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Lillian and Tyson exchanged a look over Alex's comment. How was a statue, which wasn't even a living thing, become a part of their family? Many of the items that had been sent from their parents were now squirreled away somewhere in the house; there they would never be bothered again. Surely the gargoyle would have the same fate. Although instead of dust and cobwebs from the attic, it would be pained with moss and erosion from the elements outside.

They kept their uncertainty to themselves though and followed Alex out the door with no complaints and met her out on the porch. Behind them came Marmaduke, the big dog's growls violent and enraged, clearly he did not not share Alex's joy for the invader. Unlike the many treasures that had been sent to the dog's domain, this one certainly held something about it that set it off from the other pieces.

Until the terribly heavy object was resting safely on theground, Lillian kept a tight grip on her anxious litle brother's shoulder. Her side was the safest place to keep the curious child. It wasn't that Alex wouldn't keep him safe by the statue, but there was still a risk of the thing falling over and crushing the child. When it was settled, as she expected, the tyke bolted from her grasp and stood before the gargoyle.

Tyson appeared intimidated for a moment or so when he was standing directly under the statue. It wasn't in the crate anymore, and with no shavings to hide it's frightening features, the gargoyle was pretty scarey looking now. "So, Alex, do you really think he'll come to life? He won't be mean right? He'd protect us!" If the thing was to be "living" at their home now, clearly he would have to get over any fear that otherwise would've grown to a terrifying intensity. As if to convince himself that he was comfortable with the monster, Tyson smiled up at the gargoyle's stern and scowling face. If there was the chance of the gargoyle coming to life in the middle of the night; it was a pretty smart idea on Tyson's part to get friendly with the being now to avoid any trouble with it later.

Tyson’s eyes followed his older friend’s hand as they trailed along the gargoyle’s body. The distraction he reveled in for a moment or so was short lived by the tyke. Even if he tried to look at something else, for example, Alex’s hand, the gargoyle’s wing, and heck he even tried to focus on the porch. It was no use, for his eyes continued to come back to the gargoyle’s frightening face. The fierce scowl it held amongst its roar, and the narrowed eyes that looked so angered, along with just the overall look made the monster unbearable to avoid not staring at.

Once again, over the course of just two minutes, Tyson had to convince himself once more that he had to be friendly and not fear the beast that was to the side of him.

“Ya know, I guess you’re right! I mean, he’ll scare away anyone that looks at him…no offense Mr. Gargoyle.” Tyson managed to add as his hair was tousled. Afterwards, when his parents were brought up the squirt snickered behind a cupped hand. “Yep! Ma and Pop do send us weird things, but I think they don’t really see how odd it is. You know how much they love kooky treasures.”

Lillian laughed at her little brother’s comment, it was entirely true. Their parent’s did have a weird taste in the objects they’d send over from their latest expeditions. “A name, huh? Well…I think we could look in some of the old books we have in the library. There’s bound to be a name in there somewhere that would fit a gargoyle. By the next time you come by, I promise we’ll have a name our charming little guardian.”

The miss was just about to reply to Alex when another bark from Marmaduke sent her back into the house, tugging the big lug by the collar behind her. She returned to the two back on the porch after the dog had been put away in the house where they couldn’t hear his howls of dissatisfactory.

“Sorry Alex.” Lillian breathed as she worked to regain her breath after the long haul with Duke. “Thank you, but nah. We’re fine, and I don’t want to hold you up anymore than we have.”

Of course the dismissal didn’t go without some moans and groans from Tyson. The child had hunkered down next to the gargoyle, briefly sending quick glances in its direction while trying to listen fully to Alex and Lil speak. “Aww! But Alex! You can always stay!” He whined with an added zest of melodramatics.

Tyson pouted at the news. “But you just got here! Why don’t you stay and play a game or two? It’d be fun!”

His attempts to keep Alex with them ended quickly as a strong hand fell upon his shoulder. “Tyson.” Lillian was staring down at him with strict eyes. “Alex has other things to do. Let her go. She’ll be back when she can.” The teenager then looked back to Alex and managed a tired smile. “It was good to see you, Alex. Thanks for helping us out, I’ll find a way to pay you back.”

“Remember! You have to come back and visit soon!” Tyson voiced before Lillian could stop him. He didn’t care if it was rude; he wanted to see more of their friend! Alex was cool, she was fun, and she told stories about their parents. She brought them treats, made them dinner, and was just a good person to lean on. “Oh!” Oops, he had almost forgotten in his pleading so before Alex could leave them Tyson added in, “Don’t forget to bring some of those candies and Zoe next time! I miss him too!”