Days had gone by and Wendy still didn't feel like she fit in. Well, duh. She thought to herself, of course you fit in you're a girl. She had started to ease up a bit. She didn't just gobble up breakfast and dinner, and then go back to the tent. She stayed around a little longer now trying very hard to appreciate her food.
She even started to talk at the dinner table. The D-Tent boys talked a lot when they had the strength. The hottest topic was why she was there. But, Squid had promised he wouldn't tell. And she sure as hell wasn't going to. So they kept bombarding her with questions. Like, what football teams were winning which leagues and about what movies and actresses. Another hot topic (besides why she was there) was debating Caveman and Zero fates.
That day while the boys where talking, she sat there, drawing. She only drew one thing: Fairies, Plain and simple. She loved creating new ones then putting them down on paper. Her sketch book was another part of her life line. Usually when something happened to her she would created a fairy to go with it.
Wendy had been drawing since she was eight. So I'd say that she was rather good. In Wendy's world there was fairy for everything. By this time all the boys were looking at her curled up with her left hand scrawling across the paper her eyes wide with concentration. Suddenly, Armpit spoke up "What are you doing, anyway?"
"Say what?" she said not looking up from her drawing.
"I said 'what are you doing'?" Armpit said again. Twitch was nervously trying to look over her shoulder.
"Drawing" She said looking up, then she turned her head in Twitch's direction and said "What?"
"Can I see?" he asked really fast.
"Um, yeah I suppose." She said adding the finishing touches on her sketch, she then handed him her sketch book. He took it over to the rest of the boys. Now imagine the second and third Harry Potter books together. That's how big this book is.
"What do you draw?" Squid asked as her ponder over the pages.
"Fairies, you see it's like a journal only instead of writing what I see and do I draw it."
"You're good" Magnet said.
"Thanks" she said a little shocked. No one had ever complimented her on her work before.
It was going to take them a while look at them all. All of her pictures were colored. The guys took forever 'read' her journal. When they were done they had more questions for her.
"If this is like your diary then what's with this," X-ray said pointing to a picture of a fairy flying over a kitchen sink holding an engagement ring smiling evilly as if it were going to drop it.
"That's the fairy that rules over things that fall down the sink. She represent my mum, she threw her engagement ring down the sink a couple weeks ago." Wendy said.
"What about this one?" Zig Zag asked taking the book, flipping through it and then giving it her. The picture of a fairy standing in front of seven holes her hands was filled with dirt falling from them.
"My first hole" Wendy said, looking off into the distance as she were remembering it, she then added. "It's getting late, and I'm need to finish this." flipping to the colorless picture of a fairy bowing to a crab with the Cancer constellation in the background.
About half an hour later she was finished. And good thing to it was getting almost to dark to see. She put her large sketch book in her crate. And just as she was closing her eyes she heard a soft muffled cry.