~Chapter 2.~
"Ooh! What's this?" Tammy wondered while uncovering the jar. She picked it up and examined it carefully only to find a weird fuzzy black ball curled up in what looked to be like shreds of grass.
She decided to shake it, when all of a sudden, a long leg popped out from the ball, accompanied with another, and another until all eight legs were flexed out to reveal the form of a tarantula.
"Normally this would be the time to abruptly drop the jar in hand and scream for my life..." Tammy blinked and adjusted her glasses.
The tarantula slowly tried to move, but because of limited space, curled up into a ball once more.
"I mean look at it! It's just...It's….It's...SO CUTE!" Tammy exclaimed hugging the jar, "I'm going to name you Fluffy!"
The spider continued to remain stagnant as Tammy cooed at it.
"Poor thing. Look at you, you're harmless in that container. To think creatures like you are so misunderstood. Why, you're no different than the rest of us elementary students, in the means of receiving negative attention. One look at you, and people scream and run away just like the popular kids at school when they look at me…" Tammy sighed dramatically.
"Life is but a cruelty to us huh little buggy...Well, technically you are an arachnid. If only the world could see our true coolness…"
That's when Tammy's eyes shot open with an idea.
"I know! I'll take you to show and tell! You'll be my show and tell project! Everyone loves strange and yet weird things they can't explain and makes them cower in horror! It will be the perfect presentation! Come Fluffy, we have much preparation to commence!"
The spider still remained still in the jar throughout her exclamation as Tammy rushed upstairs into her room.
Meanwhile in Tommy's room...
"UGH! Why won't this stupid stick clean my room?!" Tommy exclaimed angrily as he threw the object to the ground.
"It's called a broom sport. You have to actually sweep the floor before it becomes clean…" Wanda explained exasperatedly.
"Aw man! This stinks!" Tommy folded his arms in frustration.
"No it doesn't Tommy! It's not stinky, it's downright funky! I can tell because I got my head stuck in your pillow again, and it's full of gym socks that haven't been washed in months! Gah! The stench still burns us! Wanda help I don't wanna die!" Cosmo cried.
Wanda poofs her husband next to her while glaring at his stupidity.
"This is all Tammy's fault! If she wasn't being stupider than normal with this stupid show and tell day, I wouldn't be doing these stupid chores and be in trouble!" Tommy huffed in anger.
"That's technically not true sport since your room was a mess anyways and your mom told you over 3 times to clean it. So your punishment was kind of due." Wanda reasoned.
"OH WHO ASKED YOU?!" Tommy yelled, " Geesh! So my room's a little dingy. Big deal! It's not like it's hurting anybody!"
Little did he know at that moment, Sparky the dog sniffed out what seemed to be a discolored looking slice of pepperoni pizza underneath Tommy's bed.
"Hmm...I probably shouldn't eat this since it pales in comparison with the pizza I saw on the Little Roman's commercial, but who can resist pizza?" Sparky reasoned and took a bite, only to turn green.
"Uh hey guys...I hate to interrupt, but is it possible to call the vet version of 911?" Sparky slurred. He then passed out.
"Oh no Sparky! He could be poisoned by leftover food that you couldn't bother to throw away in the trash!" Wanda panicked.
"I can't believe this! Who knew irresponsibility could cause such damage?!" Tommy exclaimed trying to check Sparky's pulse.
Wanda put her hand on Tommy's shoulder.
"Well I'm sure you didn't mean any harm, but-"
"Me?! I'm talking about Tammy! If she wasn't being such a spaz in the first place, I wouldn't have been distracted and could have ended my procrastination of cleaning my room sooner and none of this would have ever happened! Well that's it! I'll show her a thing or two!" Tommy declared and stomped out of the room.
Wanda just sighed deeply and mumbled, "Aren't you forgetting something?"
Tommy popped his head back in the room. "Oh yeah! I wish Sparky wasn't poisoned and felt better again!"
*POOF*
"Oh man, I had the worst nightmare ever! I dreamed that I was killed by a discolored pizza! Glad that's over! Screw the Little Roman's commercials! I'll never complain about my 'Pupdigree' dog food again!" Sparky exclaimed and ran downstairs.
"Am I really doomed to be surrounded by idiots?" Wanda questioned.
"Of course not Snookums! But you're doomed to be married to one! Ooh look pizza!" Cosmo exclaimed, eating what was left of the discolored slice, only to turn the color of his hair.
"Oh...Hey Wanda? Is it possible to call the fairy version of 911?" Cosmo slurred and passed out.
Wanda continued to sigh.
Meanwhile, Tommy stomped in the hallway, crossing over into his sister's room.
"Stupid messy room, stupid chores, stupid twin sister, stupid show and tell, stupid unnecessary drama!" He grumbled while opening her door, only to find Tammy absent from her room.
"Perfect! Now let's see there's gotta be something in here to humiliate her and get her back!" Tommy cackled. He started throwing various items around, but to no avail, he couldn't find anything embarrassing enough to get his sister.
"Rubix cube? Nope. Report cards with smiley faces? Nope. My Crimson Chin action figure dressed in a pink doll skirt? Nope. Man there's no- HEY! WAIT A MINUTE! WHAT THE?! UGH!" Tommy threw the rest of the items on the floor.
"Man! I fail in my little brother abilities to pester my older sister! Isn't there something around here to make her cower in horror?! Tommy exclaimed dramatically. Suddenly, a strange covered jar caught his eye.
He uncovered the jar, and a sadistic smile slowly formed on his face...
~*End chapter 2.*~
