Fifty.

Angel POV.

I finished drawing on my papers and needed new clean ones, so I went toward Papa's desk to get some extra papers, I looked around the table and got some new papers, I was about to take them back down on the floor, but his chair was high and very comfortable, I took a seat there pulling myself closer to the desk and now I was able to reach everything.

I didn't want to go back down to get my crayons, instead, I used Logan's pens from the desk, they weren't like my crayons, when I pushed too hard the pen exploded on my hand leaving blue ink behind, it was very icky.

I threw the pen to the side and started searching for another one to use, leaving blue marks over everything that I touched, I found a ruler and then I found scissors, a big smile found itself on my face after that finding, why didn't he offer me the scissors before. I took hold of it and started to cut the paper I was colouring on, I kept on cutting it into smaller pieces, I wasn't sure where I was going with th