A Heart Beet For You [Lumity] (The Owl House x Slime Rancher Crossover)

Amity drew a deep breath, the chilly morning air seeping into her lungs. Her eyes slowly opened, peering up at the ceiling above her. A wave of panic hit her in the gut and she quickly shot up into a sitting position, looking around the room. Memories from yesterday began flooding back to her.

Her and Luz ruined school uniforms hung over the chairs by the table - Right, she and Luz had tried a new Glyph and fell into a colorful place that probably wasn't on the boiling isles... Amity drew another deep breath, patting down the baggy purple shirt she wore, kicking her bare legs off the bed and standing up, wobbling on her feet. The witch fell back on the bed again, groaning loudly and pushing some of the loose hanging hair out of her face.

Amity peered out the window above the bed, the sun hung lazily in the sky. Amity groaned again, rubbing her eyes and glancing around the little house once more. It was probably around noon. Despite getting a decent amount of sleep for a change the witchling could feel the tiredness from overusing her magic yesterday aching in her bones - It felt like her mind was clouded by a thick fog. Today was really gonna be one of those days, huh?

After a few moments of thinking Amity decided today was not a day to curl up in bed and be a mud slug even if that's what her body and mind begged her to do. The witchling stood from the bed again, spotting something on the dinner table. Curiosity got the better of Amity and she strode over to the table.

The mysterious thing was actually a basket filled with those strange cube like fruits from yesterday, a note hastily scribbled was perched next to the basket, it read "Goodmorning sleepyhead! Help yourself" and it was signed by Luz. A tired smile crept onto Amity's face and she took one of the fruits, chomping down on it and savouring its sweet, almost strawberry and apple like taste.

Where was Luz though? Amity thought, eyeing the empty bed they had fallen asleep on together last night, limbs tangled up without a care in the world. The witchling almost choked on the Cuberry at the thought, her face and ears becoming impossibly hot and warm. Amity quickly ate the Cuberry and turned to the closet once again.

She disliked the thought of going through someone elses things but... Her uniform was ruined and of course she didn't bring any spare clothes - not expecting a field trip and much less on one to another world. Amity flung the closet doors open, now able to get a better look at everything in there with the sun shining into the house providing light.

T-Shirts, tanktops, scarves, jackets, pants, cargo shorts... The list went on and on Amity realised upon closer inspection. This closet had everything anyone could ever need and it almost seemed like the clothing supply was endless.

After some digging, a lot of sighs and groaning Amity had decided to settle for something... Simple and comfortable. Something her parents would never ever let Amity even look at and she'd be disowned if she ever spoke about wanting to wear this. The witchling slipped out of her purple baggy t-shirt and slipped on a black shirt that reminded her of the ones at home she used for casual wear...

A vest followed, fingerless gloves as well as cargo pants, the big pockets on the pants really puffing out by her thighs.

Amity peered down at her clothes, feeling a bit fidgety and anxious about her outfit. The different textures from the clothes rubbing against her skin felt... Weird. This was so unlike anyhing she'd ever worn before. Amity noticed a mirror hung on the inside of one of the closet doors - she must've not seen it last night because it was so dark. She decided to take a close look at herself in the mirror.

Amity tugged on the zipper attached to the vest she wore, feeling even more self conscious about her choice of clothes. Back at home her parents always picked out her clothes - they bought her clothes for her, even. She didn't have a say in it most of the time. The only thing they'd ever let her pick out 100% on her own was her pink gem necklace for her 10th birthday. It was a special treat, they had told her. A rare special treat because she'd had the best grades in her class the past 4 semesters.

Her hair was still down, she noticed. Oh god did this place even have good quality hairties?

Amity began digging through the closet again - stumbling upon a mysterious box which the label was missing on. The witchling hesitated slightly but slowly creaked the box open to find a whole stash of hairties - also in vastly different colors. She took her sweet time picking out the perfect one, it was a slightly dulled down pink color and reminded her of the one she had lost the previous day.

With a few sweeps of her hands Amity had brushed through her hair and put it up in her usual hairdo, feeling a bit better about herself. At least something was normal in this huge mess she was in... Which only happened because she was too much of an useless lesbian to say no to her crush wanting to show her something cool.

Amity clapped her hands against her cheeks, putting on that fake confident smile that looked like the real deal. The smile she had practiced over and over again.

"I should find Luz and make sure she doesn't get into trouble..." Amity mused, a genuine smile flashing on her face at the thought of Luz silliness. Like that one time she got kicked out of Grom for dressing up in her otter pyjamas. She'd been so cute back then. Amity drew a deep breath, heading for the front door.

She was ready to greet the new day.