Wolfgang cringed as Danny's hair was pulled none too gently. He could hear the hair struggling to stay in, a sound like tuning guitar strings. The golem mage imagined Danny must have been in a lot of pain, but it couldn't be helped. For now, he just wanted to stay out of the psychotic familiar's way. Mr. Chartarum may have been pretty cool, but his familiar was one sick puppy. Er... kitty. He couldn't help himself from chuckling just a bit, though.

West didn't believe in laying low. "Ahahaha! You can sing and rhyme! Oh my gosh," He vocalized stupidly, reaching out to pet the cute little ball of fuzz, rescued only when Klaus gently lowered his hand. Chime could be mad, but not nearly as mad if West had gone through with petting the demonic critter. Though he was joking around, he did it only to conceal the chills that were running down his spine. 

Klaus appeared to be deep n thought. Now, how could he speak to Chime without getting him angry? Insults hardly bothered him but he didn't need his new favorite teacher hating him because his familiar made up lies. "Uh, Mr. Chime, how do we... encourage Mr. Chartarum to take us with him on missions?" 
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Sighing contently as his brother put an arm around his shoulders, Sterling leaned back into his brother. "I wish we could be roommates..." He murmured softly as he reveled in the warmth and humor that was his brother. "Well, you're not going to kick my ass without my help,so if you get too good, I'll... level the playing field a bit." He threatenedmeith a laugh. "And yeah, us smart kids take breaks. It's after this class. " 

He felt strange without Chime. They were never a mile apart, and he knew his beloved familiar was close. But it was a feeling of nakedness, of vulnerability. His brother wasn't a spectacular mage, so how would they defend themeselves if someone attacked them? "I don't need to sneak out. You probably need to though."