Team Voltron had been going on a lot of missions lately, and you and Keith needed something to help relax. So you thought of clay sculpting! Keith, as much as he hated to admit, was not good at art. Especially clay. He would much rather be training and actually doing something worth while, but he could never say no to you. In your room, you and Keith were sat on the floor, a mat of newspaper in the middle of you two and lots of clay, either in a pile waiting to be used, or already sculpted into something. Keith had... Tried to make a cat, and a fox. Both were a bit ragged and wobbly looking at parts, but other than that, he was proud of it. You had gotten out some paints to paint your sculptures, leading to even more mess. Keith was focused so hard on painting his little fox sculpture, planning to give it to you after he was done. He didn't even notice that, when he put his paintbrush to his face to think about how to paint it more, he got a bit of paint on his cheek! You laughed, amused by the sight of Keith with a speck of orange paint on his nose. "Hm? What is it? My fox isn't that bad..." Keith grumbled, glancing over at you when you laughed. He looked over at what you were doing— you weren't even done with your clay sculpture, let alone started painting! And it looked amazing.