HAPPY NEW YEAR 2024!

I've been busy for a while, but decided to publish something I've been working on for a while... An Amphibia/Owl House fic! I've wanted to do one of these for a while, and finally got around to it! So I wanted to connect it to my Owl House Season 4 AU, thus this happened.

(NOTE: THIS DOES MEAN THIS FIC IS CANON TO MY OTHER FIC, AFTERMATH IN THE BOILING ISLES, SO I HEAVILY SUGGEST YOU GO READ THAT BEFORE READING THROUGH THIS.)

Enjoy the possibly cringe writing. (prepare for a lot of angst for these first couple chapters)

The bell rang as everyone in the halls of Saint James Middle School walked through the halls towards the various exit doors to leave for home.

Amongst the crowds, was Anne Boonchuy, who was keeping her head down as she went.

The students all talked around her, while not a single peep left her mouth. She simply just kept quiet and continued to walk, even ignoring a couple of the students' attempts to start a conversation with her.

The last few months hadn't been the best for her to say the least.

She'd kept a lot of her emotions about everything that had happened to her mostly bottled up, and she planned on keeping it that way... Even though things just seemed to keep going downhill for the young teen.

After returning from Amphibia (for the last time), she and her friends split off to return to their respective homes. The long walk back to her house gave Anne the time to reflect on a few things... Mostly the 'never getting to see her friends and frog family in Amphibia ever again' thing.

Needless to say, it put a pretty big dampener on her mood as she made her way home to her waiting parents.

Anne was nearly smothered by the both of them when she finally had trudged her way through the front door.

Of course, the two instantly had questions on how everything went and if she was okay.

Anne gave a trimmed down version of the events that occurred in Amphibia over the last few hours. She purposefully left out the rather large detail of her "death". God, they really didn't need to know about that right now... And she didn't want to think about it much herself either.

When she finally reached the part of the story where she had to leave Amphibia behind for good, Anne had to wipe a couple tears from her eyes and hold back a sniffle.

She didn't want to break down. Not now. Not after she had been able to keep herself together for so long.

They didn't dwell much on it, but Anne could tell her parents weren't happy to hear the last part. They had gotten attached to the Plantar family pretty quickly, and hearing that they were now separated from them for quite possibly forever had to be almost as devastating to them as it was for her.

After a while more of talking about the details, Anne decided to take her leave, and spend some time alone upstairs.

Once Anne had entered her room, she spent the first week just sleeping. All the work and fights she had done and gone through had finally caught up with her, and she just let her body collapse onto her bed.

Every time she woke up during said week, Anne expected to be hounded by Sprig to get out of bed like she had gotten used to for many nights before...

But would always be hit with the hard and cruel reminder that he was never going to do that again. Because he was worlds apart from her. In a world she would never see again.

But despite the sadness Anne felt every time she woke up, she managed to catch up on her sleep and at least felt a little bit better. She felt better enough to begin spending time with Sasha and Marcy again at least. But of course, not even that would last long.

Marcy finally moved a couple weeks after recovering from everything that happened. Anne and Sasha had both gone to see her off. There was a very long goodbye at the airport... And then that was it. Marcy was gone.

Apart from the occasional video call, it was now just her and Sasha. Which surprisingly, wasn't so bad considering how much she had changed.

The blonde teen had gone through some MAJOR changes throughout the last year or so, and god was Anne happy to see them occur. Sasha had become a much better friend to hang out with, and just a better person in general.

They had much more friendly conversations than they used to, and it was a nice distraction for Anne... While it lasted.

She and Sasha had begun to slowly but surely drift apart. It was clear even after all they had been through across the last year, they both had their own lives that they needed to sort out and continue with.

Granted, Anne's life was currently just being sad and being constantly stressed out at the moment, but to each their own.

But even when Sasha was off doing her own thing, Anne was never really "alone". No, she had eyes on her and people around her at pretty much all times now. But not the kind of people she wanted.

After she was broadcasted on live TV taking down Andrias in that giant robot suit he had, hundreds if not thousands of people witnessed her beating up a large robotic menace using her (now gone) powers.

Needless to say, this put a LOT of attention on her from her fellow students, and news outlets around town. Attention that she didn't really want. Which was ironic, due to her once wanting fame and to be hailed as a hero...

But now, it just seemed like another nuisance in her life that she was forced to live with.

She knew none of them were interested in talking to Anne Boonchuy... They were only interested in talking to the hero that saved LA with her amazing powers.

And man, did it suck hard for her.

So despite all the popularity and people praising her for what she did... Anne had never felt more lonely and empty in her life.

The doors exiting the school were swung open as the crowd of students flocked through it. Anne was one of the last people to leave out the doors, purposefully trying to lag behind to avoid anymore interaction with the others.

She swore she saw Sasha in the crowd of students for a split second, but waved it off. It just wasn't worth going through the students to get to talk to her for only a few minutes. Heck, Anne could easily just call her if she really wanted to-

Ah wait, she still didn't have a phone. Anne hadn't bothered to replace her old one yet. After she gave her old one to... Sprig.

She shook off the impending depressing thoughts, and instead tried to put her mind on something more positive: The weather.

Anne managed a small smile as she glanced at the cloudy sky. At least the weather was decent enough today for the walk home.

That was when it almost immediately started to rain from out of nowhere.

It took all of Anne's energy to keep herself from snapping there and then. She simply exhaled, and trudged forward through the rain as she scowled in annoyance.

Her mind wandered back to her friends, wondering if they had gone through any of this same mental pain she had been suffering through for months. Anne knew Sasha was probably at least still feeling the sting of leaving Amphibia for good just like she was, but she had no clue about Marcy.

Anne shrugged the thought off. At least Marcy couldn't possibly be doing worse than her right now.

Marcy knew the first couple months would be hard on her after the move, but she didn't expect it to be this painful.

She hadn't made many connections at her new school in Hopkinton. Course, she had managed to join a few clubs at school, but nobody in them seemed too interested in getting to know her better.

So most of her evenings and weekends consisted of the same old thing: Staying home and doing her own stuff... Alone. Like usual these days.

Right now Marcy was at her desk, having only gotten home from school about an hour ago. She was currently writing/drawing various things in her journal.

Marcy had almost forgotten all about it after they moved here. But thankfully, she found it by chance in a box she never got around to unpacking before. So she decided to take it out and use it again... For nostalgia's sake in a way.

It hurt seeing her past entries in the journal. It hurt even more seeing the extra past entires that Anne had written in it while Marcy was...

No. No, she didn't want to even think about that part of the past right now. It was far too soon to reopen that old wound. It had barely even began to heal as of yet anyways.

As Marcy leaned forward, she was reminded of another wound as she felt a faint pain in her back. She winced, quickly fixing her posture on instinct. Her upper back still hurt from... The whole getting stabbed in the back thing, literally.

The Taiwanese-American girl exhaled, closing up the book soon after, and switching off her lamp. She felt as if that was enough reminiscing for one day... And yet, she didn't want to stop.

Marcy missed Amphibia. Even after everything that happened (mostly because of her), she wanted to go back. But that was the cruelest thing of all: There was no way to go back. They were cut off from the amphibian world forever due to the stones being gone.

Everyone she cared about in that world, she would never see again. It still hurt. If only she had seen through Andrias' lies sooner, maybe there could have been an outcome that allowed them to stay connected to Amphibia... But alas, that didn't happen.

It was all because of one mistake she made, and that was one wound gained that she felt would never heal.

Marcy didn't even manage to solve her own mistakes by herself. Her friends had to bail her out for her to even begin to make up for them. Like, after Anne and the Plantars had made it back to Amphibia somehow-

"Wait a second..." Marcy murmured in faint realization, her self-deprecating thoughts trailing off, being replaced with curiosity.

She quickly reopened her journal, and switched back on the lamp nearby. Marcy wasted no time in turning the pages to find a specific set of entries.

It took a minute or two, but eventually she found a set of entries that peaked her interest greatly: Anne's descriptions of her finding a way back to Amphibia.

Marcy read through the various writings. There were mentions of portals, powering said portals, and actually managing to make it to Amphibia... Without the power of the music box.

It was like her soul had been recharged from reading the words on the pages alone. A twinge of hope was brought back into her. There was actually a chance they didn't have to say goodbye to Amphibia for good after all!

She glanced outside the window at the sunset in the distance. It was a nice one too, the sky was bathed in various warm colors. To Marcy, it was just another sign that maybe there was hope for the future after all.

But she knew it would take a couple risks and leaps in order to even begin the plan that was forming in her head. Firstly, she needed to get the help necessary. Fortunately, she knew exactly who she was going to get to help her with this.

Marcy took one last deep breath, before getting up from her desk, and heading downstairs, journal in hand. She had made her decision, but for once... She didn't know if it was a good one or not.

To Anne, the weekend finally arriving was a godsend. She could finally be alone with her thoughts for a while, and maybe try to think of something else besides her own misery.

She was currently in her room trying to relax. A Lo-Fi playlist was playing in the background as she laid on her bed. The music was somewhat drowned out by the rain outside, which hadn't gone away for days now.

At least it gave Anne an excuse to avoid going outside, letting her stay isolated like she wanted at the moment.

As much as she had been trying to think of things besides Amphibia, the memories she had of the place kept pushing their way back into her head.

The people she had met, the enemies she had made, the adventures she had, and the things Anne had left behind (she still really needed to get a new phone soon).

It was painful for her to reminisce about it all, but at the same time it was nice to remember the good times... Granted, the bad sometimes came with the good.

Just as she was remembering the exploration of the temples while trying to reactivate the music box, Anne smacked her lips. She was actually pretty thirsty. Which was probably a result of her not drinking a drop of anything for the entire day.

Anne sighed as she reluctantly got up. She couldn't be sad while being thirsty at the same time after all. Thus, Anne found herself walking down the stairs towards the kitchen to find something to drink.

She soon made it to the kitchen, and opened the fridge to scan for any drink options. Maybe she had some Blam Berry Blitz left in the fridge she could sip on. That'd give her a decent positive emotion rush-

Suddenly, the sound of knocking on the front door interrupted the Thai girl's thoughts. Anne turned to glance at the door, and after a few moments, the knocking continued. She sighed heavily, beginning to walk over.

"I'm coming! I'm coming..." Anne called out to the door, annoyed by the repeated knocking (mixed with the constantly ringing doorbell).

She swung it open once she made it over. Out of all things she was expecting at the door... It was not a familiar drenched Taiwanese-American girl, with two luggage bags sitting next to her. Anne's jaw nearly hit the floor.

"Hey Anna-Banana!" Marcy grinned, doing jazz hands as she did. "Surprise!"

Anne was silent as she stood at the door, jaw still agape while she did.

"...Should I have called first?" Marcy sheepishly asked.

This'll be updated eventually... Probably.

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