So you know how I believe last chapter I mentioned that when I draw a picture of May and Drew, it is a moment in a scene that's going on in my head? This is probably the best example of this.

This was inspired by Carrie Underwood's song Little Toy Guns. If you haven't heard it, please stop reading right now and take the tree minutes or so to listen to it. It's awesome.

It's basically telling how the character in the song wishes words were like little toy guns. How they're not real and nobody gets hurt.

Basically, here's what's happening.

May lost another contest to Drew, and like usual, he's teasing her about it and rubbing it in her face. She just pouts and retaliates like usual, not letting him see just how badly all of his teasing is hurting her, for fear of him pushing her down saying that she's weak. The moment he leaves, however, she just breaks down because, as the song says, words aren't little toy guns.

The words in the pic are some of the lyrics.

P.S. Would you guys like me to write a oneshot/songfic on this once I get with you by my side updated?