🐜 📖 Chapter 1: It Begins: “It Begins”
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The pests emerge. The crumbs are sacred. The bites are accidental (allegedly). And the Queen? She’s had enough.
Part 1: “It Begins”
At night, they emerge from their hiding places—tiny shadows with twitchy legs and crumb-hunting ambition. I swear they whisper strategies like, “How do we get the crumbs she missed?” Still watching me, still plotting.
The leader of the tribe of pest—yes, pest—creeps closer. “I’m going to get that crumb,” he declares, eyes locked on the one by my arm.
He tiptoes in. I’m deep in la-la-land, dreaming of glitter scrolls and layout sabotage. He lunges. But instead of the crumb, he bites my arm.
He freezes. The tribe freezes. Statues. Sweating. Not breathing.
I stir. I blink. I glare. “Hmmm,” I say. “Why? You bit my arm. Again. This is the 25th time. Do you need glasses?”
They scatter. Full sprint. I swat them off like confetti at a chaotic parade.
No blood. Just bruised pride.
The pests may bite—but they also run like they’ve got glitter glue in their veins.
🐇 Continue to Chapter 2 — Introducing the Shuboo’s
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