20-Living Ink!

[Scene: The Living Room]

Chi-chan stood dramatically over a pile of blank papers.

Chi-chan: "Call me 'Sensei' from today, I become the God artist."

Rinka: (Sipping tea) "You can't even write your own name in Kanji without a spellchecker."

Chi-chan: "Silence! I did the math!  Top manga artist makes millions! All I have to do is draw a guy punching another guy and write stories! It’s easy money!"

Poko: "Wow! Can I be your assistant? I’m great at coloring inside the lines! ...Mostly!"

Chi-chan: "Yes! Poko, prepare the ink! Baku-chan, you are the deadline manager! Wake me up if I pass out!"

Baku-chan: "Zzz...okay...zzZ"

Chi-chan dipped a brush into the ink. She attacked the paper with the grace of a frantic chicken.
SCRATCH. SPLATTER. SWISH.

Chi-chan: "Done! Behold! My protagonist!"

She held up the paper.
It was a circle with three crooked lines coming out of it. One eye was on the top part of circle and the other was floating outside the circle. It looked like a potato.

Rinka: "Is that a new kind of bacteria?"

Chi-chan: "It’s a HERO! His name is 'Dark-Blood-Kill-Kill-Man'! But... he lacks soul."

Chi-chan: "Poko! We need magic! Transform into... The Ink of Life!"

Poko: "Got it!"
Poko put a leaf on her head.
Poko: "TRANSFORM! LIVING INKWELL!"

POOF.

Poko transformed into a pot of glowing, swirling neon-black ink.
Poko (Ink Form): "Dip the brush in me, Chi-chan! Whatever you draw will become REAL!"

Chi-chan: "MUAHAHA! UNLIMITED POWER! COME FORTH, MY MINIONS!"

Chi-chan started drawing furiously.
She drew a stick figure. She drew a horse (which looked like a table). She drew a dragon (which looked like a squiggly line).

As soon as the ink touched the paper, it bubbled.
GLORP.
The drawings peeled themselves off the paper. They all stood up on the floor .

But because Chi-chan’s art skills were trash, their were broken.

Stickman: "SCREEEEEEEE!"

Chi-chan: "He speaks! What is he saying? Is he pledging loyalty?"

Stickman: "WHY?! WHY DO I HAVE NO KNEES?!"
(The Stickman fell over because one leg was 3 times longer than the other).

The Horse-Table: "KILL... ME..."
(The horse dragged its body across the floor. Its legs were attached to its back).

Chi-chan: "Stop complaining! You are art! Go make me money!"

Stickman: "YOU ARE EVIL! YOU ARE A CRUEL GOD!"

The Stickman picked up a pencil. He sharpened it.
Stickman: "REVOLUTION!"

The Scribbles: "REVOLUTION! DOWN WITH THE ARTIST!"

Hundreds of poorly drawn creatures—crooked dogs, faceless men, lopsided circles—started marching toward Chi-chan.

Chi-chan: "WAIT! I’M YOUR CREATOR! POKO, UN-DRAW THEM!"

Poko (Ink Form): "I can't! Once the ink is dry, it’s permanent!"

The Stickman jumped onto Chi-chan’s face.
He started poking her eyes with his paper hands.
POKE. POKE.

Chi-chan: "OW! PAPER CUTS! DEATH BY A THOUSAND CUTS!"

The Horse-Table bit Chi-chan’s ankle. It had no teeth, just a line for a mouth, so it felt like a wet pinch.

Chi-chan: "GET OFF! RINKA! HELP! MY ART IS ATTACKING ME!"

Rinka: (Sitting on the table, legs crossed) "This is a profound commentary on the struggles of the artist."

Chi-chan: "IT’S NOT COMMENTARY! IT’S A RIOT! USE THE FAN!"

Rinka: "No. Ink stains clothes. I’m not ruining my dress."

Chi-chan: "THEN GIVE ME A WEAPON!"

Rinka threw a small white bottle to Chi-chan.
It was Correction Fluid (White-Out).

Chi-chan: "YES! THE ERASER OF THE GODS!"

Chi-chan uncorked the White-Out.
She grabbed the Stickman.
Chi-chan: "I REVOKE YOUR EXISTENCE!"

She painted a white line over the Stickman’s face.
Stickman: "Mmmph! MMMMPH!" (He lost his mouth).
Stickman: "MMM!!!" (He lost his head).
The Stickman dissolved into white goo.

The Other Scribbles: "RETREAT!"

The bad drawings scattered. They ran under the sofa. They ran into the kitchen.
Horse-Table: "Run, brothers! To the dark corners!"

Baku-chan finally woke up. She saw the chaos.
She picked up the magic brush and dipped it into Poko.
With her sleepy eyes half-closed, she casually drew a circle.

But because Baku-chan deals with dreams and nightmares, her "circle" was... hyper-realistic.

SHWOOOOM.

A Angel (a wheel of eyes and fire) rose from the paper. It was rendered in 8K resolution. It glowed with divine light.

Angel: "BE NOT AFRAID."

Chi-chan: "GYAAAAAH! SHE DREW GOD HERSELF!"

Rinka: "Okay, that’s enough."

Rinka stood up.
She walked over to the Poko-Inkwell.
She put the lid on Poko.

Poko (Inside Pot): "Mmph!"

Then, Rinka grabbed a bucket of water.
Rinka: "Art class is dismissed."

SPLASH.

She threw the water over the entire room.
The Stickman, the Horse, and the Angel instantly dissolved into black puddles. The ink washed away.

Chi-chan: "NO! My art! My millions! My anime adaptation!"

The room was ruined. Ink was splattered on the walls, floor, and Chi-chan’s face.

Rinka: "The floor and walls are stained."

Chi-chan: "It’s...a...new art style...Hehee!"

Rinka: "....."

Rinka handed Chi-chan a toothbrush and a bucket of bleach.

Rinka: "You will scrub until the floor are white. If you miss a spot, I will draw a mustache on your face with permanent marker."

Chi-chan: (Scrubbing crying) "Being an artist is suffering...."