Hi! This story is by my sister I'll call Panda86. This is her first story. She hopes you like it. Please review, it would make her very happy. No flames or I'll kill you. With my knife collection next to my bed. -Izzybella

Once upon a time there was an ant named Jimmy. He had a son and two daughters and a wife. Jimmy wanted to do something for his kids so he took them camping. When they got to the campsite, jimmy set up the tent. Later, jimmy's son had to use the bathroom, so jimmy showed him a tree to use the bathroom on. But Jimmy's son didn't have to go to the bathroom. He wanted to adventure. But then someone stepped on him. Later, at the campsite, Jimmy's wife was worried about their son and went to look for him, but then she died. Then Jimmy's daughters went looking for their mother and brother and then they died. The next day jimmy noticed that they all died. And he knew who killed them. Billy Numerous. Jimmy was furious. He was so angry he chopped off his head and no one saw Jimmy or his family ever again.

THE END.

-Izzy again. I didn't know what to call this, so I'm making it Percy Jackson. Billy Numerous can be a minor minor god of ant-stepping or whatever. I didn't want to make my little sister sad. She's eight years old. Flame and I swear on the Styx that I will kill you. Thanks! :)