"Molten?" A soft voice shook them out of their slumber. "Molten?" The voice sings. "If you don't get up, Scrap's gonna eat all the food."

Molten shot awake, almost hitting Lefty in the head.

They were back in the pizzaria, wrapped up in their pink fuzzy blanket. Their favorite!

Memories of the battle flashed through their head. Mars, Venus, and Jupiter dying, the face off with Nightmare, and their combined attacks. Sailor Planet Attack.

"You're ok!" Molten screamed with joy, enveloping Lefty in a hug.

"Because you saved us, you big teddy bear." Lefty giggled. "Come on, Sammy and Scrap are going to eat everything."

She scooped up their blanket, swaddling Molten in the soft fabric, carrying them off to the kitchen.

"And who do we got in the Owl House?" Sammy sang, throwing a plate of eggs at Scraptrap.

"Edalyn and Lily!" Scraptrap caught the plate, singing along.

"And whoooooose Edalyn?" Sammy sang, grabbing a spatula and singing into it like it was a microphone.

"Mama Eda the Owl Lady!" Scraptrap chorused.

"And whooooooose Lily?" Sammy made exaggerated finger guns.

"Cool aunt Lilith, bag girl historian!"

"Alright, you two, quit playing with the food." Lefty shook her head, taking the plate of eggs from Scraptrap.

"What are you doing here, Sammy?" Molten tilted their head.

"Hanging with your local 'bad girl historian'." Sammy slung his arm around Scrap.

"When you're as cool as me, you don't ever need to ask questions." Scrap made a finger gun.

"What they meant is why you're here in the pizzeria." Lefty commented. "So why are you here?"

"Dunno, I just woke up here." They shrugged. "I mean, I was stuck at my workplace for thirty years looking for a way out, but I'm here now."

"You and me both, Samalyn." Scrap held his hand out for a fistbump, which Sammy gladly reciprocated.

Strange how much they had hated each other in the beginning.

Lefty hummed, picking up a piece of the eggs and popping it in her mouth. "Glad to have you here." She looked around, lowering her voice. "So now what? What happens now?"

"We wait." Sammy answered. "Scraps said the princess is coming soon."

"She told me she was in the process." Scrap nodded. "Which means there's more villains to fight."

"But we'll win, in the end, right?" Molten looked up at Lefty.

Lefty smiled, patting their head. "Of course, buddy. The princess chose us for a reason."

"That she did." Scrap agreed.

"So now, we wait for her."