I'm so happy at the response I got in the last 12+ hours! Thanks guys and I'm glad you're enjoying it - or have at least looked at it. So, instead of waiting another day, I decided to just post this chapter right now. I'll be busy later, so why not?

So, sorry about the weird title. It wouldn't process the apostrophe in "Charlotte's Web" so I messed around with the name a little. Hope that's okay.

Warning: Beware of talking cockroaches.

Disclaimer: I own nothing. Well, not nothing. I own my own stuff. Just not Warehouse 13 stuff. Bummer, isn't it?

"Charlotte's Web," Claudia read on the small information screen placed beside the artifact. "Yep, this is it!" She grabbed the box from the shelf and stepped off the stool.

"What does it do?" asked Pete.

"It says that it enables you to listen to the thoughts of every living organism in the area except for humans." Claudia thought for second, as if pondering whether she was disappointed or relieved. "Good. I don't think I want to hear Pete's thoughts, anyway."

Myka looked at it carefully. "And the side effects?"

"Those non-human organisms will be…attracted to me?"

"As in…" edged Myka.

"As in, I hope 'attracted' means that they just ask me out on a date." Claudia took a deep breath, and held it as she lifted the lid of the box, revealing what looked like a thick cloud of white, silvery cobweb. She gingerly prodded the middle of the cloud, and when she tried to retreat her hand, the webs stuck incredibly well to her finger. She looked at her fellow agents – Pete's eyes were wide, Myka looked like she was ready to sprint to the nearest neutralizer station, and Steve was backing away for the fear that spiders were going to swarm out of the web. Artie covered his eyes in case something bad happened, while Leena almost looked calm. Of course she would remain calm; she knew everything about anything in this warehouse, thought Claudia. She could also see auras, and see that Charlotte's web was no threat.

Claudia slowly submerged the rest of her hand into the box. When she pulled it out, the remaining web had wrapped itself around her hand up to her wrist; however she was still able to use her fingers independently without her fingers sticking to each other.

"Cool," she breathed, marveling at her new silvery cobwebbed hand.

"Does it feel weird?" asked Pete curiously.

"Kind of. It's sticky, but actually kinda smooth." She sighed glumly. "I guess I'll have to put my whole hand into the goo pot, huh?"

"Yep," replied Leena. Beside her, Artie uncovered his eyes, but both he and Myka still remained cautious.

'Ugh, not them again,' Claudia heard. She scanned the shelf and spotted two ants skittering towards her. 'They're always here.'

'Yeah, they never leave us to our peace,' said the other ant, antennae active.

"Hey!" said Claudia defensively. "We work here! What do you expect? Do you want us to stop saving the world from potential destruction?"

The others were looking around at each other, confused as to who Claudia was talking to.

"Is she talking to us?" Steve asked Myka.

"I don't think so," replied Myka. "We didn't say anything, did we?"

'Wait,' said the bigger ant, stopping in his tracks. 'You can hear us?'

"Loud and clear. Charlotte's web," Claudia said, holding her hand so the ants could see the artifact.

'Oh, yeah,' interjected the smaller insect. 'I remember seeing that when we passed by last week with the huge Doritos crumb. I've always want to check it out.'

'Oh yeah, now I remember,' said the other. 'Wait. Charlotte? The one with the pig? She was my great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-gr andma-in-law!'

Pete looked at Claudia, followed her gaze, and saw that two ants had stopped and seemed to be communicating with the young agent. "Hey guys," he said, motioning to Myka, Steve, Artie, and Leena. "I think Claudia's having a chat with these two mini-sized pests over here."

'Hey! We are not pests!' shouted the bigger ant, turning its miniature body towards Pete.

"Yeah, Pete. They're worker ants," said Claudia without turning to look at him, oblivious that Pete hadn't heard anything from the ants. "They're just doing their job."

"Okay, okay. Sorry," said Pete, backing off, more confused than before.

'Hey, you guys!' heard Claudia. She looked to the right of her tiny visitors and spied three other ants making their way over to them. 'What are you doing over here? I could smell you from the end of the row.'

"We were discussing how—"

'Smells good over here! What's goin' on?'

Claudia looked down at her feet and jumped off the stool, squealing. A cockroach and centipede had made their way to the conversation. While everyone else inched away from the insects, Artie just shook his head. "And it starts."

"Eww," Claudia said, shuddering.

'That is offensive!' shouted the mouthy cockroach. 'We think your kind is gross – so much hair that you shed every day. You almost crush us, too, just walking by as if we were only puny insects! But we have lived for millions of years! We survived the ice age! And we do better in life, as far as faithfulness goes. We happen to mate for life, while you things go through four mates a year!'

"Hey! That is stereotyping!" argued Claudia. "Only Taylor Swift does that."

The centipede that waited patiently by the cockroach's side finally said to nobody in particular, 'I agree. Think about it.'

Claudia looked around at her friends, but saw they were looking at the ground and finding their ways to the center of the row. Insects had swarmed from every angle and were surrounding the five other agents. Claudia jumped back on her stool.

Myka and Steve were muttering how they were going to have nightmares for the next month while Leena was watching the creepy crawlers with interest, although careful not to touch them. Leena was likely basking in the auras of so many organisms in one room. Pete kept saying his "ew's" in a monotonous tone.

'Hey, Mike!' called a pill bug. 'Long time, no see!'

'Hey, Lionel!' Mike replied from somewhere in the crowd.

'Why does it smell so good over here?' asked another cockroach close to where Myka was standing.

'There's my cousin!' exclaimed a millipede.

'Is there a meeting that I wasn't aware of or something?' asked a spider, hanging from a shelf. 'I was very busy this week. There seems to be some kind of fly infestation.'

Claudia's head was starting to overflow with the never-ending chattering of hundreds of bugs. "Stop talking!" she yelled. Everyone, including the humans, stopped making noise, and Claudia took her hands off of her ears.

"Okay. How do we get out of this bug rave?" she asked her fellow agents. A dust mite started to protest at the spontaneous gathering being called a rave, but Claudia quickly shushed it to silence.

"I've got an idea. Trailer!" shouted Artie, now back-to-back with Pete.

Claudia could hear Trailer's eager thoughts from yards away: 'MY HUMAN!' He was the loudest non-human organism in the warehouse.

Trailer arrived around the corner. He stood panting, amazed at how much fun he could have chasing all of these insects.

There was a tense silence that emerged from the insect population. Then a beetle to Claudia's left shouted, 'DOG! SCATTER!'

Immediately the bug-infested floor started breaking apart, resulting in screams of horror in Claudia's ears. As soon as they started moving, Trailer darted after the closest insect which happened to be a bean-sized spider. The spider turned and demanded, 'No! Bad dog! Sit!' To Claudia's great surprise, Trailer sat on his behind, his tail wagging vigorously. As soon as the spider was sure that Trailer was too confused to jump, it quickly turned and darted under the nearest shelf. Trailer turned his head to the side, wondering where the spider went, but ran to Artie when he called for him.

"Good boy, Trailer!" praised Artie, soon joined by the other agents on the now bug-deserted floor of the warehouse. Trailer enjoyed Artie's massage, then trotted over to Claudia, where she began scratching his back.

'Ohh yeahh…' heard Claudia. 'A little up,' directed Trailer. Claudia followed his instructions all the way to between his eyes, where he panted contentedly.

"Hm," said Leena. "Who knew there were so many bugs in the warehouse? It was actually quite refreshing. So many new auras."

"You're not lying," Steve said, almost frightened of Leena's fondness for insect raids.

Myka looked at Artie. "How'd you know Trailer would scare the bugs?"

He shrugged. "Wild guess."

"Nice job, Artie," said Pete.

"O-kay," sighed Claudia. "I don't like this artifact anymore. Get it off of me, please." Leena laughed while Myka picked up the bucket of neutralizer goo that they'd brought down.

"They all seemed friendly, according to their auras," stated Leena. "I might want to try that artifact myself someday."

"Not anytime soon, you won't," stated Artie firmly. Leena smiled.

As soon as Claudia's hand was free of Charlotte's web, she continued onto the next artifact on the list: the original paintbrush that belonged to Tom Sawyer.

I hope this chapter was a satisfactory length!

Leave a review! Then I can live in my own Endless Wonder, aka my brain. Have a good weekend!

-Chinagirl18

Next update: Unknown. I want to add another artifact (to make it a 4-shot) but I have to write that chapter first. But I do have another chapter ready for ya, so maybe in the next 3 days? Tuesday?