"Well you know what they say.. the equivalent to true love is that of two caffeine addicts with supernatural abilities stopping doomsday..."
"...Salem, who says that?"
"Me fucker!"
I HUMMED ALONG TO the song that was playing on the EchoDot that Vanya got me for my last birthday. It was a great way to wish me a happy sweet sixteen... Again..
Let me catch you up to speed. A few days after Five went poof I had a horrible seizure while I was watching the Harry Potter movies that Five got me for my first sixteenth birthday. Luckily, Allison had found me to check up on me.
She knew that ever since Five went bye-bye I had been going through a state of depression and the only thing keeping me even a little bit sane was Harry Potter and my spiders. That, and my two sisters.
If Allison hadn't have found me lying there, I probably would have died. When Grace, my father, and Pogo were operating on me, I lost breath. They had to inject me with a serum that would stunt my body from aging. When I woke up, they said it wouldn't be permanent, but so far, I haven't reached 17 yet.. physically, at least.. haha.
And so, I decided to move in with Vanya. We moved into an apartment with two bedrooms and 2 bathrooms. It was nice. I enjoyed watching Harry Potter on my laptop while sitting at my window frame. It was one of those window frames that were like a bench, and it opened to the fire escape. It was totally retro.
And, here we are. Here I am, sitting on the couch, online shopping and listening to music with Luna. Vanya let me bring her and Ruby along during the move, and I sort of got a lot more spiders since then. So far, I stand at a whopping eleven spiders in total. It happened when I got Neville, my first male tarantula. The little shit got Luna pregnant.
I of course, named all of them after Harry Potter characters. Except for Ruby, seen as I didn't name her.
I have Luna, Neville, Harry, Ron, Fred & George (they look almost exactly alike), Hermione, Ginny, Draco, Severus Snape, and Hagrid, who was my biggest male.
