"Alright, let's see what we've got." Eda said as she ruffled through the bag Owlbert had just brought back to her from the human realm. He stood back on top of the staff as the witch examined each of the precious items he had scrounged up.

Various objects such as dolls, fake jewelry, lighters, soaps, etc. had been collected by the owl. Many of these were bound to sell at her stand. Just as long as she didn't get caught by the guards again, she would be fine.

The day dragged on, barely anyone even showing up to her shop, let alone buying anything. There were slow days, so Eda wasn't entirely disappointed. There was always next weekend for her to make more money, anyway. By the time the sun was setting, she figured she'd call it a day and head back home before Hooty got himself into trouble somehow. She wrapped the leftover items in a towel and secured it on the edge of her staff before she abandoned her stand and made her way into the streets of Bonesborough.

As Eda strolled through the town (carefully), she took notice to how it was oddly vacant for this time of day. But she didn't think much of it. She thought that maybe everyone was just taking a lazy day, and maybe that was why she barely had any customers. She decided to take a shortcut home and turned into an alleyway, which was a good spot to be if she didn't want to be seen by anyone.

Not looking exactly where she was going, she tripped over a cardboard box and fell onto the concrete ground, dropping her staff, which caused all of the items to fall out of the towel. She groaned and rubbed her arm as she sat up, trying to compose herself and act like nothing happened.

And that's when she heard an amused gasp from the other side of the alleyway.

She raised a brow and looked over, seeing a small figure in the shadows. She couldn't tell exactly what it was, but she could assume it was a creature by its tail and it's yellow eyes that lit up in the darkness. Though, she wasn't given much time to ponder, as the figure immediately ran over in her direction.

"My crown!" It cried out as it ran out from the shadows, revealing itself. Eda tilted her head, examining the small, dark-furred creature with a fluffy tail and a skull of some sort over its head. "My beautiful crown! You've come back to me!"

Eda blinked when she saw the creature grab a fake crown that had fallen out of her sack. It stared at the item in awe, which further intrigued the owl lady. Perhaps she could sell it to the creature, if it was that interested.

"You like that, huh?" Eda asked, which made the creature jump in surprise, "One of my most precious and expensive items on the market."

The creature scowled her and hugged the crown as a way to protect it. "This isn't yours!" He scoffed, "This crown belongs to me, the king of demons!"

Now Eda was more confused than intrigued. "I'm sorry, you're the king of demons?" She asked, pointing at him. She didn't buy it for a second. This creature was far too small and helpless to be a demon, let alone the king. Even if it was true, what would he be doing in an alleyway in Bonesborough when he could be doing literally anything else? And why would he believe that this cheap branded crown was actually his?

"Well, yes. I know it doesn't seem believable, but I wasn't always this...tiny." He sighed, bowing his head. "My crown was stolen from me long ago, and ever since I've been the butt of everyone's joke and I have nowhere to go."

Eda narrowed her eyes, but nonetheless, she admittedly felt bad for the poor little guy. The way he spoke and appeared made it seem believable to her. Even if his story was false, he was still out here, alone in the darkness, thin and cold. Eda's first thought was to take the crown back and leave, but she knew she couldn't do it without feeling guilty in the end. She knew she had to help this creature.

"Well then, King," She said with a grin, taking the crown from his hands and placing it on his head, "This one's on the house."

The demon looked at her in surprise, mainly because he wasn't used to someone actually showing him attention, or even still calling him a king. He smiled and wagged his tail, "Thanks, stranger. You got a name?"

"Eda, the Owl Lady." She said proudly.

"Nice to meet you." He nodded.

"I'm sure it is." She raised a brow, "Say, how would you like a place to stay for a while? And in return, you help me run my business?" She offered.

The demon pondered it for a moment before nodding enthusiastically. "Deal! You got snacks at your place?" He asked her curiously.

Eda laughed as she gathered the items back into the towel, standing up with her staff over her shoulder. "I'll see what I can do. Come on, King. We've got work to do."

She then picked him up and placed him on the staff before sitting on it and letting it take flight toward the Owl House.