Title: The Potato Drawing

Rating: K

Summary: Coo is haunted by thoughts and doubts because of Piyoko's drawing of him, Ky and Rik. Slight PiyoCooness. Ficlet, or whatever the heck you wanna call it. Written for AnimeKittyCafe.

A/n: First of all, I've only seen a few episodes of Leave It To Piyoko, (but all of Digi Charat) and I don't have their characters down perfectly yet, so please no flames if I am a bit OOC. I just wanted to be nice and write a PiyoCoo fic for AKC. Even if it's very, very short. I'll write a longer oneshot later maybe when I am more confident with the characters and their personalities. Maybe.

Coo walked up to Piyoko later day after singing the drawing song about fifty times. His mind kept drifting back to that original drawing she had made of him, Rik, and Ky. It just didn't make any sense. He didn't look like a lumpy old potato…did he? He looked around the yard frantically for a mirror or a pond to check, but he found none.

As he grew closer to the princess of planet Analogue, he was haunted by new thoughts. What if Piyoko really was a great artist? What if he did look like a potato? What if he was that ugly? What if- He stopped himself before more horrible images entered his mind, as he got closer and closer. He stopped in his tracks. He couldn't let Piyoko see him like this! Well, it wasn't as if she hadn't seen him before but still…How could he let a cute girl like her see him look like a lumpy old potato?

"Coo!"

He froze. Oh no. It was her. She was calling him! He sighed and squared his shoulders, he was going to have to face her one day. "Uh…Piyoko?"

She ran to him, a large smile on her face, her precious drawing still in hand. "I want you to have it."

"What?"

"It's my best drawing ever, pyo."

He blushed, not only at the fact that it, in actuality wasn't very good, but also that she would be sweet enough to offer it to him. "I-uh…well…"

"Don't you want it, pyo? I made it for you, pyo." She asked, still holding it out to him.

"Well, I suppose…" He started, then stopped mid sentence. "Do I really look like that?" He nearly shouted. "I mean, what in the heck is it? It's a potato, and a very ugly one at that."

Her eyes filled with tears. "Even if it was a potato, I'd think it was a handsome one, pyo."

His face fell and he was suddenly filled with guilt as he looked at the drawing again. It really wasn't so bad…In fact, it was quite good for an eight-year-old princes who had never had any training. And when he looked at it for a long time, squinting, with one eye close, his head tilted…Nope. Still didn't look anything like him, but it was the thought that counted, wasn't it?

He sighed and took the drawing, a new smile on his face. "Thank you, Piyoko."

"You're welcome, pyo!" She said, hugging him tight, a wide grin replacing her frown immediately.

He smiled and hugged her back. This was worth having to deal with a thousand potato drawings.

The End

A/n: Okay, I tried to make it cute and fluffy, but it probably wasn't that great. It's my first Digi Charat fic, so please, please review and I promise that I won't blow up the world. LOL