A/N: I had a few ideas I just couldn't squeeze into another chapter because I felt it didn't fit with the rest of that chapter. Wrong tone, or just felt like it was stapled on. These ideas were going to be left on the, uh, 'cutting room floor,' so to speak, but I figured I could refashion a few into short little stories to fit in between chapters. Consider this chapter 6.5, if you will. Kingdom Hearts fans will understand, I mean '2.8 final chapter prologue' is an actual game title in that series, this will be way less confusing.

Don't worry too much, since these chapters are shorter there won't be as long of a wait for the next chapter. Expect chapter 7 in a day or two. This is just some bonus content.

Amity landed safely on the ground, thankful for the dirt beneath her feet after such a shaky flight. While she wouldn't say she had a fear of heights, she did have a very healthy respect for them, and it was only her trust in Owlbert that allowed her to fly as high and fast as she had on her way here.

Here being a small house in a neighborhood within the bounds of Bonesborough. The place was small, looking like the ground floor took up about the same space as the Owl House, but obviously lacked the tower in the back. Instead, it looked relatively modern, at least for the Boiling Isles. Less a rustic cottage and more similar to the houses Amity would see in the suburbs back home, though still rustic and a bit fantastical. Off-white paint, pale blue roof, screen door to keep out the demonic insect. A few shrubs and bushes around the place, though unlike the ones on Earth which existed to look pretty, these ones had berries and the like.

The place was certainly cozy, but she expected nothing less from someone like Camila Noceda. It was hard to imagine that Eda had ever lived here before she'd found the Owl House, though. It seemed too… domestic for someone as eccentric as the Owl Lady.

Still, Amity had something she had to do. She'd pried the information about where Camila lived from Eda(well, she asked, and it was given freely, it was more that the timing wasn't exactly great. So much screeching), and now she was going to go through with her plan.

Tucking a book she brang with her under one arm, and gripping Owlbert's staff in the other hand, she marched for the door, raising a fist to gently knock. She bit her lip nervously, waiting for an answer, which she got almost immediately. Camila opened her door, looking down at Amity through her glasses with a look of confusion on her face. "Amity? What are you doing here? It's a little late, don't you think?"

Amity felt sheepish, and a little intimidated by the other woman, who she still didn't know too well. Camila was right, the sun was nearly set, sinking below the horizon. "I know, but I wanted to see Luz, if that's okay?"

Camila seemed conflicted, standing uneasily in the doorway, "Is Eda okay with you coming over?"

Amity nodded, "She got stuck watching the Bat Queen's babies for the night. I couldn't stand all the crying, so I was getting out of there anyway."

Camila winced in sympathy, "Better prepare to stay the night, then, you may not get any rest if her babies end up staying overnight."

With that, Camila stepped aside, allowing Amity into her humble home. "Luz's room is the first room on the right up the stairs. If you get hungry, let me know, I have plenty of leftovers from dinner."

"Thank you, Mrs. Noceda." Amity said politely, though she was already moving on autopilot, following the directions she'd been given until she was outside of Luz's bedroom door. Her hand clasped the handle, ready to turn it, but she paused and knocked first instead. It was different when it was the room they shared at the Owl House, Luz deserved her privacy when she was at her Mama's home.

There wasn't an answer at first, making Amity worry. It had been a few days since Luz's transformation, and the poor witch hadn't been at her best in the time she'd been at Eda's afterwards. Her entire body had been sore from the curse overtaking her, and that wasn't even touching on what it did to her mentally. Just when Amity was ready to announce herself again though, Luz's muffled voice answered, inviting her in.

"Luz? It's me." Amity spoke softly as she peeked into the room. It was dark, the lights off, only illuminated by the last rays of the sun that were now almost gone entirely as twilight set in. As far as decorations went, it was similar enough to Luz's room at the Owl house, sparsely furnished, but what was there showed Luz's character. A desk pushed against the wall, covered in art supplies. A few amateur taxidermy projects on the windowsill. A shelf full of Azura books. A rug in the center of the room that was covered in paint stains. And of course a bed that Luz herself was laying in, bundled up in her blankets like a cocoon.

"Amity?" Luz asked blankly, then sat up, unraveling herself from her covers. "What are you doing here?"

Amity stepped into the room, hand fumbling for the light switch so she could see better. Once the room was illuminated she got a better look at the witch, and felt a wave of sympathy for the poor girl.

Luz looked haggard. Tired, dark bags under her eyes like she hadn't slept in days. Her hair was frazzled, and her golden eyes had lost their luster. She looked ill, and if Amity hadn't been there in the days after the Knee, she wouldn't have been surprised if Luz was. It had been a cold night, and she'd been in nothing but her pajamas for a short chunk of it.

But Amity knew better. This wasn't a cold, or the flu. Luz was unwell, but illness isn't what plagued her. Her curse did. The transformation had taken a toll on the girl, and she hadn't yet recovered from the physical and mental toll.

"I came to see you." Amity spoke honestly, because that was the entire point of her visit in the end.

Luz's cheeks burned red, something she was quick to hide with her blankets. "You didn't need to do that. I don't want to bother you."

"You're not, Luz. I came to see you, you didn't ask for me to come by. And even if you did, it wouldn't bother me." Amity shushed her, sitting down on the edge of Luz's bed, setting her book beside her. "Now, tell me the truth, how are you doing?"

Luz seemed reluctant to speak about her condition, avoiding Amity's gaze. The human girl reached out, placing her hand over Luz's, "Hey, it's okay. If you don't want to talk about it, you don't have to. We can just relax. Or I can leave if you want to be left alone?"

Luz shook her head, "Y-you can stay. I'd like the company. But I really don't want to talk about what happened, please?"

Amity slowly nodded her head, "That's fine Luz. As long as you're comfortable, I won't pry."

The sun was down completely now, and so amity moved on to the next part of her plan. "I need to use the restroom, I'll be right back, okay?"

The witch gave Amity directions to the restroom, though in reality Amity had no use for them. Instead she stepped out into the hallways, book clamped tightly in her grip as she made her way to a window that overlooked the yard and peeked outside. It was just about time…

Amity had heard rumors about the Wailing Star while at the Library. The Head Librarian, Malphas, had mentioned the Bonesborough Public Library would be closing early today because of the Wailing Star, and that for the safety of the books and the public the place needed to be locked down. The glow of the Wailing Star apparently brought books to life, though Amity had a hard time coming to terms with that. How could it bring an entire book to life when they were such complex things?

Still, she wanted her chance to see it in person, and wanted a chance to make Luz feel better. So as the glow of the star appeared in the window, Amity opened the book she brang and set it on the floor in the light, hoping the magic would work as she wanted it.

Stepping back, Amity watched and waited, and before her eyes a figure began to appear. Like a ghost she took form, incorporeal, then amazingly solid, if completely otherworldly. In front of Amity was none other than the Good Witch Azura in the flesh.

She was tall, dark skinned and beautiful, green hair flowing past her shoulders. Her white robes hung off her body, and in her hands was her mystical staff that she'd used in all of her adventures. Atop her head was her pointed witches cap, a golden tiara wrapped around it's border. She shimmered in such a way that Amity almost had a hard time comprehending her, for she wasn't quite real in the way a person should be. Instead, she appeared like a three dimensional, living, breathing illustration, right from the cover of her books. She had pencil lines, and appeared almost cel-shaded, and yet she was clearly very much alive.

The Good Witch took in her surroundings, curious and kind eyes glancing around the hallway in which she'd been summoned. Seeing Amity there she spoke, her voice gentle, "Where pray tell am I?"

Amity's mouth hung open, and she wasn't sure how to answer that question. Did Azura know she wasn't a real person? A living representation of a character from a book? Or did she think she was actually Azura, torn from her adventure and placed in a strange new world? Was she the real Azura torn from her adventures in the book?

"Um, you're in the Noceda household," Amity answered lamely, feeling a mixture between starstruck and stupid.

Yet Azura just continued to smile down at her, patience emanating from every pore, "And where would that be?"

"The Boiling Isles. In the Demon Realm."

A spark lit in the Good Witch's eyes, "The Demon Realm? That sounds like a fascinating place. One of adventure, and danger. Have you brought me here to battle by your side against a horde of evil demons? Or perhaps to find some ancient ruins to locate an ancient treasure?"

Right, Azura was an adventure novel, and as kind and understanding as Azura was written to be, she was still a hotheaded young woman who chased after treasure and the call to action. "Actually, I brought you here to help my friend-"

Azura took a stance, slamming her staff into the floor, "So what are we waiting for! Let us go rescue your friend, you can tell me everything on the way!"

She brushed past Amity, only stopping when the human girl reached out and grabbed a fistful of her robes, "Actually, my friend, her name is Luz, you see, she was cursed-"

"-and you need to find a cure!" Azura put together, not entirely wrong, but that wasn't why Amity had used the Wailing Star to summon her.

"I really don't think we have the time for that," Amity said, knowing their time was extremely limited. "You'll only be in this world for a short period of time."

Azura frowned, stroking her chin thoughtfully, "Then what would you have me do?"

Amity kicked her foot anxiously, "Do you think you could… help keep her company? Just for a bit? She's your biggest fan, and seeing you would make her day. Night. Whatever. The point is, Luz is at an all time low, and I'd do just about anything to make her happy again. Can you help me with that?"

Amity felt ridiculous. She was asking a fiction character, who had done such great things, to visit a stranger. For a moment, she expected Azura to laugh in her face, but instead the woman bent down so she was eye level with Amity, and put her hands on the human girl's shoulders, "of course I will. I couldn't call myself a Good Witch if I didn't."

Amity's shoulders sagged with relief, "Thank you," she breathed out. Azura offered her a hand, and the two walked together back to Luz's room, Amity peeking inside. "Luz? I have a surprise for you."

Amity would cherish the look on Luz's face for the rest of her life.

It was late into the night when Camila came to check on her daughter and Amity. Creeping down the hall, trying not to make a sound in case they were asleep. She was grateful that Luz had such good friends like Amity to check on her, who didn't care about her curse. Luz was always so tight lipped about it, never telling Willow or Augustus about her ailment even after all these years of knowing them.

Camila understood why. Luz was afraid they'd leave her if she did. But that didn't make Camila any happier that her daughter insisted on keeping what she went through to herself. Hopefully having Amity to confide in would help Luz reach out more, and realize she wasn't a burden on her friends for needing help sometimes.

Camila squeezed the door knob to Luz's room, slowly turning the handle and silently cursing as the door's hinges squeaked as she opened the door. Peering inside, the room was dark, illuminated only by the light of a few orbs that floated near and above her daughter's bed.

A voice greeted Camila, one she was startled by because she didn't recognize it. Under the light of the orbs, sitting on her daughter's bed, was a woman. Young and beautiful, with a book held in her hands that she read aloud from in a soothing tone. Resting their heads on the woman's lap were Luz and Amity, sound asleep, the reading woman brushing her fingers through Luz's brown locks of hair.

Before Camila could confront the figure, blast her with a spell, the woman set aside the book and locked eyes with Camila. They each held their gaze, frozen, until the strange woman held up a single finger to her lips and let out a quiet, "shhhh."

Then to Camila's amazement she began to vanish. Like a phantom her body went opaque, translucent, then in a blink of an eye she was gone. The girls lay unharmed in their bed, unperturbed by the lack of lap to use as a pillow. Under the glow of the light orbs the book's cover was illuminated, showing the very woman Camila had seen on it's front.

The witch let out a sigh of relief. The Wailing Star. Of course. She'd forgotten what night it was, and had panicked for nothing. Or, almost nothing. The Wailing Star could be dangerous, as Camila would know from her own teenage years.

Still, seeing the content look on Luz's face, the faint smile on her lips, Camila was once again happy to know Amity was her daughter's friend. It had been too long since She'd seen her daughter this happy, even if it was only in her sleep.

A/N: Azura reading bedtime stories to two traumatized teens. That's why she's called The Good Witch. Sorry I didn't expand on Luz's meeting with Azura, but in the interest of keeping this a short interlude, and because I didn't actually settle down and plan to make that scene anyway due to this idea originally being cut before I could get that far, we skimmed over it.

So, as you can see, this didn't really fit into the last chapter, nor will it fit in the next one either, and unfortunately I was running out of time before it needed to be added, since this is a fixed event. Those have to come in order, and I still have other things to explore before Grom happens. But it's still a great moment, and I didn't want to relegate it to a oneshot that was connected to this story when I could just add it as a smaller chapter.

Also, this fic needed more Lumity moments to help build their later relationship on.

Last time I promised supplementary material for a fanfic I wrote was when I was writing "The Days Ahead" for the Amphibia fandom. Those oneshots are still unwritten and unposted to this day, half a year later. It's better I keep it attached to the main fic, so I have some incentive to actually write it.