The Painting and Slicing of Grapes

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Libra's POV

Staying still for multiple hours wasn't something I was planning on doing. Especially while holding a bundle of grapes.

Leo and Aqua had a debate on who was the better artist. It was supposed to be the two of them yelling at each other and showing off their portfolios. Magically, I was dragged into it and now I'm stuck posing for the both of them.

"I'm hungry guys."

"You can eat when we're done," Aquarius answered me. I was already agitated and his answer didn't help.

My joints were aching. My right wrist felt like I was getting carpel tunnel all over again. My back was sore. I was tired, because they woke me up from my nap to do this and it's been six hours. I haven't eaten anything since breakfast and now my right to eat was being revoked.

"I'll eat when I goddamn feel like it," I snapped back.

"We'll give you a break in a few minutes. I'm almost done unlike your boyfriend."

"Art takes time!"

"Art is taking my time," I slyly remarked. If Aquarius ever makes me do this crap again, I'm probably going to dump him. "Leo, how far is he?"

"Working on the line work."

"I'm going to go get me a bag of chips."

"No! You can't move!" Aquarius cried.

"Last time I checked, I'm not immobile."

I made my way down to the kitchen and grabbed a bag of flaming hot Cheetos. I came back to see messed up canvas, Aquarius's face seeming drained from shock, and a snickering Leo.

"Libra, Bellissimo, Sweetheart."

"What?"

"He sneezed and messed up his piece. He wants you to sit here for another six hours so he can start over," Leo explained.

"No. How I pose for two minutes and you take a picture?"

"But then it's not a still life."

"And I've never been so still in my damn life."

"Please Bellissimo?"

"Take a picture or we're done."

"You wouldn't break up with me over such a trivial reason, would you?"

"You wanna try me?"

"No."

I actually wouldn't break up with him. I just needed to use fear to get my way.

Capricorn's POV

"Hey babe." A small pair of arms wrapped around my torso. I could tell who it was by the braided bracelet on the dainty wrist.

"Hey darling."

"I needed to tell you something."

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