Inky Paws

Chapter 1

This is hell.

This is literally hell.

For the first time in a long time, Pen had no idea what to do. Hunched over her desk for the past half hour, the woman just sat there with her pencil inches away from the paper while scattered around her were crumpled pieces of parchment paper with her hands and shirt stained in some areas with ink.

She slumped. By this point she was in her last paper, Pen had more but at some point her ink bottle had spilled all over the majority of it with only a few being salvage able.

Pen eventually gave up when she felt her stomach start to demand actual food other than junk food.

"Here you go my dear~!" Handing her a steaming plate of Jambalaya, Pen prayed that her face wasn't as hot as it felt but with the look that Angel Dust was giving her it was futile.

"T-thanks Alastor..." "Anytime dear!"

As soon as the Radio demon left, the woman shoved a spoon full in her mouth to avoid talking with the porn star but the man was not having it.

"Sooooo you sucked his dick yet?"

"ACH!!!" Choking, Pen began to rapidly pound her chest before giving up and shoving the rest of her water down her throat. Her neck snapped so fast that a sickening crack was heard while her face was cherry red.

"...I don't know what your talking about-" "Toots it's obvious you've got it down bad for Smiles."

Pen's cheeks were puffed in embarrassment, she thought that her simping over the walking red flag wasn't noticeable.

"...I have some sketches of Fat Nuggets for you...?"

"Seriously? WHERE?!"

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Slumped over her table, the depressed artist stared down at the piece of paper in dismayed. She knew that crushing on Alastor was bad, actually it was down right terrible. Pen couldn't even look let alone speak to the man before feeling her throat close up and her face heating up. Literally freezing like a deer in head lights.

"Damn..."

Bored, her hand mindless began to doodle the friends she's made so far while in hell.

First she drew Charlie as a Chibi goat, Angel with a raindrop had, Nifty in a roach costume...

By the time the page was filled up and colored, (at some point getting a paper cut from moving the page an inch) the last thing she did was Alastor...

As an Ugly ass cat.

"..." Actually it was ugly enough to actually seem cute. Like a pug, or a blob fish.

She yawned and cracked her back, body stuff from being slumped over for so long and got ready for bed

Snugged up in her sheets, she thought about what Angel said and felt dumb at how obvious her school girl crush was.

With that thought in mind, Pen fell into an uneasy sleep, not noticing a red blob slowly crawling out from the paper on the table.