[You may note that your mother isn't at the door right away when you first come back; that is simply because she is freaking out—by freaking out, I mean perched on top of the counter hunched in a terrified little ball with a duster in hand.
She notes Mithos with some anxiety in her face.]
Mithos—you've got to help me! Th-there's a strange creature...!
[Said creature ribbits rather loudly in response. :|]
[Action] for when you get home |D;;
She notes Mithos with some anxiety in her face.]
Mithos—you've got to help me! Th-there's a strange creature...!
[Said creature ribbits rather loudly in response. :|]