"Thank you," Madeleine piped up at that statement. 'You still have to take back the decision that the world is against you. International warfare against one individual does not potentially result in offspring.' Pinning her familiar with a glare, the elemental pretended that thought had not likely been broadcast to the entire house. Which she knew it had. 'And it doesn't mean she can dawdle over throwing things on a fire,' Althea pointed out almost petulantly. 'She's making herself feel worse and won't listen to me.' And four books went onto the fire. No, she had no idea what they were about or how much they may have been worth. They weren't hers. See, now she could stick an entire box into the fire. Deliberately thinking about the trivial to keep her familiar out? Most definitely.
The sound of a dog landing on the ball she had just rolled - Oh, Mama will just love that. - Madeleine tried not to smile. Really, as much as she was very fond of her own familiar, constrictors weren't quite as amusing when it came to playing. Not unless you possessed the neverending patience Althea employed while she stalked things. Knight's reactions made her wonder yet again if he barked at traffic lights. She would ask, but - 'Zaviar, Madeleine wants to know if Knight barks at traffic lights. Or helicopters.' Really, the snake was not that far off being banished from the house herself. And no, she did not need reminding that she would never be able to keep that up because she was too paranoid. There was also the small fact that Madeleine liked having a familiar that bothered Chuckie. "At least it may keep him occupied for a while." She hoped. When it came to her mother, there was even more hope involved. "Your guess is as good as mine," she admitted somewhat reluctantly. "She excels at ignoring whenever someone shoots down her logic regarding why she needn't stay." She fell back into tugging at her necklace too easily. "I swear if I'd known she was coming I would have hidden you."