I was one for being anxious. One for sarcasm. One for negativity. But, I'm one for art as well.
When I first came into Thomas's mind. I was new to the place and while looking around, I seemed to find a corner of the mind used for Thomas's arts and crafts talent. It was colorful and I hated it, but it was abstract and special. Think of it like this:
A large palace-looking place with irrational twists and turns. Stairs on ceilings. Carpets on walls. Every room for a different principle of art.
I was most interested in the body painting. It was soothing and it was the only place where you wouldn't make a mistake. The model, boy or girl, never moved.
In that corner of the mind, I was known as "Peintre de Corps". Also known as 'body painter''.
Though, it gets lonely sometimes, even with the multiple french guys running around in beret hats. Pretty stereotypical if you ask me.
I decided I will go see the other peronas. But, being me, I had a very interesting plan.
One way or the other, they were going to know about my talent of body painting, so I decided to paint myself. Pretty difficult, but the french guys help a lot.
I painted myself as a tarantula. Something to scare the others. It looked something like this when it was done.
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But, it had to dry and it was so itchy!
-le time skip-
The paint had finally dried and I look awesome!Now to put my plan into action...
Logan was sitting in the commons, monitoring Thomas. Perfect...
I had sticky gloves and shoes on so I could climb the walls and make it more realistic.
I climbed up quickly, already startling him a little bit.
Side note:I had with me a box of fake cobwebs, which I'm hanging up right after I scare Logan.
I did a generic hiss which made him look up to see me on the wall. His face full of terror. I jumped down at him, only I was upside down on my back so I was a little hard, but he still looked pretty terrified.
I was deafened by his screams of terror. Jesus, his voice is deeper than I thought. I climbed back up the wall and he immediately dashed out of the room.
I hung up all the cobwebs. The room literally wasn't visible. I turned off the lights making it look like the power went out and hid in the shadows of the top corners of the room.
All I see is Prince. Wait, no, no, no, NO!He has his sword with him unsheathed. He was going to try to kill me!
"Come on you monster!Come out!"he raised his sword higher. I tried the hiss, but he didn't even blink and started cutting the cobwebs.
Slight problem, my gloves and shoes aren't sticky anymore and I'm hanging onto this web for dear life right now!
I took the risk and jumped at him.
"DEAR LORD THAT HURT!!!!!!!!"I yelled on the ground."I thought you were scared of spiders Princey!!!"
He looked down at me, while holding my stomach while red mixed with the browns and yellows, causing me to pass out a little.
"Anxiety?!"he dropped hi sword."Oh god I'm sorry!!!"
And all I saw was pitch black.
-another time skip...-
I woke up on my bed. My skin was clear that's good.
I tried to sit up, only feeling a large sting causing me to yelp in pain. As soon as that was released, I saw Princey standing in my doorway with worry on his face.
"Why did you stab me yesterday?!"he looked surprised at my sudden outburst."Also, I thought you were scared of spiders. Why not a giant man-eating tarantula?"
He sat on the bed next to me.
"Because that tarantula was attacking my friend. It's amazing what a simple act of courage can bring"he got up and walked out of the room.
It took me nearly three hours to make. Also, all credit goes to BBCanimefangirl for the prompt and I thought to make her wish come true by making EVERY prompt into a shot. As of now, she created 86 of them. I have a three day weekend so I'll be writing a lot!
