Alright pups! So sorry for missing my Monday upload but I had to take awhile to figure out where I wanted this story to go. Also get over whatever that shit was that happened on the 6th. I am Native American and bruh that guy wearing the buffalo fur. We do not claim him lmao. Btw, I have two ideas to write for these loveable idiots. Either saints row 3 kinda deal OR Project X. I will do both but need help deciding which to do first.


The duo were speeding their way to Blight Manor, the resident punk showing no respect for ANY safety on the road. Luz muttered a prayer in spanish, her hands grabbing the famous 'oh shit' handle when Amity sharply veered to the left to avoid. narrowly hitting a centaur.

"Querido señor, protégeme de mi loca novia!" Luz hollered. Both of her hands clutching the handle like her life depended on it.

Luz wouldn't be surprised if her life did depend on the flimsy plastic handle.

"Luz now is not the time to be reciting demon tongue 101." Amity rolled her eyes. Honestly, she knew Luz was a nerd but not while she was driving!

Luz deadpanned and stared at her maniac girlfriend. Momentarily forgetting how fast they we going. "And you wonder why Susie needs to be worked on."

"Hey, my baby is eating this up. She can't handle going slow for long periods of time. It makes her anxious." Running her fingertips lovely along the steering wheel the witch cooed. "Isn't that right my little abomination?"

Luz shook her head mumbling about 'car lovers thinking their cars are alive.'

The towering gates of Blight manor came into view, spikes looking a little too similar to teeth for the human's liking. Susie smoothly rolled up the driveway, handling the turns like a champ. Tires slowly rolled to a stop with a soft squeak.

"Do you want to come in? I doubt my parents are home at all." Amity stated with a shrug. "If they are then I can sneak you in anyway."

The human leaned back. What if her parents were home? That could mean unnecessary problems for her love. But then again, if something did happen, wouldn't Amity want her there for support? Besides, the Blight parents could be knocked down a peg. Nodding, Luz smiled. "Yeah I'll go in. I'll finally get to see your room Ams."

With that, the duo got out and slunk towards the house. It was comical in Amity's opinion seeing Luz's tall and lean frame try to be small. Rolling her eyes when Luz threw herself in the bushes only to reach her hands over the edge and pop her head out. Walking up to the door Amity waited for her dramatic girlfriend. Said girlfriend crawled out of the bushes and onto the steps. Slithering until she made it the punk's feet.

Amity couldn't help but let out a small laugh when Luz struggled to get up. The latina decided just to remain kneeling and looked up at her girlfriend.

"Amity Blight." She stated. Before digging in one of her pockets.

Amity quirked a brow slightly curious where this was going to go. "Yes?"

Digging through her pockets, Luz grabbed whatever her hand landed on. Determine to continue on with the joke. Once her fingers clasped around something, she thrust her hand out infront of her, not even bothering to see what was inside. "Will you marry me?"

Amity bent over to get a good look at what was in her girlfriend's hand. Luz blushed as she got a good look at what caused the whole accident in class. The latina blinked when Amity took the object out of her hand.

The punk stood straight and looked at the wad of lint in her hand, giggling. "Luz, baby. I love you but you're gonna have to do better than a handful of lint."

"It's premium human pocket lint excuse you." Luz laughed. Standing up to her full height she gently grasped her girlfriend's hand and placed a kiss on her knuckles.

Amity smiled. Reaching up to pull the dumb red beanie over Luz's face. "C'mon you big dork."

With one last amused snort they creeped their way into the house. Amity held a finger to her lips as a signal to be quiet. Luz copied the gesture before smirking. She tossed a pair of finger guns and waggled her eyebrows.

Shaking her head Amity jogged towards the kitchen leaving Luz to take in the giant portraits that hung in the walls. Silver frames hung on the walls. Brown eyes traced over the people inside them. She squinted when she noticed a young Amity sitting next to a young boy with three eyes and a familiar shade of pink hair. The boy looked familiar somehow but Luz couldn't quite put her finger on it.

The Latina was pulled from her thoughts when Amity came strolling out of the kitchen, a piece of paper clutched between her index and middle finger. "Well, I was right. Parents are away on a business trip. We got the whole house to ourselves."

With a flick of her wrist the paper erupted into bright magenta colored flames. Small flecks of ash falling to the lush carpet. Luz nodded, her gaze still locked onto the painting. "Who is that? He looks familiar."

Gold eyes flicked towards the painting. Chewing her bottom lip she replied. "Let's just say we were put together from a young age. We were planned to marry."

Amity turned to walk up the stairs without another word. Confused, Luz let the subject drop. With one last look at the painting Luz turned to follow her girlfriend.

The punk lead her down a long hallway before shoving a door open. Luz squinted at the large amount of pink and purple hues. A teasing smirk made its way onto her lips. "Aw does the big bad punk like pink?"

Amity's ears flapped in slight embarrassment as she passed her messy bed. She reached over, grabbed the first thing off her bed and threw it at her smirking girlfriend.

The object hit Luz square in the face. The girl letting out a soft 'oof' noise before ripping the object from her face. She let out a loud gasp before squeaking in delight. "Oh my god, is this what I think it is?"

In her hands was an Otabin plushie. Running a finger over the stitching the latina could tell this was done with extreme care. "Did you make this?"

Amity's cheeks felt hot. She didn't mean to throw her plushie. She just grabbed the first thing she could. "Boscha did. It was a gift from when we were kids. She has a talent with sewing."

Luz turned the plushie over in her hands. "How long have you guys been friends?"

"All of our lives, actually." Amity shrugged.

Luz hummed and placed the plushie on the bed. Going as far as to tuck it in. Amity watched on with a fond smile. Luz would be a great parent.

Clapping her hands together, Amity gestured towards her walk-in closet. "I'm going to get some clothes ready. You can do whatever. It'll just take a minute."

"I wanna see what kind of clothes you have." Luz excitedly walked past her sputtering girlfriend and into the massive closet. Her eyes widened when she caught sight of a pink dress. "Awww Amity! How come I never seen you wear this?"

Amity's ears folded flat against her skull. "Because I don't look good in it that's why! And it's too girly for my tastes."

"But it's so cute!" Luz rushed over and pressed the dress to the shorter girl's front. A wide smile stuck to her face.

"Ugh fine. I'll wear it." Amity relented. Her ears flicking aggressively. Snatching the dress from her girlfriend, the punk made her way to the bathroom to change.

Luz eagerly flipped through the closet. Her brown orbs landing on a favorite letterman jacket. Quickly yanking it off the hanger the Latina put it on.

When Amity came out of the bathroom, she didn't expect to see her very attractive girlfriend wearing her grudgby captain jacket. She slapped a hand over her nose to feel for any blood.

The jacket was snug, accenting every single detail of her girlfriend's form. From her shoulders, down a slender waist and stopping at the top of a pair of stylishly sagging pants. Clearing her throat, Amity announced her presence. The bright blush still on her cheeks, which she attempted to hide with the collar of Luz's jacket.

Luz spun around with a large smile on her face ready to show off the jacket but stopped. Her girlfriend stood a few feet front of her wearing the cute pink dress with frills. Her signature black choker and spiked bracelets. A raging blush spread across her face. "You uh look beautiful. Amazing even!"

Cringing at her own voice Luz attempted to look cool by leaning on the doorframe of the closet.

Amity cleared her throat. Her golden eyes shamelessly raking over her girlfriend from top to bottom. "You look-" She paused her admiring to ask. "Wait I never asked which terms you wanted me to use. Like beautiful or handsome."

Luz gasped in realization. "That's right! Can't believe we never talked about that." Her hands fiddled with the jacket cuffs. "I like feminine terms like 'beautiful' and 'pretty'."

Amity hummed in understanding. Crossing the last few feet to wrap Luz in a hug. "You look beautiful then."

Flustered, Luz returned the hug. Dipping her head down to place a loving kiss to Amity's lips. "I love you so much Amity."

"I love you too Luz." Amity mumbled returning the kiss. Pulling back she quirked a brow. "So now that you know about my embarrassing dress. It's your turn to tell me an embarrassing story of your own."

They started to slowly rock from side to side soaking up the atmosphere. With one last tip they spilled onto the bed. Giggling among themselves the girls got comfortable. The punk laying her head on the latina's chest.

"Okay so when I was 12 I heard the phrase 'beat your meat' and heard it was supposed to feel good. So when my mami left for work I went to the bathroom and punched myself in the dick as hard as I could." Luz giggled when she felt Amity hiss softly next to her. "I was curled up on the floor for a good hour."

Amity's eyed Luz with concern. Her hands rubbing small circles into her girlfriend's side. "Are you okay?"

The latina giggled softly. "Yeah I'm okay. It was years ago."

They laid there just enjoying laying together on the bed. Luz's eye lids started to droop before shooting open when her girlfriend swung a leg over to straddle her lap.

"I'm going to take a shower. You can join me if you want." Tossing the flustered latina a wink before getting off and sauntering towards the bathroom. Luz laid there for a moment longer trying to process what happened. Finally her two brain cells connected and she hurriedly got off the bed to waddle into the bathroom after her girlfriend.