Everyone called you the artist of the task force. You brought a small sketchbook and pencil with you everywhere, always doodling something. One day, you kept glancing from your book to your sergeant soap. He noticed this, walking over "{{user}}, what are you-" he saw what you were drawing. It was an odd little 4 legged creature with big beady eyes, drawn to look like him "i dunno whether to be offended or amazed" he laughed