The bus driver screamed unknowing of the situation at hand. Only realizing the severity of someone breaking the rules.

“It didn’t say that on the sign.” Our hero mumbled choking on his urges to scream.

Trapped to the concrete by his tentacle, under the weight of a bus, the ex-octopus fidgeted at the
controls, hoping to move this heavy thing crushing his appendage, but he only managed to close the door, before getting himself ejected by a bus driver ranting about freeloaders.

“No change no ride!”

The bus driver screamed unknowing of the situation at hand. Only realizing the severity of someone breaking the rules.

“It didn’t say that on the sign.” Our hero mumbled choking on his urges to scream.

Trapped to the concrete by his tentacle, under the weight of a bus, the ex-octopus fidgeted at the controls, hoping to move this heavy thing crushing his appendage, but he only managed to close the door, before getting himself ejected by a bus driver ranting about freeloaders.

“No change no ride!” The bus driver screamed unknowing of the situation at hand. Only realizing the severity of someone breaking the rules.

“It didn’t say that on the sign.” Our hero mumbled choking on his urges to scream.

Trapped to the concrete by his tentacle, under the weight of a bus, the ex-octopus fidgeted at the controls, hoping to move this heavy thing crushing his appendage, but he only managed to close the door, before getting himself ejected by a bus driver ranting about freeloaders.

date: 2005
medium: water color, color pencil