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My “The Owl House” Hot Take:

I don’t think the show is funny. The only and I mean the ONLY time that I laughed was during “Eclipse Lake” when Eda commented about a movie being 20 years old and seeing it in theaters.

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PLEASE DON’T UNALIVE ME OVER THIS 😂😳

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Chapter Five: The Tea Party

"Sit!", commanded Kimmie, gesturing to a pink plastic chair at the small plastic table in the middle of the room.

"I'm not a dog”, Randall retorted.

"Please?"

"Aw geez. Fine”, he let out a long sigh as he plopped himself down next to the other stuffed animals.

"Randall, please pass the tea”, said Kimmie.

Randall looked around for the pot. "Uh…", he said awkwardly.

"Nevermind, BZ will do it. Thank you, BZ”, she said as she reached over to the little plastic pot and poured some water into one of the cups. "Oh, how rude of us! Let us introduce you to the others”, she said, setting down the pot. She pointed to a stuffed cat. “This is Mr. Whiskers. Watch him, he's kind of clumsy!", she whispered the last part. She went down the row. "This is Scruffy the Dog, he's a good friend of BZ's, and Buttons the Bear”, she added, pointing to the worn looking brown bear sitting next to Randall.

"Um… hi”, Randall greeted awkwardly. He frowned. This stupid tea party was so awkward! To think that he, Randall Boggs, greatest Scarer that ever lived, was playing tea party with a little human girl!

"Randy, would you like some tea?", Kimmie's innocent voice broke through his thoughts.

"Not unless you try it first”, he said begrudgingly.

She crossed her arms and frowned at him. “Randy..."

He let out an impatient sigh. "Fine, sure, whatever gets me out of here quicker."

She was about to reach over and pour some water into his cup when she stopped. “Wait! What's the magic word?"

He rolled his eyes. "Seriously?!"

Kimmie shook her head and grinned. "Nope!"

Randall had to restrain himself from strangling 'Buttons the Bear'.

"Psst, it's please!", she whispered, turning to the empty chair that was supposed to be where BZ was. “BZ! Don't tell him!" she scolded.

He took a deep breath and calmed himself down. "Please”, he said through clenched teeth.

"That's it!", she applauded and poured him his 'tea'.

"Gee, thanks for the water, kid."

She frowned. "It's tea."

"Yeah, whatever”, he swallowed it down in one gulp and abruptly stood up. "Thanks for the wonderful party. Can I go?”

"No! You haven't even had dessert!"

Randall groaned and slumped down again.

"Here, Randy, have a some cake!"

He licked his lips. Real cake? His flicker of hope was snuffed out immediately as she produced a plate full of cookies. "What kind of cake is that?"

"The best kind! Double chocolate cookie cake!"

He shrugged. Could be worse.

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After another agonizing 10 minutes, the party finally ended.

"Bye, Buttons! See you, Mr. Whiskers! Au revoir, Scruffy!", Kimmie bid her 'guests' farewell as she returned them to the shelves. “How was it?", she beamed.

"Uh, great. Thanks, kid”, Randall started to leave but Kimmie stopped him.

"Wait! I have something for you”, she said and ran to her backpack.

He considered just leaving but before he could come to a decision, Kimmie tugged at his arm. “Here”, she said, offering up a cookie.

Randall took it curiously, realizing it was in the shape of a heart.

"I made it for you”, she smiled.

He felt the tug in his heart again and he felt himself smiling back at her.

When Kimmie turned and went back to cleaning up her room, Randall noticed Marra hanging around the open doorway. "Psst, Randall, come here”, she whispered.

Randall glared at her. “Why?"

"I want to talk to you”, she said. Her face looked sincere, so Randall went over. “Follow me”, Marra led him to the door of her and Bree’s room.

"So, what is it?"

Marra leaned up against the wall. “I saw how you played with Kimmie today."

"And?”

"Well, that was very kind of you”, she said, looking down at her feet.

He grimaced at the word 'kind'. “Ok…what's your point?"

"I haven't seen her smile like that in ages. She's never had much luck at making friends, and well, I'm just glad you're here for her."

"I wouldn't say that I'm her 'friend' exactly”, he said slowly.

"Please, just be her friend. She needs friends."

"She has BZ."

"No, real friends."

Randall frowned. If Kimmie knew why he was really here, she wouldn't come within a mile of him. It was kind of ironic actually. He was a monster, inside and out. "I'm not her friend. I can't be. I'm just a monster and that's all I'll ever be”, and with that, he walked away.

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That night, Randall slept with Kimmie again, but this time, he couldn't sleep.

He looked out the window and gazed at the blanket of stars. He sighed softly and continued to stare thoughtfully at them. He had watched these stars from his flat in Monstropolis. The thought of it made him homesick.

He missed scaring children, he missed watching the numbers by his name rise, heck, he even missed Fungus a bit.

He was going soft.

He couldn't risk getting close to these children and especially not Kimmie. He knew, that if he did, it would make it even harder to say goodbye.

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Louie: “Wow, I figured if anyone would crack, it'd be Dewey.”

Huey: “I thought if any of us would be arrested, it’d be Louie.”

Was there a line said like this but with Huey?

I don’t remember.

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Dewey: Now, you listen to me, Violet Sabrewing! Do you really want to look back upon this day and say, “I did what I was told?"

Violet: I could live with that.

Dewey: Wrong! We are gonna pull off the challenge to end all challenges.

Violet: Which is what?

Dewey: Not sure yet! But I'm already at an 11, and I'm not dippin' back down to think about it!

Violet:

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Huey, rolling his eyes: Boy, am I glad I recruited Louie for my party planning committee. He’s such a help!

Louie, sitting up in his hammock: Brah, can you keep it down? I was in the middle of the best dream. It was about me napping while everyone else was doing my work for me.

Huey: That's happening in real life!

Louie: Really? Whoa, meta.

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When I say DuckTales (2017), what is the first episode, character, scene, etc. that comes to your mind?

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Now that I’ve become a mother to a beautiful baby boy, the scene where Della reunites with her sons makes me cry for a whole new reason.

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When it seems they're heading for the final curtain,

Good deduction never fails, that's for certain!

DuckTales, WOO-WOO!

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Webby: It's okay, Lena. We'll just add "playing video games" to the list of things that trigger your magic.

Lena: Everything triggers my stupid magic!

Violet: “Making lists”.

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Magica: All you had to do is pose as the pink one's friend, gain her trust, get invited to a series of sleepovers, forge a Vesuvian diamond dagger that can cut through anything, sneak into Scrooge's room while he sleeps to enact my grim revenge-

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Oh, uh…

Hi, Launchpad ☺️