By 3 am the next morning, Hammerhead had finished the 2nd Owl House season. Even his eye bags had bags.

He couldn't wait for the 3rd season! There was too much to discuss, too much to do.

He was scrolling through twitter about TOH, he came across something new.

Cosplaying.

So he could just pretend to be anyone he wanted?

It was incredible. He had to start right away! His dollars also went towards just a couple little merch purchases. Just a couple.

In the span of a few days, he had posters, mugs,keychains, t-shirts,towels, pants, notebooks, and pencils of TOH.

They were plastered all over his room, and he himself was plastered with merch. (He even found a phone pouch to hang on your belt with Raines face on it.)

He was as snug as a bug in a rug. Drinking coffee in his "30 and Flirty" mug, and wearing his Steve shirt. He browsed the internet some more to see what crazy new thing he could find next. And boy was he not disappointed! There was a cartoon con taking place in NYC in just one week! Hammerhead was ecstatic, he put together the best cosplay he could, and waited through an excruciating long seven days.

People were buzzing all over the place, waiting for the doors to open, and the con to begin. Though it felt like a party with all these people. Everywhere you turned, there were people dressed up as Jake, , Sprig, Darcy, Eda, etc,and people promoting their fan made art.

When the doors officially opened, and the sea of people flooded the quickly packed building.

Hammerhead took a deep breath, and stepped into the con with his brown leather boots, silky wipe cape, and golden armor. Sidekick in hand, with buttons for eyes that threatened to come out at any second.

He was Hammerhead no more, for a couple hours at least, he was Hunter.

Why Hunter you ask? Isn't it quite obvious? (He is best girl), but seriously, Hammerhead related to him in a way that made him reflect on himself. Like Hunter, Hammerhead had been forced into his job by the history of his ancestors, he's discovered a new world. A better world, one that makes him more happy than all the money in the world could. (And there was a cute bird)

Hammerhead wanted to wear the original Golden Guard uniform, but he wanted to include Flapjack and not some fake machine.

"Alright Flapjack, here we go."

Stand to stand, panel to panel, he smiled wider than he knew he could. He let go of his tough mob boss persona, and broke free of the judging eyes that always watched him.

When the con was nearly over for the day, Hammerhead had come across so many different cartoons he felt like his brain might implode.

"Wow Flapjack, that was amazing, but we better get going before anyone we know sees us." He stepped outside the building into the fresh air.

That's when his back went stiff for the first time since a couple hours ago.

Shark Teeth and Death Nail. His goons.

"What're they doing here?!" Hammerhead muttered to himself.

He quickly hid behind a pole, and peeked out at them.

"Oh holy crap darn dang it! I was supposed to meet Randy Macklin to get the diamond!How could I forget." He squeezed Flapjack nervously.

"No, I have to get myself together!" He slapped himself to get his tough guy attitude back.

He watched Shark Teeth and Death Nail exchange something with Macklin.

"They must be getting it without me, those darned fools."

Hammerhead wasted no time to get on a subway, and rush to his room to change before his goons got back. He didn't have anything under his Hunter cosplay.

Hearrived at his building, however some other goons were still there. He sneaked in through the back, and prayed to God no one would catch him.

He was tiptoeing past the front door right when it creaked straight open.

And standing there was Shark Teeth and Death Nail.

*cue ominous music*

To be continued….