A blank canvas stood in front of the Spotted Aisha called
Grundioy, ready to be made into a masterpiece. It had been a gift from her owner,
Joey, since the girl knew that painting was really one of her pet's few pleasures.
You see, Grundioy was not like many pets that
were talkative and basked in attention. No, the Aisha preferred to keep to herself,
and rarely spoke to anyone but her White Weewoo, Tewhit, and sometimes her family
members. Joey worried about her when she had first realized this. After all,
what other things could the Aisha do to entertain herself if not play and talk
with other pets like her brother and sisters? But then, she discovered how vastly
creative and smart her Grundioy was, and ever since she had given her art supplies
and books on a regular basis.
Now the Aisha stared at the canvas, wondering
what to do with it. She had painted many wonderful pictures before, many of
her Weewoo and famous places around Neopia, and those ideas had come quickly
to her, but now she was blank. Grundioy started to dip her fine brush into a
dab of blue on her pallet, but stopped. The idea of painting the sky was no
good; anyway, she had done that before.
Suddenly, thunderous footsteps were heard, and
Grundioy turned around to see where they were coming from. Would it be something
to inspire her? The Aisha turned to see what it would be, hope rising in her
heart, but gasped with sorrow when she only saw her brother Rofal. He must have
seen her forlorn face, for the Silver Shoyru trotted into her room with a face
full of concern.
"What's the matter sis?" he inquired. "You look
Grundioy rolled her eyes, and gestured to the
blank canvas. "I can't think of anything," she said in a barely audible voice.
"Aaah!" Rofal said understandingly. "Out of
ideas? How about I help? Rover could help too!" A bark emitted from nowhere
and the Aisha realized that her brother's Invisible Doglefox was in there too.
Grundioy bit her lip; she loved her brother,
but he wasn't much when it came to the artistic point of view. Nonetheless,
she couldn't think of anything, so she decided to give him a try, and nodded
for him to add his input.
"All right! Well, I say you do a picture of
Magax blowing up Hubrid Nox! And then, and then you put a Silver Shoyru negging
houses in the back! Negging houses is so cool! Yeah, that would be a wonderful
picture! And maybe you could put giant robots from the Space Station in there
too!" Rofal cried, his eyes sparkling with excitement. Then a yip emitted from
thin air and he added, "Oh, and an invisible Doglefox biting one's leg--"
The Aisha placed her paw over her brother's
mouth, and held up her paw in a gesture for him to stop.
"I don't think so," Grundioy whispered in a
tiny voice. "But thanks for trying."
The Shoyru shrugged, and said cheerfully, "Your
loss!" then went to play with his Chet Flash and Neoquest Plushies.
Grundioy then decided to go and seek inspiration
from somewhere else in her house, so she took her canvas and pallet and headed
into her studio which was right next to her room. There she found her little
sister, Annalisaca (nicknamed Anna), drawing a picture of flowers and Kadoaties
on a sketchpad. The Cybunny looked up at her with innocent eyes, and the Aisha
"Hewo, Grundioy! I was drawin' a picture; it's
weal pwetty, too! Watcha doin' with tat can...can..." Anna started.
"It's a canvas, what I do paintings on," Grundioy
"Oh yeah! You sure do some pwetty paintings!
But why is this one bwank?" Anna inquired, her young face full of concern.
"I'm having trouble thinking of something to
"I could help!" the Cybunny cried excitedly.
"I have pwenty of ideas!"
The Aisha was about to tell her little sister
not to bother, but then she thought about it. Sure, Anna was young, but her
youth might provide her with good ideas.
"Go ahead," Grundioy said.
Annalisaca beamed, and quickly started to spew
ideas. "You could paint fwowers and buzzers, or Puppybwews! And maybe you could
paint a Baby Cybunny with a Plushie Poogle Plushie, or just maybe a pwetty Alkenore
fwying in the sky! Ooh, that would be so pwetty--"
Grundioy interrupted, "Er, Anna, those are lovely
ideas, truly they are, but I think they would look better if you drew them.
Do you want to start drawing them now?"
The Cybunny beamed, and speedily nodded her
head. Then she flipped to another page in the sketchpad and started to draw
what she had just said with much enthusiasm.
Grundioy smiled, and then tip-toed out of the
room so she wouldn't disturb her sister. She headed down the stairs and sat
down in living room, hoping that maybe her owner Joey might've gotten a new
lamp or vase or something that she could do a still life of. Well, the living
room was the same as always, much to the Aisha's dismay. She plopped down on
the sofa, set her paint pallet on a side table, placed the blank canvas in front
of her to try to force her to think, and moaned with annoyance at her lack of
good ideas. That was the point when her Skunk Usul sister, Flowal, walked in.
"Hey Grundioy!" she exclaimed.
Grundioy waved her paw unenthusiastically at
her sister, whom she always got a little annoyed with. It wasn't that she didn't
like her, she did, but she always felt Flowal was unnecessarily loud.
The Usul went and sat on the couch next to her,
with a smile on her face. "Rofal told me that you were having trouble thinking
of something to paint," she said matter-of-factly.
The Aisha nodded her head, and continued staring
at the canvas.
"I could help, I am perfect when it comes to
coming up with ideas!" Flowal cried with a smile. Then, without even waiting
for her sister's approval, she started to poor out her opinions on what would
make a good painting. "Well you have to have a pretty Usul in it, and she should
be Skunk seeing as that is the only decent Usul color. And you also have to
have her all dolled up with make-up and bows and stuff... Oh! She should be
in the Beauty Contest, too! And she should have the gold-- Hey! Grundioy, where
are you going?"
However, the Aisha, shaking her head, didn't
even bother to reply and exited the room with her canvas and pallet in hand.
Grundioy strolled into the kitchen and banged
her head on the table. She could think of nothing, and her brother and sisters
weren't any help at all! She gave the canvas a dirty look as if it had done
her some great wrong, and then continued to bang her head.
"Err, bad day?" asked a voice from behind.
The Aisha turned her bruised head around, to
see her owner Joey standing in the doorway.
"Yes," Grundioy mumbled to the girl, who joined
her at the table. "I can't think of anything to paint! I am completely dry on
ideas, and it's terrible!"
"Have you tried asking your brother and sisters?"
Joey asked with a frown.
"I might as well not have..."
"Well, they tried to help me, but they only
told me about things that they liked!" Grundioy exclaimed, for once raising
The girl sat and stared at her with concern,
then finally muttered, "Well maybe you could relate the things they like into
something you like."
The Aisha rolled her eyes, and was about to
retort when an idea sprang into her head. A wide smile spread across her lips
and she hugged her owner with glee. Then, pallet and canvas in hand, she rushed
up to her room.
Two hours later...
"Mom, why are we sitting here?" asked a very discontent Rofal as he leaned
his chair back and promptly fell backwards.
"I don't know," Joey replied as she got up to
help him. "Grundioy just told me to get you all up in her Studio. She said she
had a surprise for you all."
"Surprise, surprise, I'm getting bored," Rofal
"Shut it! Tat's mean!" Anna snapped.
Then Grundioy's voice broke through their conversation
as she waltzed into the room with a blanket over a canvas.
"Everyone, as you all know I was having trouble
with coming up with something to paint today, and you all tried to give me ideas
out of the kindness of your hearts. Everyone, this painting is for you." She
then tossed off the blanket and revealed what the once-plain canvas had become.
The pets and the teen girl gasped, for on the
canvas was a meadow that contained pretty Skunk Usul with a trophy, a Baby Cybunny
holding a Puppyblew, a Silver Shoyru in front of a very negged house with a
jaunty smile, a Spotted Aisha with a paintbrush in hand and a sly smile on her
face, and a girl hugging all of them with love.
"I call it, 'My Family.'"
Author's Note: All pets in the story are owned by joey200010. Happy 150th