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Amity heard the doorbell at the front of the mansion ring, and she took a deep breath and walked up to answer the door. The interaction with her father going through her head
"Your mother is coming, just to gather up her belongings seeing as she is no longer welcome here. It will only be for a short moment, so can you promise me that you will not try to give her any reason to have a fit?" Alador asked his daughter, as she sat in his office as he delivered the news
Amity scowled for a moment, then took a deep calming breath
"I can try, but I cannot make any real promises. I am still mad for her being fully aware of Belos' plan."
"I understand that, Mittens. But please try to be on your best behavior...." Aladaor said, rubbing at his goatee
Amity opened the door, eyes landing on the woman she once called mom staring at her with icy blue eyes
Odalia began to speak, "Daughter, still sticking with that horrible hair color I se....."
Aladaor heard the sound of angry footsteps storm past his office, as Amity stomped past with a scowl
He looked up, yelling to her as she passed "Is that your mother? How did....."
Amity could not even look him in the eyes and she headed to her room to put herself in time out, for the older woman's safety. She screamed in response
"PUNCHED HER IN THE FACE!!!!!"