Donna slammed her fist back against the wall so hard that some of the paint came off against her bare flesh. "Some family!!! If that's how it is, you have one hell of a fight on your hands, Dragon." A fight that the wrath didn't register until the words had left her. s**t. She bit her lip for a moment as she watched her brother. Only ever once had she royally pissed him off - and she'd vowed never to do that again. Tonight might be the night that was broken, if he reacted in the manner his body language was hinting ever so slightly at.
The kitchen was a great deal more peaceful. Amber situated himself after fussing over the others so much and took up a small bid of the pudding to nibble around. Lp certainly made for an interesting focus so early in the morning. "A toystore? Donna never said exactly how she got him..."
At that, Zael snickered. "Yeah, like she talks to us, Amber." He then looked at Lp and waved a knowing, and slightly unsteady, glass at her. "You'd better be careful. Donna's nuts. Plain nuts. This is her tenth time crawling back like this since she moved out, and it isn't the first time people have gotten hurt over her." The glass retracted and he drank for a few minutes more before the glass was empty, prompting more conversation (at least until Amber refilled it). "If I were you, I'd just be careful, is all."
