At the old cabin, the New Hexsquad (Willow, Hunter, Gus, Amity, Masha, Vee, Skara, Cat, and King) was cleaning the small cobwebs that had come in.
"Seems like yesterday that we were planning the portal in this place." Hunter said.
"Think the stuff if still in the basement?" Gus asked.
"Only one way to find out." Hunter said, teleport rushing downstairs.
"Hey! Wait up!" Gus said, briskly following.
Skara just shook her head, seeing them acting like children.
"So, Amity, what was it like all those years ago while the rest of us were playing dolls or trying to survive the apocalypse?" Skara asked.
"Ugh... please don't remind me of the whole puppet thing." Cat said, moving her normal hand to touch her facial scars. "I still have nightmares of it."
"I can only imagine how terrible it was for so long." Amity said as she turned to Skara. "And it wasn't that bad here, a bit boring at times but the human world is very nice."
"Is it true the rain doesn't boil?" Cat asked
"Nope. It's cold and refreshing if you catch it in your mouth. It can even turn into ice if it's cold enough, it's called hail and it's dangerous." Amity said.
"As dangerous as a hook for a hand?" Cat asked, holding up her hook hand.
"More so. Also, there are a lot of people in the human world with limbs like yours, Cat. If you want, we could find you some to take home." Amity said.
"I'm more accustomed to this." Cat said, waving her hook around. "More fun to slice people open with."
"That MIGHT not be welcome here unless it's in self defense. And Luz said most people with hooks for hands have them dull and round to not hurt anyone." Willow explained.
"Then why have a hook for a hand if it's not sharp?" Cat asked, pointing at Amity.
"Just for a new climb. Not everything here is as dangerous as the Boiling Isles." Amity said, walking to Cat and pushing the hook ... maybe find something else."
Cat just sighed and took her hook off.
"I'd much rather have this than have to look at this." Cat said, holding up her stump, "But fine, if it means blending in."
"Don't worry, baby. We'll find one quick." Skara said as she kissed Cat's cheek.
Just then, the front door was opened and Luz came in.
"Uh... anyone know where Willow is?" Luz asked, still holding Tracey.
"I'm here and why are you carrying a plant cube?" Willow asked.
"Hehehehe, funny thing...this is actually Tracey." Luz said, gesturing to the cube.
"Yeah, hi." Tracey said, her mouth no visible. "Ms Goddess here thought this would be a good way to end our little fight."
"A fight you initiated." Luz said.
"You tested an untrained spell on me... and then sat on me like a chair!" Tracey shouted.
"... Lucky bitch." Amity mumbled.
"Keep it in your pants, Ms. Paste!" Tracey shouted, hearing Amity.
"ABOMINATION GOO IS NOT PASTE!" Amity shouted, feeling very defense of the subject.
"If it holds things together when it's dries, it's glue or-!" Tracey was kneed in the "stomach" by Luz! "OW!"
"Sorry, my grip slipped." Luz said with a grin, lying to stop a potential argument before she placed Tracey on a coffee table. "Willow, if you'd please fix her."
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The Forbidden Drink III: Titanic Problems
أدب الهواةLife goes on and you think things will get easier, especially when you're practically a god, but you're wrong. No matter how many problems you solve, more just find a way to come to light. Especially if they're BIG problems. I do not own Owl House. ...