Today was a good day, no..the Perfect day! The refreshing breeze blowing gently and softly through out the kingdom's, the sun standing, shining bold and bright as white fluffy clouds dance around it. A breathtaking view of Toad Town and Peach's Castle. Such a beautiful sight, it cannot be wasted! It must be captured, savored. A deep breath was taken as a paintbrush lightly glazed the canvas. A single stroke of paint was made, along with another, and another, and another. The breeze danced through the curtian's near a small round balcony, gently blowing the many papers taped and pined to the walls. Jean stance is formally still yet full of life, one hand a paint palette , paintbrush in the other, each stroke making more of the scene that unfolded infront of him.

Hole punch stood by the door to Jean's room, staring at the many drawings and doddles Jean has pined around the place. They spotted the artist near the balcony, and decided a little visit won't hurt anyone. Jean hatted uninvited people in his room, with the acceptions being Olly and Olivia. Even tho Punchy knew this they welcomed theirself anyway. They dodged around the scattered papers and art supplies around the room and headed towards the balcony.

H.P: "Jean! Hey yo, how ya been?"

Startled by this unwelcomed quest, Jean darted his head over to see the innocent Hole Punch, smile beaming from ear to ear. He sighed, clearly more light-hearted then usual.

C.P: "Hole Punch....what did I say about le unwelcomed guests?"

Hole punch thought about it. They then decided to be a smart-mouth.

H.P: "Well you never said I wasn't unwelcomed....just Band, Sci-Sci, Stapler and Tape."

Jean, clearly piss the oof of readies his missle lancher, before utterly deciding it would be useless to harm an ally. He sighs in fustration as he turns back to his canvas. Hole Punch, interested by the painting decided to looks at Jean paint.

H.P: "....what'ca workin' on?"

Jean was once again startled and was a little sick of ol' Punchy's shtick. He walked away from the canvas, toward the door.

C.P: "I'm going to get le snack. Touch anything, you will be in ze biggest trouble"

Colored pencils leaves the room, leaving Punchy boi to his lonesome. He looked around the room a little bit before turning to the canvas.

H.P: "*thoughts* I know jean said not to touch anything but..."

Eventually jean came back to the room, fresh cinnamon roll in hand. He walked in on Hole punch painting on his canvas, adding some detailing. The mistero walks closer, observing. Hole punch, even tho seemingly bad at most things, was really good at painting. They took a step back and set the paintbrush down.

Hole Punch: "There! All done. Hope Jean doesn't mind"

Jean: "I don't"

Hole punch, startled by this sudden response jumped onto the railing, breathing heavily. Jean snickers, then turns his attention to the canvas. The piece was amazing, if that wasn't an understatement. 

Jean looks at Punch, giving them a smile of approval. Hole Punch smiles and cheers. Jean takes the canvas and lets it dry, hanging it on his wall after.

(Ending was a little bit rushed!)