(Does involve a little Creator x ??? Pls don't be mad.)

"This is stupid as Coby's face! Why the f**k do we have to go to a stupid art class!?" Lockheart yelled, his arms crossed over his chest.

"Yeah... ... Hey!" Coby hissed.

Cupid rolled his eyelights. "Guys. Its just something Creator wanted us to do, you know, just a little something fun! To get out of the house for once."

"I can't draw vworth a s**t." Hallow sighed taking a seat next to the pixie.

Fear ignored the others as his left hand skidded across the paper before anyone else at down at the tables.

Asher looked over his shoulder. "Wow.. How do you do that?"

Fear glared at him, shoving him away with a spider leg.

They all shut up and sat down once an artsy skeleton walked into the room, a sash full of paint vials around his torso.

"Did creator make him too?" Hallow whispered to the pixie.

Cupid shook his head. "No, he's an actual au sans. A famous one at that."

"Ooh.." Hallow nodded and propped his elbows up on the table.

"Heya guys! My name is Ink, its nice to see some new faces. And.. You're not sanses right?" Ink asked, staking a seat at his desk.

Cupid smiled. "No, but everyone mistakes us for them."

Ink nods, still surprised at the six of them. They were so.. Different.  He knew he had to let them meet the others at some point.

"Alright, your creator wanted you guys to take this class for fun? That's totally fine! Just take a sketch book from the shelf over there." He points to the left.

"I put some notes in each of them, but if you need anymore help, just ask!" Ink smiles.

Each of them nod, except Lockheart who just rolled his eyes.

Cupid stood up and went to grab the multicolored sketchbooks.

He passed them out to each skeleton then sat down with his own, his right hand already at work.

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As time went on, Ink walked around the room, taking small peeks into their sketchbooks, he stopped with wide eyes when he saw the widows however.

Fear had set his pencil aside, and crossed his arms, face plain as always.

Ink picked up the book and studied the drawing. It was a 3D drawing of a black widow, the only thing in color being the crimson hourglass on its rear.

"Wow.. This is amazing.. Where did you learn to draw like this?" Ink asked, eyelights changing in amazement.

Fear shrugged his shoulders. "Free time."

Ink grinned. "Amazing work Seb--"

"Fear. It's Fear." The widow corrected him.

"Fear. That's right. Sorry!" Ink smiled nervously, and set the sketchbook back in front of him, then walked off to check the others.

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"Need some help there Hallow?" Ink asked looking over the bat's shoulder.

Hallow sighed. "I just don't get this art stuff.. How do you and Creator make it look so easy?"

Ink shrugged his shoulders. "It comes naturally. But, don't worry about it. Everyone starts somewhere, just clear your mind and let your hand do the work. If you think to much you'll get burn out, good luck!"

Hallow smiled a small smile. "Thanks Ink."

Ink nods. "Anytime."

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"I don't think I've seen someone use that much pink before... Impressive!" Ink gushed, eyes scanning the pixies drawing.

It was a pink sea full of tropical fish each of them being different shades of pink.

"I'm loving the pastels." Ink winked.

Cupid shrugged his shoulders. "Thanks, Creator taught me some of her tricks."

"I'd love to see them in person." Ink smiled, setting the sketchbook back down.

Cupid smirked. "... You two seem like you'd get along.. Just fine.." His hand pulled an arrow out of his sash.

Ink quickly speed walked to the other side of the room. "I-.. I gotta check up on everyone else!.. Y-yeah.."

Cupid's smirk became menacing, as his eyes narrowed. "You're lucky this time.. But know that I always get my man." He tucked the arrow back into his sash.

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As for the others, Ink wasn't as impressed.

Lockheart burned his paper, and picked his teeth with the pencil.

Coby drew a messed up snake.. Seriously how can you not draw a snake? Its just a noodle with eyes!

And.. Hallow was right. He couldn't draw at all. It looked like a bat that got hit with a shovel multiple times.

As they all talked amongst each other, their Burnett Creator stepped into the classroom, her hands on her hips. "How'd they do?"

Ink shook his head. "Ehh.. They need practice, but Fear.. Oh he's talented! Cupid too! Cupid is amazing with pastels, and Asher just fell asleep." He pointed to the sleeping wolf, who was drooling on the table. Gross.

Creator smiled nervously. "I hope none of them were any trouble for you. I swear, I can't even leave them home alone without a babysitter or else they'll burn the house down."

Ink laughed. "Is it really that bad?"

She nods. "Hell yeah. Someone ends up p*ssing off Lockheart and that's when the flames fly.."

"Sounds like the villains." Ink replied, chuckling.

Creator nodded. "Anyway, I guess I'll be taking them home now. Thanks for babysitting Ink, and sorry that it was such short notice. You know how nightmare is."

Ink nods and gives her a quick hug. "I think your creations are amazing.. Keep up the good work." He whispered, making her blush.

In the corner of her eye she saw Cupid smirking, his bow in hand.

"A-alright. Let's go home boys." She announced pulling away from Ink with her cheeks burning.

Cupid nodded and dragged Lockheart and Hallow out by their collars.

Fear carried Asher out of the room.

Coby awkwardly smiled and ran out after the rest of them.

"See you later Ink. Maybe you can meet the others over dinner or something." The horned girl smiled.

Ink shrugged. "Sure, I'll let you know when I'm not busy."

"Okay, oh and one more thing."

"Yeah?" Ink asked, turning back to face her.

She kisses his stained cheek. "That's for taking care of them. They are a handful, but I appreciate that you kept them from fighting."

Ink blushed with a hand on his cheek. "A-ah. No- no problem."

"See you later!" She winked and walked out of the room.

Ink stood there in shock. "Maybe I will take up that offer.." He smiled.

Suddenly an axe was thrown past his face, it slamming into the chalkboard.

"Mine." A voice muttered, his single red eye light glaring at the artist.

Ink glared at the living horror in front of him, and he glared back.

Without them knowing, another set of violet eyes glared daggers at them both. "That's what you think boys.. I already had eyes for her."

(This part was added for my sis. Since she ships me with three skeles.. Its weird.)