Anon and Blitz: Drawing

>You're sitting at your desk staring at a piece of blank paper
>Grabbing your pencil you get to work drawing a masterpiece
>It's so fucking awesome the gods themselves are crying at its beauty
>Blitz walks in drinking something
>"Hey Anon, What's up?"
"Art."
>Her ears perk up as she comes to see what you're drawing
>"Ummmmm... Nice tree? I think."
>You freeze and slowly turn your head to face her
"Tree..."
>Glaring at her you ask
"What tree?"
>She puts on a worried smile
>"Uhhh, T-that one."
>She points to the...... the... Yes.
"Blitz?"
>"Y-yeah?"
"That's a pony."
>you look back at your piece of art
>It's gross
>You suck at art
>"It's not that bad..."
"Blitz. This is a 2nd grader tier scribble without the crayons."
>She's covering her mouth trying not to laugh at your scribbles
"Don't even sta-"
>"BAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHahAHAHA! I-I'm sorry Anon I-It's just so bad!"
>She's crying from laughter
"Shut up brat! It's not like you could do any better!"
>She stops laughing and stares at you with an unreadable expression
>"First of all I'm not a brat, Second I can draw asshat."
>She grabs the pencil in her mouth and begins making a flurry of lines on the page
>Lines into shapes, shapes into things blah blah blah
>She puts the pencil down and looks over her work
>It's a drawing of you and her under the night sky having a picnic
"....That's incredible Blitz!"
>She slaps you across the face
>"That's for calling me a brat."
"Rude."
>"Shut up Anon."
"Why do you even live here?"
>"Cuz' you're a train wreck without me keeping you in line."