Sunday, March 14, 2010

Uh-oh, the world is wrong-side-up!

"Help!" Jeremy shouted into the void. His new upside-down view of the room disoriented him, rendering him helpless. The sensation of the breeze running through his underside was alarming, and he struggled to get upright by flailing all his six limbs in all directions. It was useless.

Then suddenly, he heard the soft thundering of rubber flip-flops on the hard tiled floor. Instinctively, he froze, suddenly humiliated to be caught in such a precarious situation. The footfalls stop, mere inches from where he was.

"No, you don't see a cockroach on the floor. Move along." Jeremy prayed that the Jedi mind trick would work.

"Hey, a cockroach." The giant bellowed.

"Crap, so much for that trick." He was debating the advantages of staying frozen versus flailing about. He remembered a trick that his buddy, Zoren had talked about while they were foraging through the garbage last night. The best thing to do was stay absolutely still, then when the human tries to nudge you to see if you're alive or dead, use that slight momentum to get upright and flap your wings as fast and hard as you could to freedom. "Yes, that's the way to do it. It's going to work, it has to...".

It was an awkward moment, everything stood still for about 5 seconds. Then the human moved. "This is it!", Jeremy thought. He could see the slight twitch of the foot, it lifted upwards, then a hand took off the sandal. "Uh-oh". It seems this human figured it out. Jeremy then followed the sandal, rising up in the air then stop, it was about to descend upon him. He flailed about desperately, it was his last hope.

Splat.

The force of the impact reverberated through Jeremy's exoskeleton, instantly crushing his abdomen, crippling his limbs and deafening him. He could feel his guts oozing out, and the involuntary twitching of his antennae gave out his last telepathic scream of agony. "Well, that's all folks...". Jeremy died, a millisecond before the second impact of the heavy rubber sandal.

*****

Don't you just hate having to scrape off cockroach guts off the floor?

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