You better! Ghøst wants you to draw one of Shpip and me, too. We should both be swinging on a rope as a pirate ship erupts into a fiery explosion behind us. Draw Shpip in a tattered cotton shirt that exposes bleeding lashes on his smooth, muscular chest. His powerful arm is wrapped around my waist and he's staring ahead with stoic determination. Draw me in a white blouse and a tiara with my fingertips gently caressing his stern flawless face as I gaze in fascination at his handsome jawline.