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Tybalt fluffed up happily behind his angry scowl; of course she'd like it! She had come to him for--awkward, misguided, bumbling--comfort, hadn't she? What foolishness had possessed her to seek him out for such was beyond him, but he found that he...didn't MIND being her shoulder to cry on, as long as nobody else was around to watch. And he hated seeing Vidya so sad. It threw off the natural order of things.

Oh, she WOULD ask him to schlep out into the freezing cold at the crack of dawn, wouldn't she, knowing that he just couldn't say "no" when it came to her. Ah, well, at least it meant breaking out of the house for awhile, in good company. And if the cold got to him too much, well, he could just warm up by kicking around the leathery green football that called itself "Lance." Tybalt's smile was only just warmer than the frigid air outside. "I'd be delighted to," he replied, his tone sharp.

The cold would hardly be kept at bay by companionship and easy conversation, but those two things made it a little easier to bear. Throughout their walk he teased her with tidbits of information about their impending vessel but neglected to say anything concrete--half the fun, he thought, would be in watching the ship slowly come to life, thus answering any and all questions. He quieted as they neared the house, narrowed eyes taking in the lay of the land, points of entry, possible weaknesses. Just in case, of course.

Tybalt paused on the threshold, fingers idly grazing the polished wooden hilt of his dagger before he entered. His perusal of the entryway was interrupted by the noisy pink midget that attacked his first mate. He scowled at the cotton-candy cherub's exuberant exclamation, taking a step towards Vidya. His hand shot out to grasp her opposite wrist in an almost possessive gesture. The scathing retort he was about to spout was cut off by Vidya's bold--and also loud--proclamation. His glare remained, but now it was tinged with smug pride. "She ain't stayin' long!" he called after the cherub.

He released Vidya's arm as the cherub darted out of sight. No need to stake his claim at the moment, though he'd do so again should the need arise. "I imagine th' feelin's mutual. Can't see any man willin' t' put up wi' that. Ye shoulda told me I needed t' bring a fly-swatter on this trip."

Vidya squeaked as she was caught between best friend and sibling, feeling very much like a single rag doll between two children. If she'd have known it'd be this difficult, she definately would have either not brought Tybalt along, or not come back here at all. Frankly, she didn't like being caught like this, despite it being two important people in her life.

"Buzz off Featherbrains!" Ella yelled back; apparently hearing Tybalt, and feeling the need to put him in his place. "You don't own her, you can't tell her what to do!" It was painfully obvious Ella preached the 'Do what I say, not as I do' rule. "Go choke on a mouse!" She finally yelled out, before disappearing completely, physically and vocally, into the deeper parts of the house.

"S-She doesn't mean that...!" Vidya waved her hands infront of her, looking very much like she was mentally sweatdropping. YEP, Never doing this again! The blue girl jumped as she heard her name again, partially expecting another tackle; but thank god, it never came. Instead, she relaxed and brightened. "Auntie Dee! I'm sorry for worrying you." She bowed again, out of habit. "But I won't be here for lo---Oh, Aurion!" Train of thought forgotten, she rushed over to her Aunt and tweaked her apparently fussy infant brother's cabbit ears, prompting a cry of distress that turned into a happy babble two seconds later.

It wasn't even two seconds after that when a chubby baby fingers started making grabby hands for her forehead jewel.

"I'm sorry!" Came the instant, startled response from Lance's initial 'YOU!' exclaimation. "Oh, Hey Lance~!" She called out, once she recognized the voice and spotted her Dragon friend. Naturally, she brightened from her startle once she saw him, and with a tactful step, she put herself between Captain and friend, smiling as if the world was perfect as it should be.

Her smile fell, however, at Lance's offer, especially the one about the cupcakes. Alright, now she felt bad...she knew she wasn't going to stay long, and with the way the visit was going so far, it would only be a matter of time before something happened. And that something was totally unwanted. As much as she wanted to stay here, she knew it wouldn't be very wise of her to do so. Her almost sad smile lifted once more, though it never reached the point of 'blinding joy' that it normally would have. "Actually Lance...I'd love to, but I only came by to check on everyone and get a change of clothes..." She said slowly, her voice clearly apologetic. "I kinda...made plans." It wasn't a complete lie; she did plan to stay with Tybalt for the rest of the day, or even until everyone was called back to their real home; but at the same time, nothing about her stay was specific.

"I know, how about you and I get together later! We'll have lunch and make an' decorate cupcakes and bug Vincent and anything else you wanna do then!" She said after a moment of silence, and clearly not pausing until everything had come out. "I'll take a rain check on this one, How does that sound?" It made her feel better about not staying today, anyway!

Lance didn't even believe that Vidya would have accepted his offer for cupcakes. It was just an attempt to make her decide to stay. Not that he'd known she was going to leave again, but something told him that if he were in her shoes, and actually liked Tybalt (which would never happen, ever) then he probably would have liked to spend his time with his closer friend, too.

It hurt Lance to know that Vidya preferred Tybalt's company over his, but the best he could do was to separate himself from this pain.

"Alright," he said dismissivly, still choosing to ignore Tybalt completely.

He listened to Vidya's offer of taking a rain check, and then he looked at Tybalt, scowling softly.

"Somehow I think that you'll be delayed. So I'll just decline," he mumbled, "I don' like rain much, yet there seems to be too much of it lately,"

Lance turned away then, now giving Vidya the cold shoulder too. He'd never understand why she liked the bloody pirate so much. After all, he was immoral and rude and everything a person shouldn't be! And yet... There she was, choosing the featherbrained scoundrel over him.

Lance turned his head, addressing Dragonfly, and not Vidya or Tybalt, "I'll be upstairs mum,"

His excitement at having Vidya home had passed almost as quickly as it had come. Now all he wanted was for Tybalt to get out of his house, and to go out back and train alone for awhile.

"Oh dear," Dragonfly whispered, sighing heavily, and smiling weakly at Vidya and Tybalt, "Vidya- it's not your fault," Dragonfly felt the need to assure, "Boys- well. You know, rivalries run deep..."

Dragonfly shrugged her shoulders weakly.

Tybalt's fingers tightened slightly on Vidya's shoulder, and he stepped when she did. "If 'e thinks so little've ya as t' run 'n hide at me own mere presence, it's HIS loss an' no fault o' yer own," he muttered quietly, breath fanning over her headwing and ear. "Be strong an' don't lettim guilt y' inta anythin'." That was HIS job, thank you very much. A wing curled around Vidya protectively, possessively.

Any notion she had of following after Lance was utterly forgotten...though it wasn't all thanks to Tybalt's words. In actual truth, it was his breath over the feathers on her headwings that just added the final push to keeping her back; and his wing around her was now an added bonus. Shuddering softly even though she partially giggled, her eyes slowly closed as she leaned her head in the direction the breath-ruffled feathers were, as if tickled...though she was also trying to escape that too good feeling.

"Alright..." She breathed out, looking more submissive and docile than ever today. After a moment she shook her head, going to forcefully clear her mind, and blinking once it had been gone. Luckily, that mind-numbing affect didn't last long...but to make sure it wouldn't happen again (she wasn't fond of it...after she snapped out of that near-trance experience, of course), she shuffled away from Tybalt a little bit, just enough so his breath on her wings wouldn't have that drastic of an affect again. "Alright." She said again, though she cast a glance upstairs. She was also going to bring an excuse as to why she moved away from her Captain; the truth was embarassing. "I'm just gonna...go grab more clothes now!" Smiling brightly again, she darted away from her Aunt and Friend, going deeper into the house to pounce into the room she had claimed as her own.

When she returned, it was plain to see she had changed clothes. Instead of the white sweater and light jeans, she wore an open gray sweater with an orange tanktop underneath and a slightly darker pair of jeans than before. Apparently she had packed the articles of clothing that were much less worn, for one reason or another. She rarely wore jeans. As she wandered back into the front foyer, she was putting her winter coat back on, already looking like she was dreading to go outside.

"Thank you, Auntie...! For Everything." With a smile, she leaned up and gave Dragonfly a little kiss on the cheek. "I think we should go now...before I cause anymore trouble." This time, her voice had a tinge of guilt hidden within, but she passed it off with a laugh. "Tell Lance I'm sorry, but that I'm going to visit him whether he likes it or not!" She looked stubborn; and she was definately going to right every wrong she'd done, regardless if it was her fault or not. "And if you would please tell everyone else I said Hi...That'd be wonderful, thank you again!" Finally, she looked over at Tybalt, beaming happily.

"Ready to go back, then?" Half turning, she waved to her Aunt again.

"Joy." Vidya responded sarcastically, giggling light heartedly. Rolling her eyes a bit, she then turned abck to Dragonfly for the final time, picking up her bag and waving. "Okay, bye bye now!" With that, she thanked Tybalt for opening the door for her and then skipped outside into the cold and the snow.

Despite the hurt she'd felt from Lance, the rest of the day had gone on rather well. Like every time they hung around together, Vidya had gotten yelled at and Tybalt had gotten pounced on...in fact it was probably the latter that spawned the former. As Tybalt had originally wanted, Vidya stayed with him until Enoh called everyone back to the house; not that she really minded the prolonged sleep over at her Captain's house, of course! All in all, fun was had and Tybalt no doubt has a new vow to kill a kitten every single day for the next six months to make up for this entire fiasco.