Zeraph chuckled slightly, though it was more a stuttering growl since he couldn't actually speak.<br/><span style="font-style: italic">Tis a bet, hun... </span><br/><br/><br/>Demi bristled at the others comments. It was his darn apartment! His food!! Why should he be feeding his mom's darn mutt AND these two people who BROKE IN!<br/><br/>Demetrius's face was literally red with anger as he stomped up to the other...who promptly ignored him and went to start taking out ingredients.<br/><br/>"My name is Demetrius!" He shouted at the others back, hands clenched in to fists as he growled and shook.<br/><br/>Zeraph took this opportunity to put in his quick gripe. "He loveeeeee being called Demi."<br/><br/>A snarl echoed from the kitchen to the living room and Zera mentally laughed.<br/><span style="font-style: italic"><br/>I think I'm helping you win the bet...heheheh...</span><br/><br/>Demetrius turned his attention quickly back to the man who was digging through his fridge and as he came back to put things on the counter Demi hopped up on it in to a sitting position, his legs dangling over the sides, not caring that he was covered in dirt and missing a shirt. He glared at Ryosho, baring small fangs.<br/><br/>"I don't need you to cook, let alone for that darn annoying mutt!" He looked a very mad child that was being ignored by mommy and daddy, heh.