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Muse puts Carl on the desk next to her before grabbing a piece of paper and some crayons. All day she kept seein’ a picture in her head and she hopes that maybe if she gets it out that it’ll go ‘way. She wouldn’t mind so bad if seein’ it in there didn’t make her feel all feather dustry and weird inside! She sticks out the tip of her tongue and gets to work.

( ((Here be the picture)) )