World War III with a Moth:
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"Trevor." I said quietly and poked his cheek. He only snored louder and turned his back towards me.
My eyes wandered over to the big moth that was resting on the ceiling. It was the size of Trevor's foot.
"Trevor wake up! There's an albino moth in our bedroom!" I hissed and poked his ribs. This time he turned his head to face me. I was about to poke him again when he muttered a very incoherent,"what do you want?"
"There's a monster moth in our bedroom!" I told him. The moth moved an inch to the left and I had to hold in the squeal that wanted to escape my mouth.
Trevor reluctantly opened his eyes and lazily looked at me and then closed his eyes again.
"Y/n, it's too early for your bull." He muttered
"Trevor, if you just looked up at the ceiling maybe you'd understand." I said uneasily. The moth hasn't moved from it position and I wasn't sure if that was a good thing or a bad thing.
Trevor sighed and turned his head, looking up at the ceiling before he went completely silent. It was dead quiet until he slowly sat up, his head in his hands.
"What is that?" He asked
"It's an albino moth." I responded
"Am I dreaming or am I just high?" He asked again.
"Sadly enough, you aren't."
Trevor didn't say anything after that, instead he reached over and grabbed his phone. I thought he would call someone to take care of the moth but instead he took a picture of the moth. He then quietly rested his phone back on the nightstand and laid back down.
Anyone would've thought Trevor was taking the situation quite seriously but when the moth moved an inch forward, a very high pitched scream escaped his lips.
"Trevor!" I hissed and I almost yelled as well when the moth flew from the ceiling to the desk where Trevor and I had our fragrances.
"On the count of 3, we run." Trevor muttered. I nodded and quickly stuffed my phone in my short pockets.
"One,"
"Two,"
"Three!" He screamed and I jumped out of bed and scurried to the door but stopped when I heard a pierced scream. Trevor's scream to be exact.
"Oh my gosh it touched me!" Trevor exclaimed and closed the door behind him
"Oh my gosh I touched it." He said quietly and looked up at me, his eyes full of horror.
"What if I'm next?!" He asked me and the look on his face is what sent me laughing in hysteria.
"Y/n I'm being serious! What if I'm the next albino moth!" He squealed
"Trevor, it's a huge moth, not a contagious mutant." I assured him but he wouldn't have it.
"I can feel the transformation happening. My stomach is making weird noises and my throat is dry," he said and dramatically threw himself on the floor.
"Y/n, I wanted you to know that I love you. No scratch that, I'm in love with you. Also I still hate you for eating my in-n-out burger."
He laid on the floor when a loud noise came from the bedroom door.
"Oh my gosh y/n it's going to escape and come for me! Run y/n run! I can already feel the need to turn you into a moth too!" He yelled and I giggled at his dramatic performance he was putting on.
"Trevor, you're not transforming into anything. You're just hungry." I informed him and he didn't say anything at first but instead he picked up his phone and dialed someone.
"Yes, hello 911 I would like to report a monster moth in my bedroom. No this is not a prank! It's the size of my foot and it attacked me! Send back up! No wait---send the navy! Officer I'm not joking-no please don't hang up-please don't it's gonna eat me!"
To Trevor's dismay, the officer hung up on him and he looked at me in disbelief.
"What now?" He asked me and I shrugged my shoulder, picking up my own phone and scrolling through my contacts.
"We could always call an exterminator." I suggested and Trevor shook his head no.
"We need something bigger, we need NASA! Quickly, help me call Obama!" He said and was about to get his laptop when there was a loud knock on the door.
"Open it and see who it is while I contact Obama!" Trevor told me and I rolled my eyes at him. Opening the door, I was surprised to see a policemen standing there.
"Good morning officer how may I help you?" I asked him
"We got a call saying that there was a-um monster moth?" He asked
"Officer I'm so glad you came it touched me and I almost died! By any chance did you bring the navy?" Trevor asked him.
"Right..." the officer said looking at Trevor before turning to face me.
"So where's this moth?" He asked and I motioned for him to follow me. I lead him outside the bedroom door and pointed at it.
"In there." I said and backed up a few feet away as the officer opened the door. Trevor hid behind me and I took cover behind a chair. A few minutes out came the officer, a look of disbelief on his face.
"I'll be honest with you kids, the main reason I came over is because I thought you kids were on drugs or something, I didn't expect to see a big moth in the room. But no worries I called the exterminator and he'll be here in 10 minutes. Other than that, have a great day." he told us before walking out of the apartment.
"So there won't be a world war 3 with the big moth?" Trevor asked
I rolled my eyes at his idiocy and made my way towards the kitchen.
"No Trevor, there won't be a world war 3 with the moth."
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A/N: don't judge me on this it's only 12:18 in the morning. Decided to write something light hearted and here it is. Hope you enjoyed!
