Speaking:
Gold | Thinking:
Red
Having eaten his fill, Claude set his knife and fork down with a small sigh of contentment. That hit the spot. For a while, he sat there staring at nothing, and the blank look on his face; eyes half lidded as if he were about to fall asleep, wouldn't have done much to deny the fact that he was thinking of nothing either.
Of course, whether Claude was thinking or not was something to guess.
Eventually, he moved. Head moving slowly like the tinman in Oz before they got rid of the rust, Claude looked down on the plate as if it contained something precious.
Nothing but a plate licked clean stared back at him. Drat.
Turning around, Claude looked hopefully at the other plates.
As if answering his not-quite-thought of prayers, a half empty plate winkled at his direction. Claude smiled to himself, pleased, quickly drawing it towards him.
Eureka!
Using the knife and one side of the fork, Claude began to play with his food, spreading it out onto the plate with a look of concentration on his face. The brown sauce formed the face, the crushed peas formed the eyes and the mash potato formed the mouth.... Wait, that wasn't right. Tilting his head a little to the side, Claude shot a critical look at the 'painting' he was creating. No, that didn't work. It needed a little more... Color.
Hmm.
Shoving the mashed potato and other leftover solids to the edge to create a circle, Claude's eyes narrowed in a look of concentration as he molded and adjusted the brown sauce inside the white fort. Grabbing a glass of leftover apple juice, Claude mixed it with a bit of white mashed potato before using the gold-tinted semi solid to form a circle. Without looking up, Claude reached for his own glass of orange juice and added it to the painting, using his spoon as a measuring place and a fork for the spreading.
Soon enough, a crude drawing of a smiley face was finished. Caught in the mood, Claude's lips tilted upwards almost imperceptibly in a smile as he continued to make smiley faces elsewhere, and many other faces too.
As he made them, the paintings gave off a faint glow before appearing in real life. The effect was similar to a 2D sticker coming off the wall into a 3D sticker - as the smiley face came off the plate with a shake, the part that made it into the air turned real, until a brown smiley face with happy orange eyes and brownish mouth that looked like a cartoon bounced around in the kitchen.
It was joined by a whole batch of smiley faces of different colors, until Claude got bored and started making different smiley faces. A sad orange face cried silently as it moved around the kitchen, and an angry monster face chased the other smiley faces. They were easy to control thanks to the simplicity of their creation, and by the time Claude had done making the eighth one, which we looked like an orange cat with brown eyes and strips, the rest of the Smileys were bouncing around the kitchen, as if curious about their surroundings.
One of them bounced happily to Sara. It was silent, but it danced around her head like a bubble. It was joined by another smiley face, and a third, but after a few seconds of smiling the one with jagged lips chased after them, playful like a pair of tussling dogs.
It'd look adorable at first, the four playing together. Then the one with jagged lips opened its mouth in a silent roar, and in that moment it looked exactly like a monstrous monster.
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Speaking:
#8A0707 | Thinking:
#cdd81d
Ken smiled as he headed up to the roof. Staying here was fun! And he thought he'd spotted Isuel up on the roof too! Popping his head up through the window, the redhead smiled cheerily at Isuel, eyes wide and anticipatory.
"Isuel!" He chirped brightly, grinning widely at her.
"Can we fight today please please pleeaaassee?" He drew out the word whiningly, hoping that it'd helped with getting her to fight him.
Not that she did the last time he asked her, but that was ok! Maybe she'd agree this time! Eagerly, he waited for her response, fully prepared to continue chasing her if she refused.