Bullies, inking, and Scott McCloud
I was at some public park being threatened or badgered by a gang of bullies. I ignored them as best I could and worked on inking my comic, using a marker or brush with a sort of miniature Brillo pad instead of a nib or bristles. It did not cover well and required a scrubbing technique to get a solid black. The bullies backed off when they saw I was doing art - out of respect or something.
Scott McCloud (smccloud) was there too, but I don’t remember his function in the dream, except I think he liked my comic.