8: Painting

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Wilma was on her own, painting a picture in the grass. She was by a tree, and the sun on the leaves was her inspiration.

"Hello." Nicola smirked when she accomplished her goal of scaring the daughter of Apollo.

Wilma hated it when the child of Hades did that; she warned their friendship would be dampened each time it happened, though that didn't stop Nicola.

"Don't do that! You made me mess up my painting!" Wilma complained.

"Maybe your painting needed some messing up." Nicola responded, examining the art.

Wilma sighed in rebuttal. Nicola suddenly stole her brush.

"Wh- Hey!" Wilma complained.

"Relax, I'm just going to..." she didn't complete her sentence, just began stroking the paintbrush on the paper.

After a minute or two, she leaned back, looking at the finished art.

"That's beautiful. I had no idea you could paint like that." Wilma complimented. Nicola, with a slight smile tugging at her lips, stood and handed the brush back. She smirked and saluted, then disappeared in the shadows of the tree.

 She smirked and saluted, then disappeared in the shadows of the tree

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