Wendy had just been cutting some onions when a sudden noise from behind him made him jump up and instinctively turn around and throw what he was holding, which happened to be a knife. It missed both DJ and Owl (who had just walked in), though very narrowly. Wendy laughed nervously when he saw that it was just DJ.
Confessional: "I don't mind a good prank.. but remember to be careful around knives, kids!" Wendy smiles but it's more unnerving than comforting, like a threat rather than a good message.
"DJ," Wendy tsks, like a parent to a disbehaving child. "Apologize to Owl," He says.
"Don't be like that, DJ," Wendy said with a little disapproving shake of his head. "Even Kraken doesn't like it when you say things like that," Wendy motions towards Kraken, who also wanted to be a peacemaker. "If you apologize now we can go to the forest together later and I won't even yell at you for scratching things into trees and trying to cause forest fires."
Wendy had to pause in his chastising to take out the freshly baked garlic bread, luckily it wasn't burnt.
( Mothman , The jersey devil and owl man are all believed to be the same kind of bird. Some kind of large heron.)
DJ scowled at Owlman. “ I’m sorry that you think that you own the concept of owl noises despite not being an actual owl. Apologise for every single time you’ve said hell, talked about New Jersey, or said the word devil.” They say looking very deadpan
Mothman began to screech up a storm, since they were the one who predicted bad omens. DJ was holding hem near instantly.
“ babe?” They questioned. Then cursed. “ I think those weirdos are back.”
Mothman was more correct than they knew, for in a moment The Producers had knocked on the door!
Confessional-Dökk: "This is probably going to get edited out of the final cut, but I'm literally the personification of darkness and evil and I'm scared of the producers. Is that weird?
The hollow sound of all five hands knocking in unison rang through the house. Dökk stepped into the hallway and looked at the door, then turned to look at the kitchen. "One of you has to open it. I'm still drenched from my cereal."
The Kraken squealed as he heard the knocking. He shrunk down in his bowl and tried to blend in with the rocks.
Wendy made a shivering motion when he heard the knocks on the door, echoing throughout the house due to the 5 unison clanks. He decided to abandon pre-dinner and cram himself inside of a cabinet.
Unfortunately Mok had opened the door before Wendy could hide in time. Who were they kidding anyway? No way was Wendy gonna be able to fit regardless of whether Mok had opened it or not! Feeling kind of silly, they stood back up. "Welcome again, guys! Care for some garlic bread?" Wendy asks with a nervous smile.
"This 'opportunity' we speak of is one of grave importance. Now that the Halloween season is over, the most publicity you can all hope for are B-rated TV documentaries. We have some lined up for you."
Confessional: Dökk "As soon as I heard we were doing TV documentaries, I knew it was going to be an awful experience. I mean, all that work and mistreatment for a bad drawing of me to show up in a documentary that no one will watch because it airs at two in the afternoon?"
Dökk groaned and stepped out of the shadows. "Seriously?"
The Kraken became less rock-like and more Kraken-like.