![]() If you are registered for a fingerprinting appointment during the month of October, you are to arrive at the Pistol Office at your scheduled date and time. What's that supposed to- Eda: Whoo-hoo! [Eda jumps, pulling herself and Luz onto her staff.Fingerprinting at the Sheriff’s Office has resumed. A human like you is much more valuable to me alive than dead. If I die here, my mom's gonna kill me! Eda: Ha! I won't let 'em hurt you. Luz: Wh-What? That's not cool! Eda: Oh, all right, all right, you win. Eda: Would you guys quit following me around? I haven't done squat. Luz: Whoa! Witch criminal! Guard #1: You are hereby ordered to come with me to the Conformatorium. I'm Eda the Owl Lady, the most powerful witch on the Boiling Isles! Luz: A witch? Eda: I am a respected, feared- Guard #1: Busted! Monster: Run! It's a guard! Guard #1: Eda the Owl Lady, you are wanted for misuse of magic and demonic misdemeanors. Middle-aged Woman: Oh, dear child, I'm not like you. Luz: That's kind of a weird thing for another human to say. Middle-aged Woman: Well, Luz, that was pretty clever. Monster #1: I'll pay 40 snails for the screaming box! Monster #2: I'll give you a hundred! Monster #3: Can I eat the tiny person inside? Middle-aged Woman: What did you say your name was? Luz: I'm Luz. Luz: Voilà ! Monster #1: Huh? Monster #2: What's that? Monster #3: The sound-it's so alluring. a potential customer? Middle-aged Woman: Can I offer you a human foot filled with holes? A bar of green human candy? Oh, oh! How about this black shadow box that reflects only sadness? Luz: That's not all it can do. Luz: I'm so sorry! I just wanted my book! If you're gonna eat my skin, just make it quick! Just do it now! Middle-aged Woman: Eat you? Why would I eat. Are you going to tell me this is all a fantastical dream? Fairy: Give me your skin! Luz: Where am I? Did I die? Am I in the bad place? Middle-aged Woman: You wish. Luz: Wah-ah! Luz: Oh, no, no, no, no! What's going on? Oh, hello, little fairy. Middle-aged Woman: You're not going anywhere. ![]() Luz: Excuse me, sorry, it's mine, thank you. Middle-aged Woman: Now let's see what we've got here. Where is it? Where is it? Luz: Tiny trash thief! Luz: Stop adorably hopping away, you-Huh? Whoa. Do you have any friends? Real ones, not imagined or drawn or reptilian? Camila: Summer camp is a chance to make some friends, but you have to try. Camila: Mija, your fantasy world is holding you back. I like editing anime clips to music and-and reading fantasy books with convoluted backstories. appreciate public radio, the time will fly by! Luz: But I don't like any of that stuff. You'll be so busy balancing checkbooks and learning to. Summer camp is only going to be for three months. No more weirdness! Luz: That doesn't count, right? Camila: Oh! Oh, my baby! Now, don't worry. Bleep, bloop, bleep! Camila: We all love that you express yourself, but if you can't learn to separate fantasy from reality, you may need to spend the summer here. Luz: You think that's an impressive trick? Take a look at this. Do you remember why you were in the principal's office the last three times? Luz: O happy dagger, give me death! Luz: Now for the final anatomically correct touch, spider breath. Camila: Mija, I love your creativity, but it's gotten out of hand. Camila: And what were you going to do with this? Luz: That was for the Act Three closer. Principal Hal: Your book report is why you're in here. ![]() Camila: The end of what? Luz: My book report. She glares up at a large purple snake.] Gildersnake: Foolish child! I could swallow you whole! Azura: Do not underestimate me, Gildersnake, for I am the Good Witch Azura, warrior of peace! Now eat this, sucka! Gildersnake: No! My only weakness: dying! Luz: And that's the end. #theowlhouse Open on a witch with green hair and a staff backflipping onto a cliff.
0 Comments
Leave a Reply. |