Chalk It Up to Art

I hopped down from the scooter deck to scout the concrete walkway, only to stumble upon an abandoned piece of jumbo sidewalk chalk. Bright turquoise, chunky, and practically begging for vandalism—er, public art. I wrapped both arms around the powdery cylinder, dragged it across the rough gray slab, and tried to sketch my iconic mask. The friction rattled straight through my plastic joints, the chalk snapped clean in half, and I rolled backward right into a pile of turquoise dust. But hey, now there's an epic tactical skull smudged on the threshold!