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Kon was drawing Savannah a picture. He'd told her he'd draw her something once upon a time, but he couldn't figure out what to draw. He still couldn't figure out what to draw, so he was just doodling a little. There were a slew of papers spread out along the desk. This paper was a drawing of the jukebox. That paper was a rather crude attempt at drawing Savannah. Her portrait was crumpled up and thrown to the edge of the table. He wasn't exactly proud of it. Maybe he should take drawing lessons, although it wouldn't exactly be the same if it weren't Kyle.
Maybe he should do a drawing of the beach. It wasn't exactly like he was spoiled for choices around here. There was beach, more beach, jungles, and people and he couldn't draw people for the life of him.
Right. Maybe it was time to switch from pencils to crayons. He'd never been a kid and so he'd never gotten to play with crayons. It only took a few lines before he realized that drawing the beach like this was perfect. He could do it all in colors and it didn't matter if he was the best artist. He'd be able to get the sense of the thing and wasn't that the thing that was important? That picture got a place of honor next to him. Taking a breath, he picked out the red and yellow colors. He'd give her a picture of the S shield, too.
He felt someone coming up over his shoulder and he spoke without looking behind him. "Have any ideas for what I can draw for a friend of mine?" he asked.
(Note: The first person to see Kon will be Savannah who will be turning him blue and red with yellow - not blonde - hair. It is inspired by this picture.)
Maybe he should do a drawing of the beach. It wasn't exactly like he was spoiled for choices around here. There was beach, more beach, jungles, and people and he couldn't draw people for the life of him.
Right. Maybe it was time to switch from pencils to crayons. He'd never been a kid and so he'd never gotten to play with crayons. It only took a few lines before he realized that drawing the beach like this was perfect. He could do it all in colors and it didn't matter if he was the best artist. He'd be able to get the sense of the thing and wasn't that the thing that was important? That picture got a place of honor next to him. Taking a breath, he picked out the red and yellow colors. He'd give her a picture of the S shield, too.
He felt someone coming up over his shoulder and he spoke without looking behind him. "Have any ideas for what I can draw for a friend of mine?" he asked.
(Note: The first person to see Kon will be Savannah who will be turning him blue and red with yellow - not blonde - hair. It is inspired by this picture.)
