"<span style="color: #5900b3">What do you mean? Larry the Imp is most definitely real and he's my best friend when you're mad at me." </span>She walked over to the jar and pretended to talk to it then stuck her tongue out at Anna.<span style="color: #9999ff"> "Oh, make warm? Chi-Chi can do that!"</span>The hatchling took a deep breath and blue a tiny puff of purple smoke at her bit of dough, but all she did was turn it blue and cover it in spit and tomato juice.<span style="color: #9999ff"> "All warm now. Eat it Momma! Bread is yummy!" </span>She held the sticky mess up to Ashia with a wide smile and Vyre looked away to hide her laughter again.<span style="color: #5900b3">"I will have you know, Anna, I did nothing. Chiren ate her snack and Inaara threw a fit over it. But because I'm just an amazingly kind, wonderful, humble, and amazing person I volunteered to clean up the mess."</span><span style="color: #9999ff">"I not take it. Belith and sisters take things from Momma Anna's food room. Belith can't eat motato so I take and have Momma Veer and Momma Momma let Chi-Chi eat it."</span><span style="color: #5900b3">"I'm jealous my children will never as amazing as Chiren is."</span>Vyre looked to be on the verge of tears from trying to suppress her laughter.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>