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*In Fenton's wake was a long wet line of black paint trailing behind him, the next time Trilla turned around to come back and get more paint and to re-paint Micha's hand, then she'd notice the now goo ball that ws Fenton. Right now the child was randomly placing her hand prints on her wine and black painting. Micha's hand was quickly drying up and he'd need more paint soon so he could continue what was starting to look like a messy circle or ball*

Micha: . . .

Trilla: 4laugh --and one here, and here, and here! heart

*Finally back for more paint, Trilla spots the snakey and globbly line of black paint from the can and follows it with her eyes until she spots an oozing ball of black. Needless to say her first reaction is a scream, not knowing that the black oozing ball of paint was really Fenton. Micha stops what's he's doing to briefly look back at his screaming sister*

Trilla: gonk Ahhhh!!

Micha: . . . ?

Trilla: gonk Ahh~ Micha! A paint monster! Step on it! Make it go away! Nnnnn!

*Trilla still didn't realize that the black dripping ball of goo was actually Fenton. Looking like something that had just come out of an oil spill, and that had crawled out of a can of paint just didn't scream Fenton, although it did make her scream. After a moment of silence Micha went back to painting, and disreguarded Trilla. Fenton should probably do the same, or at least somehow show who he was to the girl if she'd let him. In the distance the sound of a tipping garbage can is heard*

Micha: . . .

*Trilla would continue on her tangent for a few minutes more, but the goo ball didn't seem to be doing anything more than staring, though that in itself was feaking the child out. Finally outside the crash of three more trash cans are heard, probably right outside of the open doors, Eecheb was there now but could he hear what was going on inside the warehouse? By now Micha had wandered over to the can of paint himself to get more black paint so he could continue with his own masterpiece*

Trilla: gonk crying

Micha: . . .

*As Fenton started to tug on Micha's robe, Micha was just finishing his first play time, and finger painting as it was. It would take a minute or so before Micha lowered his hand then looked down to Fenton. What did the small creature want now? Did it want him to quell his sibling's cries? They were getting somewhat annoying. Eecheb's head pops in from the opposite side of the warehouse, he had heard Trilla screaming, like she had when at the dojo and the dead bugs had fallen on her near the bush in the woods, so he thought he'd check it out. As of yet this time Eecheb had not yet spotted the oozing black goo ball**

Trilla: gonk Ahh! Micha its trying to eat you~!

Micha: . . .

Eecheb: <.< ??

*Micha blinks again, seeing that Fenton was now a black bloob of goo. No wonder Trilla was screaming, Fenton was a mess, then again so was he. Would "mother" be cross with all of them, for being dirty like this? Now would be a good time for Trilla to be silenced, she'd carried on for too long now. Slowly looking back up at Trilla, Micha starts to move towards her, Eecheb continued watching from a far, and spots a huge black lump as Micha walks towards Trilla*

Trilla: gonk Uaah!

Micha: . . .

Eecheb: e.e ? Eww.

*Upon reaching Trilla, Micha's right hand swiftly grabbed her mouth and the surrounding area of his sister's face. Needless to say Trilla stopped crying right away out of shock. Trilla's eyes also reflected her shock, as the girl had no idea what Micha was doing. Either way he was successful in quelling her from making anymore noise. Trilla was also looking a tad pale after a few more seconds, of Micha holding her mouth shut. Eecheb finally decides to see what was going on and wanders in. Just what Micha was working on, could be seen easily from where Eecheb was. On the wall of the warehouse along side the twenty foot streaks of wine and black, there were some random black lines, and what looked like a messy ball with two un-painted spots 2/3 of the way up. Eyes? But what looked like that? Unless what Micha was painting was-- Fenton? So the boy had used Fenton as a template for his painting, a tiny black model for his art. Eecheb was about thirty feet from Trilla and Micha and getting closer*

Eecheb: <.< || What's up with her?

Micha: . . .

Trilla: x.x

*Once Eecheb was about fifteen feet away, Micha finally released Trilla, turned around then slowly started to wander off. It appeared as if he was leaving now that Eecheb was there; Trilla was looking a bit dizzy now*