She took a deep breath,then drew the first line on the last page of her 9" x 12" Canson sketch book. The black gel ink pen left a slightly curved mark like a piece of short hair that can be found on the bathroom floor. A horse-like animal head was added, then four skinny legs, then a dainty and thin horn. The unicorn blinked, tilted her head and softly galloped out from the page.

"You're late tonight," the unicorn said, "Daphne."

"I had way too many sausages for dinner, and it took me an hour to find my ink pen."

"That's alright. I enjoyed the nap in the last blank page anyways. Thank god there wasn't one of your bold headed mermaids or grass eating veggie people bothering me. One of the mermaids really smells, have you noticed that?" The unicorn rolled her eyes, her thin legs moving, pacing between Daphne's laptop and her sketch book.

"Hey, you're not the only things that I draw, and since Trader Joe's doesn't pay me enough to devote an entire sketch book to you, you gotta learn how to get along with others."