"Aunt Kitty Cat!"
"Don't you call me that, Punk!"
"You are so not a morning person."
Carmilla threw a pillow at Kylie, who was standing at the doorstep.
She did have a mixture of her parents' in her DNA because she was, "one hundred percent bonafied kick-ass royalty", as her Mama had put it.
Since she was the product of True Love, her magic was a beautiful color that was indescribable because it changed colors.
"You can't just barge into my room every time you want to talk to me. You'll give me a damn heart attack."
"But you're dead."
Carmilla rolled her eyes, "Shut up."
"Aunty Yellow Pillow, Aunty Kitty Cat is being a bitch."
Laura stuck her head in, "Only I can call my wife that."
"What?!"
"In bed."
"Gross. This is meant to be PG-13, not Triple X."
Carmilla threw the yellow pillow at her tiny gay human wife.
"Hey, I almost dropped the most precious thing in the world to me!"
"I thought it was me?"
"No, it was a Creampuff!"