EXMORMON
It was so annoying that Mom and Dad insisted I set up my drawing table and paints in the toyroom where Annette kept her elaborate doll house! I got to have the joy of listening to two giggly little sisters while trying to concentrate on creating my masterpiece graphic novel.
"Uh-oh, he's here now!" said Annette, driving a Ken-doll up to the house in a red convertible.
"Quick!" said Lynn's doll Tuesday, "Let's go outside and pretend like we're locked out of the house!"
"Okay, I've locked the door," said Patty.
"Hurry! Hide the keys in your bra!" said Tuesday.
I managed to get the various watercolors placed just right to create an iridescent effect on Wyxetta's wings despite having to listen to this vulgar scene. Wyxetta was the beautiful fairy princess who was the heroine of my story. In the cover design I was painting, she was lazily reclining in a red tulip, blissfully unaware of anything but her own daydreams.
"We're so glad you could make it, Bobby," said Lynn's doll Tuesday, as Lynn took the Ken doll out of the toy car. "Let's go straight to the pool around back." The pool was actually a basin for washing dishes.
Then Lynn switched to an exaggerated male voice for Bobby's reply: "Okay, but I'm kinda thirsty. Can I go to the kitchen first to get a drink of water?"
"No!" exclaimed Annette's doll Patty. "We have a cooler full of pop by the pool. Come with us, we'll go straight there."
I moved on to painting the flesh tones of Wyxetta's slender, elegant leg that she was dangling down between the petals of the flower. Her head was resting gently on her arms on the curved portion of another petal.
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