Monthly Drawing 10: I'm Dreaming of a White (furred) Christmas
Added 2018-01-02 02:02:49 +0000 UTCIt was just after midnight on Christmas eve and Duncan McAllistair chuckled as he finished tying the giant red bow around his littlest sisterโs favorite stuffed animal, โBlizzardโ. Heโd found the pair of bows in a new shop downtown that had sprung up since heโd left for college in the fall.
โMake your stuffed animals come to life!โ the package read, โTheyโll walk and talk just for you! Itโs Magic!โ.
Duncan didnโt really think it was magic, but maybe just a voice-activated thing. The directions were so badly printed, he couldnโt read them so, he just decided to tie one on Blizzard and one on himself. Maybe that was how it worked. Whatever it did, he hoped he could mess with his bratty little sisterโs head on Christmas Morning. He carried the huge plushie down to the Christmas tree and put it prominently in front. Then he tied the other bow around his neck. He felt like a fool but, before he could do anything else, Blizzard disappeared with a soft sound in a cloud of clove-smelling sparkly smoke.
โWhat the- โDuncan began but was suddenly struck mute by the sparkles that surrounded him and the strange swelling of his handsโฆ
Art note: Trying a new "magic" sfx out for the clothes. Got to keep things fresh. What do you think?
