My partner bought me a whole slew of markers. The idea is that if I am practically buried in art supplies, maybe I will be guilted into creating. It's not a bad idea. If all else fails, use psychological warfare.
Last year I was stuck in bed as a snot fountain. Then this idea just popped in there, and I had the markers...
This is just a quick sketch. It is cute enough that I may make an improved one- I despise looking at all the mistakes.