It was a beautiful morning in the city of Bugdom. It took place in the house of the three clowns named Heimlich, Slim and Francis.
The three were asleep, but Heimlich bursts awake with joy. Giggling, he went to the bathroom mirror to check on himself. Heimlich cleaned himself, antennas, and then revealed his wings. All of a sudden, they are magically growing!
"Ooh! My wings are beautiful and growing!" he cheered, and thought,
I must wake up Francis and Slim.
"I guess I better tell them the news," Heimlich said to himself with a smile.
As he went back to his room, Francis and Slim are still asleep. Heimlich shook Francis, saying,
"Francis, wake up! I have better news!"
Francis moaned, stirring in his sleep.
"Come on, pal. Can you wake us up after you make us breakfast?"
While sleeping, Slim was groaning, breathing steadily,
"He's right, Heimlich... I'm trying to sleep."
Heimlich frowned a little, and he began to slap Francis's face with his small, chubby hands.
"Aufwachen, guys! Wake up!" he urged.
Francis frowned sleepily, and yawned,
"Okay, Heimlich, I'm awake! I'm up."
"Yippee!" the fat butterfly cheered as he went to the kitchen,
"I'll meet you at breakfast!"
The ladybug rubbed his eyes, and faced the sleeping stick insect.
"Slim, come on, wake up," Francis said, shaking Slim's shoulder.
Slim stirred, and blinked his eyes. He yawned as he stretched his arms.
"Already? Haven't Heimlich told us the news?" Slim asked as he got out of bed, so does Francis.
Later...
After breakfast, noticing that Francis, Slim and Heimlich got a day off, they went out to their house backyard.
"So, guys, I checked on myself getting cleaned while you two are sleeping," Heimlich said excitedly.
"Really?" Francis asked.
"Yep, and I revealed my wings," Heimlich responded,
"They are growing!"
"Ooh!" Francis and Slim said in unison.
"Wow, that's cool! Can you show us how you can fly with these growing wings?" Slim said.
"Sure thing!" Heimlich said.
"Slim, get the camera. We'll do a flying contest!" Francis said.
"On it," Slim said, and went back into the house to get the camera.
"So, have you practice flying?" Francis asked with a smile.
Heimlich nodded in agreement and said,
"Of course I have! And my wings surely look beautiful!"
"I've got the camera!" Slim called, panting, as if there was running.
The small camera was made of twigs, and it has a small camera lens of the electronic.
"Okay, you two will fly to a tree right all the way to the top," the stick insect said, pointing directly at the large tree,
"And whoever flies to the top with out any bumps will win!"
"Got it!" the ladybug and fat butterfly responded in unison.
"Okay, I'm gonna start recording in 3, 2, 1, FLY!" Slim announced, recording the video on the camera in the start.
Francis and Heimlich start to fly towards the tree.
As Francis flies quick, saying,
"I'm gonna win!"
"Oh, no you're not!" Heimlich shot back.
Francis frowned with a smile, but he bumped under a tree branch!
"OUCH!" he wailed, and passes out.
"Francis!" Slim cried, as if he was trying to keep recording the video.
"Help! I am slipping!" Francis shouted after a groan, trying to keep his grip on a branch.
"Yay! I'm winning! I'm flying! Heimlich cheered, but noticed he reached the far from the top of the tree, and fell!
Heimlich lets out a scream, and Francis called out, losing his grip,
"Heimlich!"
Francis screamed as he fell. Slim yelled in panic,
"Guys! I've got you!"
Just then, Francis fell on top of him. Just then, Heimlich dropped on the two of them, dropping the camera into the sky.
Groaning in pain, Slim got up from Francis and Heimlich and said,
"You two, this is humiliating! What kind of—"
As he tried to finish his sentence, a camera was thrown from the sky and directly onto Slim's head. Moaning, Slim felt loss of consciousness flowing through him, and passed out, falling to the ground.
"Slim?!" Francis asked.
Heimlich felt shocked. He struggled as Francis was checking Slim's pulse. Just then, the stick insect weakly opened his eyelids; the fat butterfly felt relieved and stopped shuddering as the ladybug said again in relief,
"Are you okay?"
"My... head..." Slim groaned, and fell into a death-like sleep.
Francis shook his head with small tears, and hugged him tight, closing his eyes. Heimlich sniffled quietly, but came with compassion and patted Francis on the back, saying,
"Don't worry, Francis, the two of us will give Slim a recovery."
Holding back a sob, Francis nodded as he held back tears.
Meanwhile at night...
The moon rose, and the three bugs went back into their house. Francis puts a bandage on Slim's forehead, smoothing his face. Heimlch sighed sadly.
"Hope Slim will be okay," Francis insisted.
Suddenly, Slim strained with a groan.
"He's still alive!" Heimlich said delightfully.
Slim sat up, stared at the apologetic expressions of Francis and Heimlich.
"I'm sorry, guys, I didn't mean to sound sarcastic to you. It's just that... your flying is..." Slim said, and sighed sadly.
Heimlich and Francis walked up to Slim in comfort, and embraced him. Slim smiled as he blushed, and returned the hug. Then, they all went to bed, tucked themselves in together; asleep.
Fin