Blaze chuckled and scratched the back of her neck a little nervously, "There are no snobs behind this door, believe it or not! Mom's a little outlandish, dad's a politician, and Ash is a moron. If you focus, you can sense this weird aura coming from my mom, like she's ready to get violent, but she always seems calm... Don't tempt fate, I guess?" the Time Patroller shrugged as she pushed open the double doors to the dining room.

"Hey, not dead or worse, just went out to find a job, 'sup family?" Blaze told everyone nonchalantly, like there was no problem with disappearing!

"You're still at school." Rikyu deadpanned, having no surprise that the kid was safe and sound.

"I can dream!" Blaze retorted, shrugging again before being hugged by her father. You could tell he was trying to lift her up in joy, but she was too damn heavy! He stopped trying eventually and settled for not being able to lift her.

"I was worried! Where have you been!?" Blaze's father demanded, though he seemed far more relieved than furious.

Blaze stood aside and dramatically waved an arm toward the other two guests. A purple-haired bowlcut, and a white-haired guy. Rikyu immediately seemed interested, seeing how one of them carried a freaking sword into her home! "Co-workers, family; family, co-workers!"

She seemed so much more confident here, where as back in the city of time, she would rather stay close behind Izzy than go explore by herself, or even talk to people. This was more like the kid's real self. 

"Hello... I'm Trunks, we uh...?" Trunks said quite sheepishly, looking to Izaroth to resolve the 'who the hell are we pretending to be?' question.