Napoleon in Rags
Napoleon walked over to Deb at the tetherball court, feeling his heart racing as the fish in his hand oozed a mildly odorous slime.
"I caught you a delicious halibut," said Napoleon, handing over the fish to Deb.
Deb sighed. "This is the third fish this week. Don't you have any other gifts for me?"
"Just my Uncle Rico's time machine crystals, gosh!" said Napoleon.
"Why can't you draw me a nice portrait, like the one you did of Trish?" asked Deb.
"That frickin' idiot didn't even like it," said Napoleon. "She didn't appreciate all the shading I did on her upper lip!"
"Napoleon, if you don't draw me a nice portrait, we are through as a friendzoned couple," said Deb.
"Okay, I'll draw you," said Napoleon. So he sat down with his stationery and began drawing Deb. His drawing looked awfully like his liger.