Petals and Her Paintbrush — From the hands that made 'Zoobaybay'

Suddenly the weighty storybook began to shake. Light beams shot from between the two sheets of paper, and then an animated figure burst out like a spectacular fireworks display. It bounced against the walls coming to rest striking a Kung Fu style pose on the footboard of the bed. Shelby blinked in wonder. Petals was alive! The ballet slipper pink flower was stuck to her knobby hair and she held a paintbrush in her grip.

"Winningest!" Petals, who knew she was pretty exclaimed smiling as though she wanted to share a treasured secret.
Shelby rubbed her sleepy eyes to see if the multi-colored figment still remained, then lowered her hands to sign, "Hello."
"Words made with your hands! Cool, cool, cool, because that's what I'm made of. Thanks for giving me your digits! Fist bump!" her cheeks puffed to make a bomb explosion sound with fingers doing an exploding head hand gesture. Petals looked at herself with a blossoming smile. "Fireflash, you are a good artist!"
"Drawing is my jam," the girl replied.

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