I didn't understand Pink's painting at all. Why would she paint Grouchy the way she did? He's a brute, yet Pink painted him in a way that made him seem as delicate as glass. Maybe that was the way she thought he should be painted. I don't know, I'm a cat, not an art critic. But I do enjoy the treats she gives me if I'm positive about it. But looking at her side of the painting, I understand what Pink was going with. Maybe it's because I spend so much time with her and Leader in their 'quiet time' and can sense their spirits, or because I'm a cat. Either way, she was right on the mark as the picture showed her surrounded by white streaks that looked like ghosts. Spooky, but they were the closest she's come yet to showing the element of spirit. Achoo! "Oops! Sorry, Klunk! Didn't mean to drop this old chalk." I rub my irritated nose and meow. When I open my eyes, I see Pink and Grouchy talking. Grouchy's holding his hand that looks red, saying something about a cut, and Pink looked concerned. I follow them to Genius' lab, and see Pink set Grouchy on a chair. Grouchy's grumbling, until he sees me and chuckles. "Curious lil' kitty, ain't ya?" I purr against his leg, wanting him to feel better, but I get another chuckle. What was so funny? "M'hurt in my hand, Klunk." Grouchy picks me up and sets me in his lap, and I quiver seeing the blood on his hand. "Jus' a lil' blood." "A little?" I turn my head seeing Pink with a bandage and some sharp smelling stuff. "I've had worse," Grouchy says, in a voice that sounds weird. It was deeper than usual, and it almost had a purr like I did. Pink smirked and opened the stinging stuff, whispering, "Oh, I know, just makes you that much more attractive." Whoa. Now, I may be a cat, but I'm not naive. I've known from Cat-dad that Pink and Grouchy loved each other. I didn't expect them to act like this, though. I looked away when they kissed, not quite used to that. But I really wasn't prepared for Grouchy's scream. "Gah! Dammit, Liz, that stung!" "Oh, please. How else was it gonna kill the germs? Now stop being a baby and hold still so I can get this bandage on you." 5 more minutes of arguments, kissing (bleh!), and cursing, Grouchy's hand was taken care of. "There, was that so bad?" Pink spoke softly as she carressed Grouchy's jaw. Grouchy hugged her close and kissed her cheek. (That I could handle) "Only you can do that to me, Liz. Only you." I rolled my eyes and meowed, feeling hungry. Pink chuckled. "Sounds like someone's hungry. I'll fix dinner, what are you hungry for? Besides me." I gagged at that last part, but Grouchy laughed. "Chicken and rice bake okay with you?" "It's only my favorite. You know that." I got out of the lab and went to the living room, pawing at the Frozen DVD case. "'Ey, easy, furball. Don' wantcha scratchin' the thing," Grouchy said as he put in the disc. I enjoyed this movie a lot, and cuddled up to Grouchy. "Aww!" I huffed hearing Pink. "That's adorable!" Adorable? I'm not adorable! But I am hungry! I meow happily as I get some food, and chow down!