Paint
The brush softly glided across the canvas. This was her stage, she was the star, and she was going to make a masterpiece. Her art would be critically acclaimed by the time she was of age, she knew it! Her heart raced with the adrenalin that creations often gave an artist. It was nearly complete, just one or two more strokes…
"Done!" she cried. "It's perfect!"
She spun around her room and giggled, not caring that her still wet brush splattered globs of color all over her walls and smock. Her celebration was short lived, however, as footsteps slowly meandered up the staircase that led to her room. The door creaked open, and a head of white poked in with a glower.
"Relm! How many times do I have to tell you to go to sleep?" her elder stepped into the room and looked around at the "art" that stained the walls. "What have you done, look at this mess!"
"Grandpa!" the girl bounded towards the man. "I finished it, finally!"
Her mood could not be deterred by his eventual scolding. She took her Grandfather's hand and pulled him towards her workshop.
"It took me some time to figure out what shade of green I needed: All of my shades were too harsh, or too light. So I mixed them together and got the perfect shade I needed and finally completed it!"
The old man stood before a portrait of a grove. The trees looked as if you could smell them, the grass as if you were standing upon it. And in the middle of that grove, was a chocobo with feathers as bright as gold. Its eyes were filled with a playful air, and it looked as though it was sitting there, simply waiting for the spectator to ride it. The man was aghast: his Granddaughter had made this?
"Relm…"
"Yeah?"
"This is beautiful!" the man cried. He hugged the little girl warmly. "I'm going to show this to the Mayor first thing in the morning."
"R-really!? Grandpa I—"
His eyes went from joy, to disciplinary.
"But never be up this late again! And clean up this mess at once!" he shouted.
Without another word, the elderly man stormed out of the room and slammed the door behind him. The girl sighed.
"Oh, why me!"
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A/N: Eh, not my favorite, but just wanted to get another one out since it's been awhile. Not used to writing these two, so I hope I did them justice!