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Amity Blight woke to the sound of her roommates arguing in the basement and groaned. This had been going on for a few weeks now. It wasn't a particularly heated argument, none of them had been. Luz and King seemed perfectly fine whenever they weren't working on whatever-project-it-was down there (a far cry from what she'd heard about their worst argument which occurred when writing a book together ten years prior).
She looked out the window, over the green trees of the Connecticut forest. It was raining heavily, so she supposed it probably wasn't a great day to go out into town and let the two siblings work out whatever spat it was that they had… There was also that she'd been working as an independent mechanic recently, and there was frankly no way she was going to go out in this weather for that. She could use the portal in the front door and spend the day in the Boiling Isles, she supposed.
… On the other hand, the rain also meant that Luz and King didn't have a lot of options for where to go if she attempted to confront them about their arguments. They wouldn't just leave while insisting that it was absolutely not an amazing surprise which they simply couldn't agree on how to do properly (Somehow, despite being raised by Edalyn Clawthorne, King was a terrible liar).
Hm, would the rain be enough, though? Perhaps she could convince King with some desserts… Plan in place, Amity got to work making an incredibly sweet and hopefully tasty breakfast to take down to her girlfriend and her brother in the lair of the titan (also known as King's room, or the basement). It was a fairly easy thing to do to make waffles covered in strawberries, chocolate candy, whipped topping, and maple syrup… Hopefully. She wasn't entirely sure she did it right, Luz was the real cook of the house.
She carried the food downstairs to find King and Luz both huddled over laptop computers, engrossed in something. Luz, of course, was Amity's incredibly awesome and very handsome girlfriend, just as always. King had grown a lot since he was a kid, though even as a young adult he was still quite small. He was, however, even fluffier than he had been as a kid, and his horns and teeth had gotten longer, while the crack on his skull had long since healed.
"What do you mean, 'incorrect argument type'?" King shouted. "They're both numbers! Why can you have the wrong type of number?" He began tapping away and the keyboard again, grumbling something about 'explicit casts'. Once he finished, he looked up to see Amity. "Oh. Hi."
Luz looked up, and immediately slammed the laptop she was using shut even though it was facing away from her. "Amity! Hey! What brings you here?"
"I live here," Amity pointed out. "Same as you two."
"Okay, but this is King's room," Luz countered. "You know you're not allowed in here unless you bring snacks or movies or something."
This was not, in fact, actually the case, but instead something that King would often say as a joke.
She indicated the waffles.
"Ooh…" King said.
"You can have as many as you want… as long as you let me in on whatever it is that's been bugging you two."
"It's nothing important," Luz said. "Really!"
"Ugh, Luz, why don't we just tell her?" King asked. "We haven't been able to come up with an idea, and it's about her, anyway!"
"King!" Luz hissed. "Don't!"
"… Wait, hold on, I'm not a kid anymore!" King realized. "I'm at least eighteen, which means you're not in charge of me! Ha ha, power!"
King stood up and walked over to Amity, holding his paws out for the waffles.
"Traitor," Luz mumbled, as King gleefully took his bribe. There wasn't any actual malice in it, Amity had known these two far too long to think otherwise.
"Anyway," King said. "Luz and I decided to make a video game about our adventures! I'm learning to code and everything! She's doing all the assets."
"Pixel art is new, but exciting," Luz commented.
"Anyway, we've got a lot of different characters. First there's me and Luz, we work as a team. I ride on her back and yell hateful things!" King explained gleefully.
"He means he uses his voice powers," Luz clarified.
"We're going to put Willow, Gus, and Hunter, too," King continued.
"And also you," Luz added. "And that's where the problem is. I think you should be super-cool and fast and strong – all the brute strength and speed and movement with your abominations."
"And I say that's totally unbalanced. If we make Amity like that, no one will want to use anyone else," King complained. "The teamwork mechanics are super-hard to get working, and people need to play as you because you're the coolest."
"What was your idea, King?"
"Minion summoning," King said. "Instead of attacking directly, you have an abomination goop gauge, and you can summon various types of abominations to do different things. But Luz keeps trying to make giant fists and an abomination skateboard! I can't use that!"
"But Amity uses that stuff," Luz pointed out. "And she's my awesome girlfriend, of course I want her to be the strongest and fastest!" She blushed slightly at that.
"… Didn't you say Willow and Hunter are in the game?" Amity asked.
"Yes, thank you!" King said, throwing his arms up.
"Well, yeah," Luz said.
"Doesn't speed some more like Hunter's thing?" Amity reasoned. "And brute force Willow's thing?"
"… Okay, you may have a point." Luz pretended to faint. "Alas, betrayed by my own girlfriend… woe is me…"
"Yes!" King cheered. "I am victorious! Minion time, here we come!" He glanced at his laptop and groaned. "Ugh, it's still compiling."
"Your idea does work better," Amity admitted. "But… Why didn't you just let me come up with ideas for my moves?"
Neither Luz nor King said anything for a few moments.
"… I think we might have been too busy planning the surprise to actually think of that," Luz admitted.
"Well, I'll just have to be your gorgeous designer," Amity said, flipping her hair.
"Oh, you've got that-"
"A-hem," King interrupted.
"Right, not in King's room," Luz said. She bowed. "Fare thee well, your royal highness. I shall see you when the time is right."
"… In five minutes when I wash my dishes," King summarized.
"Indeed," Luz said. "Now, Ms. Blight?" She held out her arm, and Amity hooked hers around it. The two walked upstairs, and then burst into a fit of giggles.
Oh, the joys of being around your own family, where adulthood could take a backseat.
King groaned loudly from the basement below. "I FORGOT A SEMICOLON!" he shouted.