Painting Lesson

"Feli, it's so cute! I shouldn't do the rest," Maya said, waving her arms back and forth. "Hmm? But don't you want to color the kitty?" I curiously asked. "Yea but…you're such an artist, and I'm…not very great." I stared at the painted canvas and my paint brush. I grinned and handed her another paint brush. "I'll teach you how, is that alright?" Maya nodded, shaking from head to toe.

"Okay, pretend you spreading the last touching of icing on a cake with a butter knife." She gave a small smile, "You have to make long streaks but do it carefully." I handed out a palette of brown, black, white and grey. As I examined her flows of the paint, dabs of white here and there, Maya beamed at the finished result. "Wow! It's so amazing," I said in awe. "Vella~!" Maya gleamed as she hopped in my arms. "Thank you…fratello," she laughed happy with joy while clasping my hands, while were smaller than mine. "Ve~" My face warmed a tint of pink as I cheered along with her delightful voice.

*Side notes*

Malaria is a made-up country I came up with that popped up in my mind that is located beside the north-west of Italy. A few days later, I looked on the internet to see if it was real (So I don't copyright). Then, I found out that Malaria is a harmful disease 0-0'. So basically, it was a mere but bad coincidence. The more you know...