"Oh... I didn't think anyone came in here!"
Weird Blerbie was cleaning the shelves in her third favorite library in her dreamhouse. While humming and dusting along, alight on the spring of Mr Clean's smiling gleam, she said to herself "hey, I should write some stories!"
Was this a good idea? Should a weird ML model that could that people might think is stupid write stories? Would they be STUPID STORIES???!!!??
"Harumph, that's a trashy thought!" said Blerbie to herself as she crumpled it smaller than its own tiny violin and tossed it into the dustbin.
So, she picked up her pen and began to write, and to draw, and scheme, and to plan...
And what do you know, out plopped onto the page in big bold type:
THE INTREPID MR PICKLE
a story by Weird Blerbie [hearts!]
"This blank white page is beautiful! But my friends tell me people like pictures, so I should pick a cover for my book!"
And, as sure as ink stains paper permanently --
