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Light stared at the page, knowing all to well he couldn't draw. "Do I have to draw a picture for you Misa?" He asked, irritated by the request. "You have to Light or else I'll tell L that you are Kira." I looked back down at the paper. "Fine, what do you want me to draw?" she squealed in delight. "A puppy, no a pony!" Light sighed. He could draw stick figures but a pony?! He started to draw, taking a few chips, and eating them. "I don't like it, new drawing." Misa sang in Light's ear. Light looked down at the blob with sticks for legs, "Misa seriously, why am I doing this?" Light rubbed his temple, trying to force the head ache away. "Because you love me, and if you didn't then you wouldn't be doing this!" Light bit off the urge to say he didn't love her and was just using her for Rem. Ryuk chuckled at Light's drawing, "Light can you draw me an apple?" he said, laughing his head off. "Not funny Ryuk." Light growled, picking up the pencil. "Okay here's something easier, maybe a picture of me?" Misa said, gazing at the 'pony' "Sure Misa, but if it doesn't look good don't complain." Light said, starting to draw again. After what seemed like minutes Light finally lifted his hand, smiling down at the picture. It looked exactly like Misa, shape of the head, hair, eyes, lips, everything. Misa gazed at it then started to laugh, "You can draw a person but not a pony?" Ryuk joined in and Light rolled his eyes. "I feel like I'm with a bunch of five year old's, both of you get a grip." He stood, crumpling up the paper and tossing it in the basket. "Light your such a douche." Ryuk laughed again. Light threw an apple at him, getting complaints that fed to his headache. "I'm going to go sleep." Light started to walk off in the other direction but was cut off by Misa in his way. "Misa move." he growled, "I want another picture, you threw the other one away." she pouted, sounding like a whiny three year old. Light sighed and looked at his watch, it was only nine a clock. "Fine Misa, but I want a picture too." He sat at the desk, picking up the pencil with a sigh, and grabbing a new piece of paper.

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Light stared at the page, knowing all to well he couldn't draw. "Do I have to draw a picture for you Misa?" He asked, irritated by the request. "You have to Light or else I'll tell L that you are Kira." I looked back down at the paper. "Fine, what do you want me to draw?" she squealed in delight. "A puppy, no a pony!" Light sighed. He could draw stick figures but a pony?! He started to draw, taking a few chips, and eating them. "I don't like it, new drawing." Misa sang in Light's ear. Light looked down at the blob with sticks for legs, "Misa seriously, why am I doing this?" Light rubbed his temple, trying to force the head ache away. "Because you love me, and if you didn't then you wouldn't be doing this!" Light bit off the urge to say he didn't love her and was just using her for Rem. Ryuk chuckled at Light's drawing, "Light can you draw me an apple?" he said, laughing his head off. "Not funny Ryuk." Light growled, picking up the pencil. "Okay here's something easier, maybe a picture of me?" Misa said, gazing at the 'pony' "Sure Misa, but if it doesn't look good don't complain." Light said, starting to draw again. After what seemed like minutes Light finally lifted his hand, smiling down at the picture. It looked exactly like Misa, shape of the head, hair, eyes, lips, everything. Misa gazed at it then started to laugh, "You can draw a person but not a pony?" Ryuk joined in and Light rolled his eyes. "I feel like I'm with a bunch of five year old's, both of you get a grip." He stood, crumpling up the paper and tossing it in the basket. "Light your such a douche." Ryuk laughed again. Light threw an apple at him, getting complaints that fed to his headache. "I'm going to go sleep." Light started to walk off in the other direction but was cut off by Misa in his way. "Misa move." he growled, "I want another picture, you threw the other one away." she pouted, sounding like a whiny three year old. Light sighed and looked at his watch, it was only nine a clock. "Fine Misa, but I want a picture too." He sat at the desk, picking up the pencil with a sigh, and grabbing a new piece of paper.