"Have you seen any odd characters walking around recently? Possibly disguised as frogs, witches or Gargoyles?"
Olivier didn't even have to look at the picture to know what it was: A picture of him in his Fleetwing fusion form with Anne in his arms while his mom, the Plantars and Maddie all rode the Palismen. Luckily, their faces were too far away to be identified, but it was otherwise a very clear picture.
Now, to his credit (and thanks to his mom's training) he managed to appear calm and contemplative instead of sweating in fear.
"Hmmm…Nope, can't say I have." Olivier lied. "Can I ask why you're asking?"
"Oh, you know…" The man said offhandedly, pulling out his wallet to extract the cash for his Pad sew ew order and then flipping it open to display his badge. "Just under the orders of your friendly neighborhood Federal government."
The badge read Mr. X, FBI. Extra-terrestrials specialist.
Oh, FBI. Olivier mused. Okay, he was okay. According to his mom and Anne's movies, it was the CIA you had to worry about.
"You think they're aliens?" Olivier asked as the take-out bag came out.
"Officially, no, I'm just investigating cause I'm the closest to an expert in that area." Mr. X admitted. "Personally, yes. I mean, bright colors, flying? If that's not alien, its either genetic experiment gone wrong or robots. And none of the gargoyle clans recognize or have a member with that wing span and style. The one time that Minority act helps its useless."
"…Minority act?" Olivier asked. "I'm sorry, mom and I are from a small town in Oregon, we don't get the news very often."
"The Gargoyle Minority Protection Act." Mr. X explained, briefly raising an eyebrow but seeming to accept Olivier's words. "About…three? Yeah, three years ago, the UN FINALLY realized that Gargoyles, barring three exceptions, are pretty much the perfect guardian force and after the one New York put on trial for died saving the city, they finally gave Gargoyles minority rights."
Oliver smiled sadly.
"Wish we could've had that. Mom says our town's mayor banished our gargoyles 40 years ago."
Mr. X grimaced at that. There always was ONE small minded….!
"Sorry to hear that… still, at least I'm not dealing with those 'Mewman' nutsos…for now."
"Now THAT I know about." Olivier confessed. "A few good ones, but most are idiots stuck in the Middle Ages."
Odd thing for the half witch boy to say, considering his home realm was stuck in the renaissance itself, but the isles at least had less racism (COUGH Boscha COUGH) and boarderline no sexism.
"Preach." Mr. X smiled, reaching back into his jacket and handing Olivier a card. "If you DO see or heard anything, shoot me a call or text, whichever is easier."
"Will do." Oliver promised as he grabbed the takeout bag, now ready. The half-witch boy handed the agent his food and gave him his change. Mr. X smiled in gratitude and saluted Olivier as he returned to his base….an ice cream truck.
Luckily for the FBI agent, Olivier did not see said base.
Once he was certain Mr. X was gone, Olivier let out a deep, deep, DEEP breath and wiped the sweat that finally cascaded from his crown. As he caught his breath, he checked himself. No bugs or tracer. Okay, good., He then raced to the fridge and gazed at the drink choices. He needed something cold, but without flavor….Spying the perfect choice, he reached for, opened and chugged back a Diet Coke.
…Nope, still scared.
Another.
Still shaking in his boots.
Another.
Okay, calmer now….
One more.
Okay, still worried but now calmed. One more check…Yup, no tracer of bug. Now he just had to tell…
"Ollie!" Anne called. "Come on back here!"
Olivier, clamed by Anne's voice, let out a deep breath and made his way over….before the full weight of what happened occurred to him and he reached for another Diet Coke.,
OWLPHIBIA
"Alright, so to be clear." Robert announced, sipping at some bubble tea and being grateful for Anne comforting Molly Joe. "Sasha and Marcy are still in this Amphibiana…"
"Just Amphibia." Sprig, his Illusion dispelled, corrected.
"But Anne managed to get back thanks to you, your family and that boy at the til." Robery continued.
"Her boyfriend." Bee beamed.
"And my son." Eda followed up. "Who got warped to Amphibia as well through a similar box as Anne, Marcy and your step-granddaughter."
"Granddaughter." Robert corrected, unknowingly getting points from Eda. "And you…you're from a demon world with magic?"
"Pretty much, yeah." Eda shrugged before sensing someone behind her. She then looked down at saw Molly Joe staring at her in awe.
"Are you a…good witch?" Molly Joe asking stiflying a laugh, which made Eda chucjkle as well. "I'm sorry, I had to ask."
"I get it and approve. To answer: In the eyes of the people back home? Heck nawh!" Eda cackled. "To those with brains? Yes, I am."
She then stepped up onto a table to begin her declaration.
"I am Eda the Owl Lady! The most powerful free witch on the Boiling Isles in the Demon realm! Only child to escape the Pleasure Isles! Most lusted over Witch over 20 years and counting! Bester of foreign demons, con-artist extraordinaire, sole rival of Head Witch Lilith and proud mama of two and a half!"
"…And a half?" Robert asked.
"Not sure if Hooty counts." Eda confessed.
"Can…can you…maybe…?" Molly Joe tried to find the right words.
"Look into your sister?" Eda guessed her smile becoming a sad one. "If she was on my world, sure thing. But…"
"I can help." Maddie, suddenly appearing said, startling everyone.
"How long have you been there?!" Robert asked, pulling his granddaughter aside.
"Whole time." Maddie shrugged, pulling out a vial. "This is an Amphibia spell similar to Eda's Scrying potion. If Eda mixes a little of her scrying potion in…"
"How did you know I had one?!" Eda gasped in embarrassment; she was saving that to spy on-observe! Yes, observe! To observe Raine! She then smirked and messed with Maddie's hair as she searched for the potion. "Good girl."
Maddie chuckled at the praise as Bee reached for a skillet pan.
"Need any oil or heat?" the Thai man asked.
"Just a bit of heat." Eda mused, motioning the burner to the right temperature. "That and Ollie. He should see his apprentice's genius at work."
Anne called Olivier to the back, giving Molly Joe her first proper look at her sister's best friend's boyfriend: A lean boy with orange hair currently under a hair net and mismatched eyes; one orange and the other purple…and scars were his ears should be.
"Try not to stare. He hates it when people stare." Maddie said. "he knows people can't help but…."
"I don't think its that kind of stare." Sprig smiled.
Molly Joe was blushing at Olivier…something that Robert did NOT like but that made Eda cackle in pride at…until she saw her son's distressed look.
"Sweetheart? You okay?"
"I just met the Human world Equivalent of Darius…and he KNOWS!" Olivier managed.
"…Huh?" Molly Joe, Robert, Anne and Sprig asked.
"One of the Coven heads. Abomination track." Eda and Bee said together.
"I went to school with him. He'd give me a full workout and could catch me." Eda shrugged.
THAT made Anne worry and she rushed to Oliver.
"Ollie! Dude! Are you okay? Did he hurt you? What did he want?!"
Olivier's fears began to dissipate, replaced with concern when he saw how scared Anne was for him.
"Annie, Annie, I'm okay." He cooed, cupping her face. "He did catch me off guard, but he never touched me. Didn't even bug me from what I can see. Oh, he did leave me a card…"
He handed the card to Bee, who cowered.
"FBI?! Oh no! No, no, no, noooo!"
"…Which one is that, again?" Eda asked. "I know the CIA is the one you need to worry about…don't the FBI keep kids safe from creeps online?"
"Among other things, yes." Robert nodded, sharing Bee's concerns for a second before becoming angry. "So they only get involved with this whole mess when Anne, no offense Anne, comes back?! Again, no offense Anne."
"Its cool, dude." Anne assured the older man from Olivier's embrace, calming down. "MJ, come here!"
Molly Joe, snapped out of her stupor, made her way over.
"Molly Joe, this is Olivier Clawthorne. Ollie, this is Sasha's little sister.
Kneeling down a bit, Olivier smiled warmly at Molly Joe (who blushed at the admittedly handsome young boy) and offered her a hand to shake.
"Pleasure to meet you, Molly Joe. Heard nothing but good things about you."
Molly Joe managed to shake Olivier's hand and bowed.
"Thank you for looking out for Anne, Marcy and Sasha." She managed. "…Do you think?"
"Sasha is way too stubborn to go down." Olivier assured the younger girl. "And she loves you too much to stay there for too long."
A little bit of a white-lie, maybe. Sasha had made no mention of Molly Joe when she held him as a prisoner, but now that Andrias was revealed to be a inter-dimensional tyrant, something told Olivier that was different now.
Besides, Molly and Robert's tearful smiles told Olivier they had needed to hear that. As did the hug the girl gave him which he returned. Anne smiled at the scene and then joined in. Molly Joe saw this and decided to give the two their time…..
A bright light suddenly engulfed the two lovers, blinding everyone for a split second.
Once that second was done, though, everyone's jaws dropped in shock.
In Anne and Oliver's place, was a face Sprig and Maddie where delighted to see:
"Olivanne!" The two frogs smiled as they hugged the fusion's legs before said fusion realized the situation; enjoying the love between their fussees…and then remembering where they where:
A slackjawed Bee and Robert pointed at the sight in front of them.
"Um….Dad? Mr. Otto? I can explain." Olivanne begged.
Bee and Robert had already fainted, but Molly Joe was squealling with delight along with a beaming Eda.
"FUSION IS REAL! FUSION IS REAL!" The youngest human girl beamed.