erupting with loud music that she recognized. The human carefully walked in, hoping to not startle her girlfriend. The witch was sitting on a low, wooden stool by the side of the two-wheeled, black vehicle.

Amity was tightening a bolt of the engine with her mittens-covered hands while she rocked her upper body to the rhythm of the rock music. Her ears were twitching at the changes in the melody line and concentration.

Luz smiled at the lavender-haired engineer who was dressed in grey overalls with the upper part tied around her hips. The grease-covered, white boxer shirt complimented the heavy, black, safety boots rhythmically stomping along with the bass of the percussion.

"Didn't take you for a Metallica fan," Luz said with a chuckle, making Amity scream in surprise, dropping the ratchet with a loud clang.

"FUCK!" Amity exclaimed, placing a hand on her chest while she took off her father's goggles with the other one, placing them on her forehead, "Don't scare me like that..." She added with a gulp, facing the brunette, and with a small spell circle, she turned off the radio. Luz's smile faded.

"Oh, I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to scare you," The human said, walking over to her girlfriend, kneeling in front of the witch, and crushing her smaller body in a tight hug.

"Ugh, Luz! You'll get grease on your clothes," She purred in a hug but did not let go of the warmth that Clawthorne provided.

"I can always change, don't complain."

"I'm not saying anything," The witch purred louder, closing her eyes, slanting her ears, and relaxing.

"So Metallica, huh?" Luz asked after a longer silence. Amity giggled, pulled away, and smiled sheepishly, Clawthorne sat on the floor cross-legged, watching the witch blushing delicately.

"Yeah... It's helping me concentrate. I found those cassettes in the cabinet over there. Cassettes, do I pronounce it correctly?" The lavender-haired woman pointed toward the wall obscured by the car.

"Cassettes?!" Luz exclaimed, shocking the witch who immediately shrank in fear.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know..."

"No, no, no, you didn't do anything wrong," Luz said with a warm smile and took hold of the pale hands, "It's just that cassettes are, like, ancient. Also, you pronounce it perfectly. But people stopped using them, I don't know, twenty years ago!" She explained and was surprised by Amity's smug smile.

"And exactly how old are you?" Luz blinked, shocked by the question.

"Oh, okay. I got your point," She laughed, "So you have my father's music taste. And you fixed his bike..."

"Well, apparently there wasn't much to fix. It took me longer to understand how everything works. Then I just needed to replace the filters, gaskets, lube everything..." She paused when she noticed Luz's expression, "It's really not that complicated, compared to my father's Abomatons," Amity said, dismissing herself, smiling for the first time in years when she thought about her father, "What?" She asked blushing heavily when she noticed the brunette's enamored gaze.