Two updates in one week?! What is this madness?!

I never planned to do these more filler-ish episodes, as Paris didn't really seem to fit into any of the three because I couldn't find a reason for her to be there.

But instead of just skipping over them completely, I decided to write something and give that to you instead.

Enjooy~

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When Hooty opened the door to let Gus in, Luz was honestly hoping for it to be someone else. Not that she didn't like Gus, don't get her wrong, he was one of her best friends, but she was wanting it to be Paris.

Ever since the Body Swap™ fiasco, Paris had disappeared without so much as a goodbye, and Luz hadn't seen her in days.

On one hand, Luz was beginning to regret asking about Calamatis, fearing it may have been the reason her human mentor ran away. On the other hand, she still had so many questions! Like, Calamatis is human?! Or, why does she Hat Paris?

But above all else, she was worried about Paris. She was the only person on the isles Luz could really talk to, in a way that she felt she was being understood.

Putting her thoughts aside, she turned her attention to Gus.

"Hey, Gus! What's up?"

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"Yes! Goooo, Hexside!" Luz cheered, waving pom-poms and doing the splits. An expression of uncomforted flashed across her face. "Welp! I never did that before." She winced. Looking around, she only saw Willow and Gus. "Uhh, where is everyone?"

Looking up just in time, Luz watched as the bus flew away, leaving her and her friends behind.

"Oh, no! Come back!" Luz yelled at the bus before stopping to talk to Willow and Gus. "Why didn't you guy's board the bus?"

"We weren't going to leave you behind," Willow answered, giving a smile.

"I was." Gus corrected.

"Gus!" Willow scolded.

"Hey! But I didn't! I wasn't going to ditch Luz without telling her." Gus defended himself. Luz drooped, remembering something. Her friends both noticed this.

"Is Paris still gone?" Willow asked. Luz nodded.

"Man, it's been like a week now! Where did she even go?" Gus pondered.

"She never told me..." luz looked away sadly.

"Hey, cheer up. She's the Spellslinger! Nothing's going to take her down!" Willow reminded, cheering Luz up.

"Yeah. Yeah! Paris is fine! And I just thought of a way to get us to the game quick!"

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Luz wandered through the book fair, King riding along in her hoodie.

"This book fair's got everything! A zine-making workshop, meet and greets, and- what's that? *gasp* writing competition!? I've always wanted to be a writer!"

"Writer? What? I thought you wanted to be a witch?" King asked.

"Of course I want to 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." Luz pulled out a picture of her younger self, showing her in a purple sweater with pink dolphins, and a smug look on her face. "I know my good angle," Luz said as she put the picture away.

"Man, Paris would love this place," King said, glancing back around the fair. "She's always got her nose in books."

Well, that put a dampener on the mood.

"Yeah, Paris..."

King took a look at Luz and rolled his eyes. "Oh come on! You've been sulking about Paris for the past one and a half weeks! She's fine! This isn't the first time she's done this."

"Really?" Luz asked hopefully.

"Yeah! Paris'll be back before you know it!"

"Well okay then. On another note, I'm gonna enter the competition!

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With Paris:

Paris lay slumped on a couch, any semblance of her regular clothing gone and replaced with ill-fitting pyjamas. Staring at the wooden, she allowed her mind to fog over and drift her thoughts into nothingness.

"You can't stick around here forever, Pif."

Paris sat up and looked at the voice's owner. It was a woman, most likely in their late 20s, who looked remarkably similar to Paris, but with a slimmer face, stockier body, and sides of head shaven.

"Yeah, but I want to do it right now though, Nof." Paris replied to her big sister.

"But you shouldn't"

"But I am."

"But you shouldn't"

"But I am."

"But you..." Nof stopped when Paris shot a glare that said 'Not in the mood' very clearly. "Heh, okay, okay. But really Pif, you can't keep running from these things. Sure, not everyone is going to be your insanely powerful family, but that's not a reason to stop letting people in. Some things are worth it, Pif."

"Ughhhhh, I hate it when you're right."

"Well you must hate pretty often then, since I'm always right." Nof chuckled, earning her a pillow to the face. Laughing it off, Nof tossed a bag to Pairs, who caught it. Inside was all her gear she had put in her room when arriving home.

"Thanks, Nof."

"Ahh, don't mention it. I'll the Nyf and the boys you said hi."

And with a wave goodbye, Paris headed out the door.

...

"Ah! I'm still in my pyjamas!"

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Properly dressed, Paris stared at the door to the Owl house (after smacking a sleep spell on Hooty, of course), contemplating what she should say.

'Oh, hey Luz, I ran away because I was scared that something would happen to you, or worse, you'd turn out like me.'

No, too blunt.

'Don't worry about it, it wasn't like I wanted to disappear forever and give up on all my hopes and dreams!'

No, too depressing.

Whatever thought Paris was going to have next disappeared as the door to the Owl house swung open to reveal a Luz wrapped in...

"Wait is that my coat?" Paris said, her brain not thinking before the words came out.

As soon as the words had left Paris' mouth, Luz's face lit up like Christmas lights.

"PARIS!" Luz screamed as she hug-tackled the ruby-haired teen.

"Lu- OOF!" Paris grunted as she was barrelled over by the Spanish girl.

"I'm so happy you're okay!" Luz said as she buried her face into Paris' chest and hugged her tighter.

Getting over her shock, Paris allowed herself to smile warmly. "Of course I'm okay, Luz. I just needed some time to clear my head is all."

"Aww, but so much happened whilst you were gone! Like, I'm gonna go to Hexside now, and, and, I met the bat queen again whilst trying to find Owlbert, and..."

Luz continued to rant for the next four minutes, but Paris barely heard a word, instead listening to her sister's voice echoing in her mind.

"...Some things are worth it, Pif."

Paris smiled.

'Yeah,' She thought, watching Luz's cheerful and endearing face, ' I guess they are...'

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