Chime stared up at West as his hand approached, a squeaking protest following. Noone was allowed to pet him but his Master. He was just lucky that Klaus stopped him or else West might have lost a finger or everything but a finger. Glaring at the fortunate boy, the familiar huffed and puffed up its cheeks in a sort of annoyed pout. Looking rather like a pufferfish, he refused to say more. No one knew if they should be glad, creeped out or overwhelmed by the adorability of it. Either way, Chime seemed to be mad if not merely annoyed. Holding his breath like a spoiled child, did demonic familiars even need to breathe? It was hard to tell if his face was turning purple or not against his fur.

 It was Klaus who broke the silence first, making Chime release half a breath and turn his unblinking stare to him. With another huff, the little ball of fur was gone in place of a small purple eyed human, dressed in a similar purple hoodie. Glaring up at Klaus, even in human form Chime was rather small sized, "First of all, you don't call me Chime, you call me Teacher. And if you wanna suck up to my Master, you're gonna have to play your cards right."

 He turned, holding his hands behind his back and his head high, "Master absolutely loves treats. No apples. Anything sweet though! " He grinned slyly, his sweet tooth impatient. 
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 "Yeah...." He breathed softly and smiled to himself, "Is that you giving me permission to sneak out?" He asked, "I can still sneak over to your room, you can gimme the midnight tour or something. Show me the secrets." He laughed, the sound ending in a dry cough making him turn away and hack into his hand. 

 "S-Sorry..." He murmured, his voice raspy. His throat felt really sore, he rubbed his adam's apple gently. Trying to clear his throat, he leaned away. Licking his lips, "Maybe we oughtta go back now."