budding tattoo artist

She was in her room by herself. I peeked around the corner to check on her and saw her on her bed reading. "Aww, how sweet," I thought.

Little did I know she had actually lifted a pen from my bag and was practicing her artistic skills. After she masters the 20 legged octopus she told me she was going to practice drawing a skull and bones, and a fire breathing dragon. Well, not really.