What's In YOUR Coffee?

Grool stepped off of the teleporter pad and into the Probing Facility. He sighed heavily. "I can't believe it's Kronktor already," he thought. "Where the smorltz did the weekend go?

"Hey Grool," said Flurn, his coworker. "How was the weekend?"

"Short," muttered Grool.

"Want some coffee?" asked Flurn.

"No, I NEED some coffee," said Grool. "About a schlurgen of it. I'm not gonna be able to function this morning without my coffee." 

Odd how coffee was called coffee everywhere in the universe. Flurn poured a cup and handed it to Grool. He started to take a sip, but he wasn't quick enough. Smoke began to rise from the cup. It twisted and writhed as it solidified and formed into a hideous one-eyed caffeinoid. 

"Man, I gotta cut back on the caffeine," said Grool.

Grool was drawn in Photoshop on the graphic tablet.

Here's the sketchbook doodle I did of Grool. As you can see, he's not holding a cup of coffee and the snakey thing isn't coming out of it. Honestly I just drew the flying snake-thing to fill up space on the page in my sketchbook. 

About halfway through the drawing I almost erased the snake-thing because I couldn't think of a good reason for it to be there. At the last minute I decided to add the coffee cup to tie it all together.

Here's the tighter digital sketch of Grool.