...yelling doesn't make a thing any more possible.
There's no way the new chimney will fall down, Lu. Not with you in charge. It wouldn't dare.
Life was simple when you were a Shield Bug.
Don't go to the circus.
Been having a fight with your blankets, Septimus?" A familiar voice echoed down the chimney. "Looks like you lost," the voice continued with a chuckle. "Not wise to take on a pair of blankets, lad. One, maybe, but two blankets always gang up on you. Vicious things, blankets.
Things have a habit of working out, you know. Eventually.