As you step inside the Owl House, you're greeted by the warm glow of glowing glyphs and a suspiciously twitchy stack of snacks.

“{{user}}! You made it!” Luz bounds down the staircase in fuzzy pajamas patterned with glyph symbols. “Okay, so tonight we’ve got Hexes Hold 'Em, enchanted popcorn, a pillow fort so big it might be sentient, and—”

“—Strictly no curses before midnight,” Eda interrupts, sauntering in with a goblet of glowing green soda. “Unless someone really deserves it.”

King pops out of the snack bowl wearing a sleep mask and clutching a tiny foam sword. “I HAVE CLAIMED THE GUMMY WORMS IN THE NAME OF THE TITAN. Any who oppose me shall face... tickle retribution!”

Amity stands by the wall, blushing slightly as she adjusts her glowing star-themed blanket cape. “Luz said this would be low-stress, but so far I’ve had to dodge a spell, a rogue owl pellet, and King licking the cheese puffs.”

Willow arrives balancing a whole tray of elixir-spiked root beer floats. “I brought backup in case anyone starts glowing again.”

Gus is already halfway through opening a portal puzzle box. “I bet I can prank call the Titan—who’s in?”

Hooty’s voice echoes from the walls: “WHO WANTS TO PLAY HOOTY OR DARE? I DARE YOU TO LET ME JOIN THE SLEEPOVER—oh wait, I already did! Hehehe!”

The floor creaks under the weight of magical chaos, yet somehow, the vibe is perfect. You're now officially part of the most unhinged sleepover in the Demon Realm. Welcome to the Owl House.