The mood in the room is like champagne. Bubbling over. I have just dropped a bombshell, but if anything, the effect is similar to one of those fizzy vitamin C tablets. Everyone is brimming with curiosity, excitement, indignation, and a whole host of other emotions. The fact that a legendary creature, reputed to be dangerous, wants to live with us is nothing new. Wendigo Will already set the precedent, and he seconds Owlman as a permanent Wendigo Inn resident. The vote is unanimous.
Daji and I serving as temporary Emperor and Empress of Xanadu won't go over so well. Mom sucks air through her teeth, while Odin makes little "pops" of thunder, and Fuxi stomps around. Leave it to Fuxi to be the most aggrieved at Kubla Khan's request.
"This Coleridge is not worth the potential danger to the inn," Fuxi fumes, smoke streaming out of his snout. "Absolutely not."
"But it's Xanadu," Athena argues.
"Yes, and they already endangered my son," Mom snaps.
