What Scribble spied perched on the edge of her cooler was a tiny micro dragoness, maybe five inches tall total - like the dolls she played with as a child. The diminutive dragoness had somehow opened the cooler's lid, dug through and disturbed her painstakingly prepacked picnic lunch and was scarfing down one of her sandwich halves like there was no tomorrow. Empty wrappers told a sad story about her dessert sweets.

The fuzzy demoness cleared her throat, then again loudly. When the curvy little dragoness ignored her blatantly she barked out in annoyance.

"Hey, that's mine! You could have asked, who goes digging into other people's food?!"

Kiri snorted derisively in response after a moment, chewing thoughtfully and in no hurry, making a show of slowly and pointedly looking over the demoness' figure, her small voice peeping out.

"You were going to eat all this by yourself? I'm doing you a favor, then! F-off!"

Art and Scribble by  2dumb2die