Hello all! So, that's right, I've done it! And I will probably regret it later, too, but let's not focus on that right now, haha. I've decided to update this story every Friday! And as for you people who are no doubt wondering where the heck the next chapter for The Kill is... shut up, I'm busy. Lol, no, but seriously, I just started school and I'm on the gifted (that means advanced) team and... gosh, it's a miracle that I'm still alive and not rotting away in a wooden box six feet under the earth's surface. Anywho...

Annie: GOLF BALLS!
Finnick: *sighs* What she means to say is that Rose doesn't own anything in this chapter except Rivera. She's a failure like that.
Annie: GOLF BALLS!

Cato InstertCatoslastnamehere

Humming, I step into the bathroom to brush my teeth and wash my face, just like I do every morning. My toothpaste is watermelon flavored! When I finish with this, I walk over to the towel rack next to the tub to wipe the water off my face. Then, as I lower the towel, I see it, sitting in the button of the tub, staring straight at me with eight beady, blood-thirsty black eyes...

It takes a few seconds before I'm able to catch my breath and gets the words out. "SPIDER!" In horror, I stumble backwards and trip over the rug, coming crashing to the ground.

"Cato, what is it?" Finnick demands, rushing in and carrying Shermanette.

"Sp-sp-sp..." I stutter, feeling woozy.

"Cato, get a grip!" He shouts, shaking me exaggeratedly. "Everything is going to be fine, just tell me what it is that's freaking you out!"

"Spider..." I hiss. For a second, his expression stays the same.

Then he bursts out laughing.

"Don't laugh!" I say angrily. How dare he? Spiders are terrifying! They are all hairy and they have pinchers and eight legs and no telling how many eyes and... oh gosh, I might throw up. "This is a serious matter!"

"Yeah, yeah, alright..." Finnick says taking deep breaths and wiping tears from his eyes. "Okay, where is it?"

"In the tub." I reply, standing up.

"Alright." He says, turning and walking out of the bathroom.

"Hey!" I yell after him. He pokes his head back in, waiting for me to continue. "Where are you going?"

"I'm going to go find someone to get rid of the spider." He shrugs. "Duh. You didn't think I was going to try to catch that monstrosity myself, did you?"

I face palm, and in a few minutes, Annie walks into the bathroom.

"Hi, Cato," She says happily. "Finnick says there's a spider. I can get rid of it."

"Awesome," I smile thankfully. "It's in the tub." Annie walks up to the tub, a determined look on her face. When she reaches it, however, the determination disappears to be replaced by fear. "Annie what is it?"

"Th-that's a tarantula." She whispers in terror.

"Yeah," I nod. "So? Is that going to cause a problem or...?"

"Tarantula's are the natural enemies of golf balls..." She murmurs before shrieking, "MY BABIES ARE IN DANGER!" and rushing out of the room, her arms spazzing in the air frantically.

"Well..." I mumble. "Alrighty then. RIVERA!"

"WHAT?!" Rivera yells back from the other side of the house.

"I NEED YOU TO COME KILL THIS SPIDER!"

"YOU NEED ME TO COME TILL YOUR CIDER?!"

"NO! I NEED YOU TO EXTERMINATE THIS ARACHNID!"

"YOU NEED ME TO EXFOLIATE HER AIR SANDWICH?!"

"NO, DUDE, I NEED YOU TO- oh for God's sake-I NEED YOU TO TERMINATE THIS TARANTULA!"

"Why didn't you just say so?" He asks calmly, walking into the room a few seconds later and rolling his eyes.

I face palm. "Dude, just... just get the spider."

"Okay." He shrugs. I close my eyes and a few seconds later hear a loud whack. "Done."

I open my eyes again. "Just like that?"

"Just like that." He replies. "Would you like to see its internal organs? I can point them all out if you want. I mean, sure they are a little splattered across the bottom of your tub and everything, but each one has its own color and texture, so I can still tell what came from-"

"Nope!" I say, cutting him off. "Nope I'm good."

"You sure?" He asks, being serious.

"Yeah," I nod, feeling sick again. "Yeah, I'm sure."

"Okay," He nods. "See you later, Cato."

"See you later." I say as he walks out. Okay, now that that's taken care off... I just have to find someone to get rid of the spider guts now.