"There'd better be some moonpeaches left when the two of you are done," Bumi had called over one shoulder at the retreating forms of Appa and Momo. As if he knew them all too well, which...he kind of does.

"Well I'm sure you will at some point, or we're all going to look pretty foolish."

Bumi laughs, and then scratches at his beard.

"Okay, when I went after BumJu with the sweater Pema was in the kitchen making breakfast, and Tenzin was in his office doing...I have no idea what he does in there, actually. So let's go there and bother him in his natural environment. See if we can't make the back of his head come flying off in shock, eh?"

Bumi lives for this sort of thing. It's his entire purpose for existing.