Percy Jackson proving he’s a true New Yorker by not knowing how to drive in the slightest and yet still feeling well within rights to lay on the horn and criticize the guy who cuts him off.
[Image ID: A drawing of Hunter from The Owl House. He stands, smiling, with one foot crossed behind the other, and he holds Waffles in staff form.
He wears a maroon collared shirt, with brown and gold Victorian suspenders. There is a similarly colored brown witch hat on his head, with maroon lining and a maroon ribbon wrapped around the base of the hat’s crown. Two feathers are tucked into the ribbon, one red and one blue. He has checkered brown pants and a pair of greyish-brown boots.
The background of the image is pale purple, with a few maroon feathers floating in the air around Hunter.
The second two images are closeups of Hunter and Waffles. End ID]
“I’d like to leave the Emperor’s Coven and never step foot in that throne room again. I’d like to study wild magic and learn how to carve palismen. I’d like to attend Hexside as a regular student and play Flyer Derby with my friends.”
“But most of all, I’d like to make sure you never hurt anyone again.”