The Owl House

Partake of my free snack samples.

Take them. I demand it as your ruler,

the King of Demons.

Why isn't anyone paying attention to me?

I'm their rightful overlord.

Intellectually and such.

Yeah.

Hey!

It reeks more of nerd than money today.

Guys!

You will not believe what's going on.

It's a bookfair!

Where books come to life.

Hello.

A fair without rides?

Who need rides when this can take you anywhere?

A, ew. B, I'm bored.

C, I feel like pickpocketing some dork while they browse.

No, wait.

Will you give it a chance?

I'll let you ride in my hoody.

Ooh!

This bookfair's got everything.

A zine-making workshop. Meet and greets.

And what's that...

A writing competition?

I've always wanted to be a writer.

Writer? What? I thought you wanted to be a witch?

Of course I wanna be a witch.

But where I'm from that's kinda... impossible.

So, my runner up dream was to be a writer.

I've had this "About the Author" picture

since I was seven years old.

I know my good angle.

I'm gonna enter the competition.

Ugh. What are these basement dwellers

doing out in natural sunlight?

Um, we're in line for John De Plume,

most famous writer on the Boiling Isles.

Famed author of the Realm Warrior Series.

I'm gonna have him read my story.

And marry me.

John, will you sign my child?

I'll sign anything.

Such power. Such command he holds over his minions.

I must have the same.

Luz the human, I too shall enter the competition.

Really? We could work together.

It'll be perfect.

We're best friends, so we'll make the best team.

Team! Yes!

My name goes first on the cover.

Boring, boring.

Boring.

Another wrinkle.

The curse is quickening.

You! Lackey.

Lilith.

Do you have the item we discussed?

Oh, yes. Right here.

This is excellent.

A map to the Bloom of Eternal Youth.

I think the emperor will be very pleased.

Ma'am shouldn't we be searching

for the owl lady to join the coven?

Remember that whole plan?

My sister's curse has left her frail.

She'll still be here when we get back.

This come first.

It's for the emperor after all.

Yeah! All hail the emperor!

Very good, Steve.

Shoulder pads for Steve.

Hey, bub, what'd you tell my prissy sister?

Oh, it's a map to the Bloom of Eternal Youth.

A rare flower that only grows once a millennia.

Like the name says, it gives eternal youth

to whomever holds it. Interesting.

So, Lilith wants to nab this power for the emperor, huh?

Well, won't she be surprised when I get there first

and get it for myself.

Ha! That'll show her who's frail.

Yes. Well, uh. We'll see, won't we?

Can't go without a map, of course.

Now, let's write down some ideas

that we wanna see in the story.

I can write anything?

Yeah, we're brainstorming.

Every idea is a good idea.

Mm-hmm, mm-hmm. Done.

Aw. Is that all you wanna see?

Hmm.

Romance.

Magic. Heartbreak with shimmer tears.

And the main character is, of course... Luzura.

I know it's kinda cliché but what's wrong with cliché?

And my main character's the king... Er...

The ruler of demons.

With this totally original, all-star cast,

victory will be ours.

Now, for the easy part.

Luzura's tears fell on the Frozen Prince

bringing him back to life.

Uh, it feels a little unrealistic.

I see what you're saying.

But in your version, Ruler just destroys everything.

I think a little romantic tension could help the scene.

Hey. There's more to life than shipping.

Don't you dare insult shipping in my presence.

Apprentice, living room.

I'll be back. We'll figure this out.

Okay, writing buddy?

My turn to write.

Hey.

What's up, boss lady?

I am popping out for a few days

to an undisclosed place to do undisclosed things.

You're in charge. Great.

No questions. Okay.

I said no questions.

Well, King, it's just you and me for a while.

Hey, Luz.

Great news.

What have you done?

I just made a few tiny edits and this baby is humming.

Luzura dies?

I know, right? What a twist.

King, I know you're trying to help

but I think you're crossing a line.

Yeah, into greatness. Don't you want us to win?

If this is how you wanna win,

then maybe you should submit the story on your own.

What?

Bah! What does she know?

What the heck, man? Learn to collaborate.

Hush, you!

I'll prove to both of you

my story is superior.

Hey, you scum!

Which one of you wants

to read my literary masterpiece?

Anyone brave enough?

Oof!

I'll read your story.

You wrote this?

Yep, that's me. Only me.

Let me get you a fruit punch.

Ooh. I love punching.

I'm Piniet of Piniet Publishing House.

And your name is King?

It's more of a rank than a name.

I loved your story.

So much better than the submissions

we got for the competition.

I want to buy it and publish it for everyone to read.

I'll make you as famous as John De Plume.

Ooh! P-choo! P-choo!

Ooh!

I've always wanted a people chair. I'm in.

This will be the first step in my reclamation of power.

Then all you have to do is sign here.

You're ominous. And I like it.

Get ready to be famous, Mr. King.

Ouch! Jeez!

It's the perfect blend of heart and heartlessness.

Like two authors mashed into one.

Spend money on my thing I wrote.

Spend money on my thing I wrote.

Whoo-hoo! Yeah!

Mr. King! Mr. King, I love your writing.

Please read my story?

Oh, my.

Oh, it's good to be minions. I mean fans.

King!

You're my inspiration.

Okay, from the Minitaur, I head due north.

And with luck, I'll get to the Bloom of Eternal Youth before Lilith.

Ah, who's frail now, emperor dorks?

Someone's following me.

Spicy toss!

Lily? Edalyn?

And of course you would be here just to be a nuisance.

Why don't you go home and rest?

Wouldn't want you breaking a hip.

Sorry, sister. I'm stronger than you think.

I'm here to save the Bloom of Eternal Youth from the likes of you.

I'm gonna get there before you.

No, you won't.

Hey, Luz.

Guess who won the writing competition

and became a blockbuster writer superstar?

You're right. It's me. Me!

Do you wanna touch my scarf?

A fan crochet it out of their own hair.

It smells so bad.

My publisher is throwing a huge party for my book, Ruler's Reach.

And I, uh, I'd like for you to be there.

All right, fine. Be that way, I guess.

Girl, you don't need him.

But I don't want to be mad at him either.