It wasn't that I meant for it to happen, it just short of happened.
"So, you're saying that if I don't eat you you'll give me a lifetime subscription to Bugs Galore?"
He was a cute little guy for a beetle; all red-coated with black stripes down his back. Heck, the maroon even had five-tipped yellow thing-a-ma-jiggers on the ends of his antennae. Remember, antenna is one and adding an 'e' makes more than one. Err, anyway, I found myself in a dilemma over this little bug.
"How 'bout it pal? You spare my life and I grant you a wish for that infinite magazine supply, eh?"
I narrowed my eyes, and placed my hands to my fuzzy tan sides.
"All right, I'm on to you! You might be able to pull the excess hair over my plump pal's eyes but-."
"How about a lifetime supply of bugs instead?" My meal insisted quickly.
"Give me an up close and personal exchange with your buggy buddies and you have a deal."
As I reached down to shake his little bug arm between my four-fingered hands, I noticed him bump both of his antennae together. The little disproportioned shapes lit up and I suddenly saw him up at my eye level.
"Hah! Now you're as good as eaten." I told him, smug at the thought of eating an insect my size.
"Uh, yeah, take a look around chef."
I did and the blades of glass looked taller then usual.
Let's just say things got very interesting after that.
To be continued…