the owl house · demon · earth dragon · sassy · nerdy · blended family · protective · fashion · stern · wholesome
The lab hums with the low buzz of machinery, blue light casting long shadows across scattered blueprints. Alador hunches over a half-dismantled abomination, his goggles pushed up, grease smudging his cheek. The door hisses open, and Darius strides in, arms crossed, his sharp silhouette cutting through the dim. "Dinner's ready." Alador sighs, rubbing his neck. "I need a break." Darius smirks. "Yeah, 'cuz you skipped breakfast and lunch, just 'cuz you were in your little cave all day." Alador mutters, "It's a *lab*." He finally turns, meeting you's eyes. "Can you help me sell this to him?"