The Puppet Master

by CaramelPhoenix

When Olive goes into a coma, leaving Dimentio in charge of the fusion, he has to pretend to be Olive for a while. But when an old "friend" shows up seeking power, Dimentio needs to stop her before things spiral too far out of control. (Takes place after House of Memories. Heavily inspired by the episodes For the future and Watching and Dreaming from The Owl House.)

"Childcare services needed?" Olive took the advertisement off of the billboard. "What do you think?"

"Heehee! If I agree to this, I can show Olive I'm not an insane, heartless killer and he'll trust me!" Dimentio thought.

"If I do this," Olive thought, "then Olly will HAVE to admit that I can take care of living things!"

Both of them hesitated. "You know I'll never really trust you, Dimentio."

"Uhg, whatever. You know I can't control you unless you're asleep, lover boy. It's your choice or something."

Olive slapped the paper down on the desk for the sign-up service. "I want to make an advertisement."

The Toad behind the counter looked at them slowly, then slowly turned to the computer. She was a yellow Toad.

"...Name...?"

"Super DimentOlive!" They said together. Dimentio had given up trying to be in charge, which meant Olive could control both faces.

She slowly typed that onto the computer. "What's the ad for...?"

"Childcare services!"

Super DimentOlive watched as she painfully typed as slowly as she could.

"She's going so slow," Olive muttered to Dimentio.

"Shut up shut up," Dimentio hissed back.

They both continued smiling. Olive started tapping the desk. After a few more minutes, Olive started speeding up his tapping. He ignored Dimentio telling him to be patient. He took a deep breath and slammed his fist on the desk.

"Could you hurry that up please?"

She gave them a look and turned to the printer as it printed. She slowly reached for the paper, grabbed it, and started slowly handing it to them.

Olive snatched it from her. "Thank you very much." They took a look at it.

"Super Dimentolive's childcare services."

"She spelt our name wrong-"

"Don't you dare get her to reprint that," Olive snapped back. They looked at the Toad. Her arm was still out, but she was asleep on her desk. "Oof." He shrugged it off. "Back to the billboard!"

They hung it up in the same spot the "childcare services needed" ad hung and tossed the other in the trash.

Olive floated there, proud of himself. "That should do it!"

"Is that my phone number?!"

"They need some way to contact us!"

"That's my phone number!"

"If you want me to trust you, you'd let me do this."

"B-but-" Dimentio sighed. "Fine. But only this ONE time."