Inked Paint Bucket Ch.02Blob and Arty walked around the busy streets of Chroma City while they ate deliciously frozen yogurt on a cone, topped with crushed chestnut and a bluberry glaze on top. Blob, who was almost done with his cone, turned to look at the rather quiet Arty, who ate her cone in mouse-like nibbles.
"You seem oddly quet since we left the forest. Is there something that's bothering you? Is it the Inkies? I'll pawn 'em!" Blob growled as he munched on the last of his yogurt.
"Wha-? N-no! No Inky involvement here, really!" She squeals as she waved her free hand frantically. "It's just that... what you've said earlier... has really impacted me... unexpectedly..." She looks at her yogurt, then at the ground.
Blob, a little confused, stopped and held Arty on the shoulder. "What I've said?" He asked. But he knew what she was talking about. "What you've, said. But