"The line work on my left leg is a bit heavy, don't you think?" Barnaby asked, his voice sounding like the squeak of a wet marker on a whiteboard. "But overall, a splendid job, Creator!"
Arthur blinked his eyes open. He looked down at the paper. The panel where he had drawn Barnaby was completely blank. "What on earth..." Arthur muttered, rubbing his eyes. Tap-tap-tap. cartoonist
Tired of drawing the same old political satire, Arthur decided to sketch something just for himself. He dipped his G-nib pen into the inkwell and drew a tiny, mischievous mouse wearing a top hat and a monocle. He named him Barnaby. Arthur gave Barnaby a wide, toothy grin and a cane, chuckling to himself at the absurdity of the character. "The line work on my left leg is