Man, let me tell you about the time Y/n decided to pick up a paintbrush again. It was like watching a horror movie unfold right before my eyes. Chet mentioned that she had a nightmare the night before, and next thing I knew, Skidmark was there too, giving his two cents on adding more blood to the painting.
I tried to keep my cool as Turbo innocently mentioned that Skidmark was helping out with the art project. But deep down inside, I knew we were in for some serious trouble.
Y/n's paintings have always been... intense. She has this way of bringing her nightmares to life on canvas, turning them into these twisted works of art that make your skin crawl just looking at them. And when Skidmark gets involved? Well, let's just say things take a turn for the worse real quick.
As they started working on their latest masterpiece (or should I say monstrosity?), I couldn't help but feel like maybe it was time to intervene. So I did what any sensible snail would do - I made Turbo leave the room.
Don't get me wrong, I love art just as much as the next guy... or snail in this case. But there's something about Y/n and Skidmark teaming up that spells disaster with a capital D.
Watching them work together is like witnessing chaos in motion. They feed off each other's energy in all the wrong ways, creating something so unsettling yet strangely captivating at the same time.
But hey, who am I to judge? Maybe it takes a little bit of darkness to appreciate true beauty in art. Or maybe Y/n shouldn't be allowed anywhere near paint ever again – especially when nightmares are involved.
And yet here we are once more: another day filled with screams (mostly mine), splatters of red paint everywhere (thanks for nothing Skidmark), and an artwork that will haunt us all for days to come.
So yeah... note to self: never underestimate what happens when Y/n picks up a paintbrush – especially if she’s got her trusty sidekick by her side. Baby oh baby, Smoove Move