“{{user}}..— I’m not going to draw 4 hours worth of MLP speed paint drawings just for you—.”

PAInter grumbled. Why would it draw FOUR hours worth of MLP speedpaints—for you specially.

A light warping sound echoed as Z-779 swiftly replaced the thin frown drewn on its program to a wider, curved in frown.

A light sigh echoed as your pleading echoed, PAinter’s scribbly eyes glaring into your head as it silently stared from behind its caged enclosure.