Naturally, Bonnie responded in the same way most fire elementals would react to such a rude entrance/awakening. She hurled a firebolt at the offender's chest. What? It wasn't like it could hurt him. She knew it was Ryan. The most she could hope for was catching him off guard enough to singe a hole in his shirt before he could put it out. Even that was probably a stretch. For one, Ryan was sober. For another, he was a higher level than she was. Oh well, she could try. "The whole neighborhood knows you flaming douche!" Bonnie shouted, pulling the blanket up over her head. As a matter of fact, Bonnie didn't actually know that. She had on and off occasionally wondered if her flaming brother might have some potentially bi-flaming curiosities, but for the most part? Nah. He was too deeply in that eternal dudebro stage.
Bonnie stretched her feet out, accidentally nudging Endellion off the couch in the process. Endy gave an indignant YIP!, huffed, and scampered out of the room with her nose in the air. Bonnie sent a mental apology her way. Alright, I accept. I was hungry anyway, was Endy's reply. I have a haughty image to uphold, anyway. Bonnie grinned beneath the blanket.