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{~Colourful Chaos~}

Requested by: Me

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~Cringe~
~OOC?~
~Fluff~
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3RD PERSON P0V

Once upon a time in a quaint little village, there lived two best friends, Aypierre and Bad. They both were famous artists in the community and had a unique bond that extended beyond their shared passion for creativity. They had two young children, Dapper and Pomme, who were as full of energy and imagination as their fathers.

One sunny morning, Aypierre and Bad decided to have a fun day with their kids, so they gathered all the necessary supplies for a finger painting session in their backyard. The children were thrilled at the idea of getting messy with colors and creating their own masterpieces.

As they set up their painting station, Aypierre and Bad shared stories of their own childhood days of finger painting and how much fun they used to have. Dapper and Pomme listened intently, their eyes wide with excitement as they waited for their turn to dip their fingers in the colors.

The fathers instructed the children on how to mix colors and create different patterns with their fingers. Dapper, being the more meticulous one, carefully planned out his painting, making sure every detail was perfect. Pomme, on the other hand, was more spontaneous and free-spirited, splashing colors everywhere and creating a beautiful mess.

As the day progressed, the backyard was filled with laughter, chatter, and the sound of little hands squishing paint. Aypierre and Bad marveled at the creativity of their children, each painting reflecting their unique personalities and styles.

Dapper's painting was a vibrant landscape, with meticulous brush strokes and attention to detail. He had created a beautiful sunset scene with a majestic mountain in the background and a serene lake in the foreground. His use of colors was subtle yet striking, and it was clear that he had inherited his father's artistic talent.

Pomme's painting, on the other hand, was a kaleidoscope of colors and shapes, a whimsical interpretation of her wild imagination. There were splashes of pink, green, and purple everywhere, blending together in a riot of color. Her painting was a reflection of her free spirit and boundless creativity.

As the sun began to set, Aypierre and Bad looked at each other with a sense of contentment. Their children had created beautiful works of art, each painting a reflection of their unique personalities and talents. They knew that this day would be etched in their memories forever, a day filled with laughter, love, and creativity.

As they cleaned up the mess and bid farewell to their friends, Aypierre and Bad promised to make finger painting sessions a regular occurrence in their household. They knew that these moments of shared creativity and bonding were precious and would help strengthen the bond between their families.

And so, as the stars twinkled in the night sky, Aypierre and Bad tucked their children into bed, their hearts full of love and gratitude. They knew that no matter what challenges life threw their way, they would always have each other and their shared love for art to see them through. And that, they knew, was all they needed to live a happy and fulfilling life.

{~Notes~}

I'm still so tired...

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Word count is 540