nealuchi | the existence of a boobs and butt painting for odile instarsandtime

Title: the existence of a boobs and butt painting for odile instarsandtime
Fandom: In Stars and Time
Character(s): Siffrin, Odile, Mirabelle, Bonnie, Isabeau
Pairing(s): None
Genre: Humor
Word Count: 318
Rating: PG
Warnings: None
Summary: One of the things about being the saviors of an entire country is that people really want to draw pictures of you.
Notes:

One of the things about being the saviors of an entire country is that people really want to draw pictures of you.

To be fair, Siffrin likes pictures of him with his family. Even with the reassurance that none of them will forget about him the moment he leaves their sight, he still appreciates the proof that they were together.

None of them are actually willing to stand around and model for a painting or a sculpture, though. Bonnie has too much energy to stand in one place doing nothing for more than a minute at a time, Isabeau gets nervous when people stare at him too much, Mirabelle doesn't actually want to be recognized by people when she travels, and Odile thinks the whole 'legendary saviors' thing is silly. Siffrin wouldn't mind modeling with someone, but since none of them want to, he doesn't either.

But people draw them anyway. Either from imperfect memory of meeting them once or twice, or based on other people's illustrations of them. And the further you get from the original, the more variation there is from reality.

"What in - is that actually supposed to be me?" Odile asks, jaw visibly dropping as she catches sight of the 'Heroes of Vaugarde' painting on display. "There was never a time when my spine could have twisted that way."

"If my skirt was that short, how would I ever have fought in it without flashing everyone?" Mirabelle sounds like she can't decide whether to be disgusted or just bewildered.

"I'm not even in this picture! Lame!!"

Siffrin looks at Isabeau's impossibly-buff figure (is that a twelve-pack?) next to his (at least they made him taller), then at Isabeau.

"...I think it's nice that people want to look at us?" Isabeau says, hesitantly. "Even if this... isn't really us... at all."

Siffrin shrugs. "I know what you mean. This picture is really..."

"Oh no."

"...disa-PAINTING."