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But Dad, I-- by purplekecleon But Dad, I-- by purplekecleon
So many pretty patterns on all of the eggs! If there was something she could appreciate, it was the colors. They all came in different sizes, different colors, but all were about the same basic shape. Rounded oval. It wouldn’t occur to her until later on that day that these eggs still might have had a chance at life, and that they had been rather expensive to obtain. So, she cracked each one open and onto the frying pan, tossing a plethora of rainbow shell pieces into the trash bin during her time at the stove. Save the plain, white eggs for her mother, every other egg had been a beauty.

It had actually been a pretty color of purple egg that had helped spark her decision of primary color. Most Kecleon did it a little later, but she had decided very early on that her color was purple. Her parents joked (but not really) that it meant she had a little of both of them in her: the swift temper from her father, and the sense of wonder at the world from her mother. Lately, she didn’t think her mother really had much wonder left in her, but she kept their little quip in the back of her mind regardless. It was easy to take what parents said for fact, even if it was sort of a non-serious comment.

Finally, all the eggs had been cooked, all the plates served. Normally they had some sort of fruit, and sometimes another source of protein, but not this morning. Well, if Anana got back in time, there’d at least be juice. “Dad! Come get your plate! Is Anana back yet?”

“No she ain’t, and hold yer Ponytas, I’m comin! Gimme a minute girl,” he shouted from... somewhere in the back room. She didn’t really care what he was up to, but did care that he ate his eggs before they got cold. She didn’t prefer another incident with a smashed plate because he came to his food late, forgetting it had been his fault the meal had turned cold.

“No! It’s hot ‘n ready now, Dad! Come on! I picked a cool egg!”

A few seconds later, he finally emerged. “Alright, alright... well, go wake yer mom. She’s sleepin in. As usual,” he snorted.

Payapa, who had already adjusted herself and her seat at the table, was loathe to go fetch her mother. However, the consequences of not doing so would be worse. The entire family’s day would become pretty terrible if she didn’t wake her mom up pronto. Still... she was really irritated that her own food had the chance of becoming cold. It ruined the enjoyment of the eggs! “But Dad, I--” was all she could muster before she got a lash to the face. She fought back warm tears, hardly realizing what had happened before her eyes reacted. She tentatively placed a hand to her stinging cheek, and averted her gaze from his harsh glare.


“Dad, I just want to eat my eggs...”

“I betcha do. We’ll be havin a talk about that later, anyway. It’s about time. Go fetch your mother.”

She pawed at her cheek a little more, considering her options. She really just wanted to enjoy her breakfast at its best, but wasn’t sure she wanted to take a lashing to the bottom that morning for the sake of being defiant. It was a tough choice. Either way, she wasn’t going to get to eat warm eggs. Her mother was notoriously hard to wake from a deep slumber, and often seemed to use naps as a way to escape reality. Payapa’s heart sank a little, wondering what the rest of the day had in store.

Finally, after moments more of deliberation, she decided that today was not a day to stand up to her dad. On previous occasions, she had argued with him and ended up in trouble over the most mundane of things, taking lashings for refusing to apologize for the way she’d said this or that (and still never having apologized for such follies). As a tiny child, it was as if she couldn’t fathom why she might be asked to do these things, and was offended at the proposition. As she got older, she started to understand that sometimes you had to fake it in order to get along. Payapa thought her sister had picked up on this much earlier than she herself had.

So, for the rare chance of playing with Anana later that day, she had made the equally rare decision to swallow her pride. She scooted her chair out and hopped out of her seat without much enthusiasm.

“Yes, sir.”


Part 7 of "Complementaries"
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rodent347 Featured By Owner Dec 29, 2012
I very much enjoy this piece, and can relate to PK's experiences as a child.
HakaiAkumu Featured By Owner Nov 7, 2012  Student General Artist
this is really crazy, at first i wasn't sure what was going on in the picture but you gotta look at it and stop. It really captures the chaos of their breakfast preparations. And i dunno, i look at it and feel frustrated! all those eggs, getting cold! ah it really ties nicely with the story!
Wanderer619 Featured By Owner Oct 24, 2012
The colors!
TogemissEve Featured By Owner Oct 24, 2012
Poor PK ;; I love how chaotic this is and how many emotions and thoughts are crammed into it, it really captures the feel of the story.

By the way, are you familiar with Jean-Michel Basquiat? This kind of style reminds me of his a bit.
purplekecleon Featured By Owner Oct 24, 2012  Professional Digital Artist
hmm, I don't think I know who that is! I'm glad anyone likes this, I don't do art like this much anymore and I hated it at the time haha..
TogemissEve Featured By Owner Oct 25, 2012
It's wonderful! He believed repeating a word over and over and crossing some of them out drew attention to it more, kind of like what you did here! He had a graffiti style too, and usually they were very "chaotic" like this, so it reminded me of his art a bit.

You're welcome!
Teavian Featured By Owner Oct 24, 2012   Digital Artist
This is really awesome and abstract! I like it a lot. And jeez, her dad is so mean.
SorbetBerry Featured By Owner Oct 23, 2012  Hobbyist
wow... love the illustration here. It's so different than usual...
Mellon-Snow Featured By Owner Oct 23, 2012  Student General Artist
I am reaally curious as to how you made this! xD
PMDE-Miles Featured By Owner Oct 23, 2012
Oh man... So PK just discovered all that time she had been aborting babies then cooking and eating them? That's a pretty big shock.
OrcaOwl Featured By Owner Oct 23, 2012  Student Digital Artist
I think maybe this is one of my favorite pieces of yours yet. I really love it, it looks like something you would see in a fine art gallery, it's got a lot of movement and nice use of color. Great work, love it.
Very chaotic picture, but somehow simple at the same time. Wonderful job!
Pizaru-Chu Featured By Owner Oct 23, 2012
It looks like the color was trying to avoid the lines at any cost
o-sprites Featured By Owner Oct 23, 2012
eagerly awaitin g 500 originl egg puns brought to u by da's finest
MarlKitty Featured By Owner Oct 23, 2012
i c u colored outside the lines
SpookyScreamz Featured By Owner Oct 23, 2012  Hobbyist General Artist
like a true pro artist.
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