Painter's Class (The Devereaux Story)/Chapter 3

"I, um, actually Painter," Britze muttered, "I...I haven't ac...actually started y...yet."

"It's okay, Britze," Painter reassured, "It's just nerves, and I understand. If you need inspiration, then I shall give you the meaning of a painting." Then, he went into one of his montages, "You are the painter, the canvas is a gate to your inner self, and the paintbrush is the key. Painting should have meaning, symbolism, something that will entice the audience what is going on in your head,"

Britze was taking notes, while Eska was just listening.

"The painting should tell who you are as a person," Painter continued, "It should combine your interests and personality. It should...embrace your individuality. Do you see what I am getting here?"

"I..I guess," Britze answered, "Thanks, Painter."

"Anytime, mon cherie!" Painter bowed, "Class is dismissed. but keep working on your paintings!"

Later that day, Eska was trying to help Britze with her painting.

"What's something that convey's meaning?" Britze asked her.

"How about you paint one of the Smurfs?" Eska suggested, "Then, add detail to make it look like their personality...or something. Let's see..." Eska scanned the Smurf Village to see who would be Britze's Smurf to paint. They first spotted Vanity looking into his hand mirror.

"Hel-lo!" Eska lilted, "I think we found someone!"

"Oh, how handsome you are, you little devil, you!" Vanity cooed to his mirror before kissing it. That made Eska cringe.

"Good-bye" She said disgustingly. She then spotted Baker chasing Greedy.

"Get back here with my souffle, you hooligan!" Baker cried.

"You'll never take me alive!" Greedy retorted, before laughing. The scene make Eska laugh too.

"Now, that's hilarious!" Eska wiped a tear from her eye.

"Yea," Britze agreed, "But, how can I paint them if they're running around?"

"True," Eska kept on looking for the right Smurf. She finally spotted a certain Smurf that made her heart race, "Bingo! There's Benny! You gotta paint Benny!"

"Uh, yea," Britze nodded, "I guess I can do him. But, how are you gonna ask him?"

"I got him pretty much wrapped around my finger," Eska replied while walking towards him, "I got this."

Eska greeted Benny, but when they made eye contact, Eska couldn't get a word out.

"Uh...uh...I...uh...", She stuttered as she looked into Benny's beautiful eyes. Benny brought a finger to his chin in confusion. Britze was confused too.

"Um, hey, Benny," Britze said it for Eska, "I need someone to be my model for art class and I was wondering...maybe you can...do...it? If you want to."

"You want me to be your model?" Benny asked. When Britze nodded, he began to act coy and twist his scarf, "Well, gosh, thanks! I'm honored!" This made Eska's insides turn to mush.

"Painting!" She finally blurted out when she snapped back into reality, "Heh, nailed it."

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