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Hello, diary! I was planning on making another video for Mamá, but my phone is currently being... [shudders] fished out of Hooty's gullet. So instead, I'm writing to myself. Hello Luz, how ya' doing! Well, today I helped pick King's fur for three-headed ticks, Amity and I shopped for abomination supplies—that goop is made of a lot of really weird things—and I, uh, read through a little more of Philip's diary, and wow, that dude is smart. But it's so weird. I followed all his instructions to a T, but my portal still came out so wonky! Did he have someone help him?
Had a tough time sleeping, too. I keep thinking of seeing my mom in the rain. I know she'd like this world if she could just meet Eda and King... after we give King a bath, of course, and we might have to ask Hooty to hide, j-just for a little. Oh, and I'd have to give Eda a heads up not to talk about facing off against an evil emperor, or her sister threatening to drop me off a bridge, or my girlfriend's parents sending a robot made of magic gunk after me. Maybe we can get those memory tweezers from Hexside and I can- ah-no-no-no-no-no. erasing your mom's memories is not gonna solve any of your problems, Luz... or maybe it will? After all, Amity and Willow seem to be friends again. Well, they seem to be friend-ly again. They're still working out some things, so that's a no.
Oh! What's a language everyone understands? Food! I can show her some of the Boiling Isles' best dishes! Let's see, Willow gave me some recipes that her dads like to cook... "Shepherds Die". [Laughs] That's a funny typo. You go find a shepherd, preferably one that has recently become undead, you get a cleaver... [gasps] oh my god, that's not a typo. Okay, I'm moving on. Freak Salad with Griffin Chicken: a crisp and refreshing meal that will give you the wildest nightmares for weeks? Side effects may include the growth of fangs... twenty one and up? W-what are witch stomachs made of!? Mac and Cheese: Pasta, melted cheese. [Sighs in relief] This one seems safe and less morally questionable... Ah, wait... Mamá's lactose intolerant. [Sighs] Maybe Amity knows a fairy pie with less... fairies? [Groans defeatedly]
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