Crafty, Hoppy and Dogday were sitting in an empty space in the middle of all those pictures, the rabbit made a small bandage on the unicorn's arm due to the cut, and the horse, even with just one hand, made a drawing on a small notepad with a red colored pencil.
— Hmmm… so why do you like cutting yourself? — asked Dogday a little afraid that he had asked a slightly wrong question.
— I… like red… and also pain — said Crafty without a smile, she didn't seem to like being interrupted because of her tastes.
— Interesting, I think… and the frames? You painted it, right?
— Hehe… yes, I painted them all — she smiled, lifted her head and looked around.
The paintings had an abstract painting, they were things that made no sense to Dogday, some had a mix of strange colors, others with deformed people in landscapes, almost often blue or green. Perhaps the most common is a painting where there is a painted flower, red and with lines as if it were splashes of paint.
— Oh, and that painting over there? The one with the flower? — the dog pointed to the frames, it wasn't very far away.
— Ah... it's a poppy flower, I'm proud of it because I made it in the color I like most! — he said smiling while Hoppy finished the dressing.
— Yes, we know it's red, but I didn't like knowing that this painting was painted with your blood! — said Hoppy, closing a first aid kit, and then placing Crafty on his lap, then hugging her.
— Yeah, you're the only one who doesn't like him... I don't feel sad because you have a good reason for that — Crafty snuggled into the wool of Hoppy's sweater, she smiled and then sighed.
“Blood… the canvas was painted with her blood… now how did she not die from bleeding? And how did the picture not get darker? Even because the blood clots and darkens”.
— Hum!! That's right!! Hey Dogday, remember I said I had a friend who can get something out of a necklace? In this case, a weapon? — said Hoppy very excitedly.
— Oh, hum… yes? — replied shyly — but wouldn't it be Picky? Because she also has a necklace, if I'm not mistaken it's an apple…
— Yeah, but she doesn't do it because she wants to... but in this case, the friend who gets it is this one from here! Come on Crafty, show me what the brush looks like! — Hoppy had a very energetic smile as he looked at the little unicorn.
— Hum? Do you want me to show him my special brush? You sure? — she said a little nervously.
— Yes, he is trustworthy, if he wasn't, he wouldn't even be here!
Crafty agreed with the bunny, then she got up from Hoppy's lap and stood between the two, her necklace was a flower with seven petals with different colors, the colors of the rainbow. Closing your eyes and breathing, the necklace glowed and moved a little, a flow of magic was felt like a warm breeze.
— Come to me treasure, even if it is not to be used in the correct way... come — she held the necklace, the glow became stronger and stronger and beams were created between Crafty's fingers.
Soon she pulls something, still shiny it was possible to see, Crafty raises his arm, and opening his hand, a small brush appears, but it quickly grows, becoming practically twice Hoppy's height. The handle of the brush was brown and stained with some colors, the bristles had only the tip with black paint.
— WOW!! — said Dogday with a twinkle in his eyes, his tail was wagging strongly and then he got up from the ground to get closer to that relic — I've never seen anything like it! Beautiful!

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Smiling Critters: Ancestra Au (Cancelled)
FanfictionDogday is an orange puppy who was raised in an orphanage, with problems that were soon resolved. The story takes place in a large city called Estella, on a mega continent called Ancestra, the place is magical, so practically everyone has some magica...