Hehehe...name's Dumbledore. Please do ignore the hideous underslashes in my name for I was adopted from the pound because my owner's kind like that.
What's not kind about her is her incessant zapping of me; alas, my gender has been switched rather often. I was originally male, mind you. Last I remember I was a (female) yellow Mynci, and then I changed to Darigan. She's going to keep me this way because she's always wanted a Darigan colored pet.
My little sister (even though she's technically older than me. Go figure) Nona is fond of called me "Dummie." I realize she's a child, but this gets on my nerves, although not nearly as much as Bwanius hates being called Bwannie.
He thinks that he's sooo evil but he doesn't even know what evil is. Evil isn't being a fluffy wuffy bwunny wabbit with fangs. NO. Evil is disregarding all that is good in this world for your own selfish reasons. It's being nefarious and cold. He's none of those things. And neither am I, to be quite frank. Looks can be deceiving.