When John returned home from his mission, he opened the door to see Baby, who hadn't long learned to walk, staggering toward him, clad in a ghostly sheet. With a mouth that hadn't yet sprouted a few teeth, they grinned and called, "Pa... papa..."
John felt that all the life and death crises he had experienced today had become as light as a feather.
I took a day off from work from my boss to draw Halloween fanart for John.
Happy Halloween!











