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"Mum...I'm not a little brat anymore. Don't bring that spoon any closer." Cygna warned and rolled his eyes - I mean, eye.

"But Cyggy, you grew up too fast! One day you're an adorable child and now you're badmouthing your mother? Shame on you! Now open that mouth!" I scolded and persisted in tryint to shove the spoon of mush into his mouth. Unlike the lil child Cyggy I knew so well, this rebel teen was STRONG!

"Miss Luuuuuuna, Master Cygna is not a little child anymore. Please, you're only embarassing yourself. Again." Lui sighed.

Mimzy, Zach, and Chicky were sitting at the opposite side of the living room, sipping their tea (in Chicky's case, taking a bath in it) and shaking their heads among themselves.

"Mum, don't get me wrong, but you're way too overprotective." Cygna told me sternly.

"Well of COURSE I'm overprotective of you! You're the second-in-charge of this crazy family so you have to be raised properly!"

"Yeah...raised properly..." Mimzy muttered, "With ravenous orphans, predator-and-prey pets, and the owner who's the craziest of them all..."

"Cheep cheep."

"Hear, hear!" Lui translated Chicky's words with a deep nod.

I turned towards Chicky and scratched my head. "By the way, Chicky, where IS Fangy?"

"Cheeeeeps."

"Running around causing havoc in the middle of our neighborhood and smashing the fountain open because you told him that your pretend siblings were hiding inside it?" I repeated incredulously.

"Cheep."

"And that he's already devoured twelve noobs, twenty-six houses, and a whole acre of land worth millions of gold? Wow, way to go, Chicky! Don't you agree, Lui?" I grinned and asked the bear.

Lui answered by executing a perfect facepalm.

"Oi, oi, oi... Mum, you should really get Fangy a leash before he kills someone."

"Oh, it's not that bad, Cyggy dear. Just let him romp about and eat his fill(so that we won't have to feed him dinner). Ah, by the way Cygna, where on earth did you get such a grim-looking motorcycle?" I shifted my eyes towards the window, where outside stood a gleaming black motorcycle with two crimson headlights that resembled eyes.

"I made it. It's cool, right?"

"Hm, I suppose. But I'll only let you keep it if I get to ride on it too, you hear?" I smiled devilishly. These days, my evil grins have been working effectively. Probably because I imitated Cygna's style of black and with black feathers for hair.

Cygna smiled mischievously, his eye twinkling. "Heh...are you sure, mum? It takes a lot of guts to take a spin on MY motorcyce. You'd never last long, mum."

"I'll take that challenge, young man!"

"Miss Luna, riding a motorcycle isn't a proper thing for a lady to do!" Lui shrieked.

"There she goes again..." Mimzy sipped the last drop of her tea.

"Cheep."

All of a sudden, Barph came tumbling out of the fridge. Loudly. "Hmmmrrgghgh...." he muttered and spat out a half-eaten drumstick and rubbed his eyes. "Hrrrggghhhh...I'm cold."

Tiny Tom and Scuppers walked towards us sheepishly (and adorably). "I'm sorry, Lady. Barph was eating at the furniture and your pets, so we had to stick him in the fridge..." Tiny Tom muttered.

"Me too. We should have stuck in in a hole instead." Scuppers sighed.

I couldn't possibly be mad at these two cute boys. "Aw, it's ok. Your Big Bro Cygna will help you guys clean up after the mess and bury Barph somewhere in the backyard." I told them with a pat on each head.

"What - Mum I don't want to -"

"Cyggy, I'll take a spin on your motorcycle!"

"Mum - Hey -"

"Take good care of them, you hear me, Cygna? Remember to feed the pets, bathe the dogs, bury Barph, and babysit the whole family until I hopefully come back, ok? Bye~" before Cygna could stop me from leaving the house by ramming me with his wheelchair, I snatch the keys from the drawer and fly out the door as fast as Fangy chasing a noob. In other words, QUICK AS LIGHT.