We are cranes

It's just a spider

Imagine- There is a spider in the house, which Ichabod and Katrina do not like, and Isabella has to take it out herself. 

October 30th, that was today's date. The day before Halloween, or as they called it All Hallows Eve. But Halloween was the more common term. And on this day, it was pretty cold and windy outside. But then again, it was New York, so usually around October, it was always cold. Especially at night. 

There weren't very many people walking around the streets of New York at this time of night, since it was pretty late, and that included the Crane family. 

Speaking of the Cranes, Ichabod didn't necessarily love Halloween, but he didn't mind it either. You would think that Ichabod, being a constable and all, would really show how tough and strong he was. And he was, very much so. But sometimes, his unmanly traits would show way more than intended to. For example, he did not like the sight of blood. I mean, he detested and despised it. And when he sees blood, even if its just a tiny bit, he will most likely either vomit, or faint. 

Yeah, that is very manly...

On top of that, one of Ichabod's greatest fears, was spiders. Didn't matter if it was a little garden spider, or a tarantula, spiders scared the absolute FUCK out of him. Katrina, his wife, wasn't too fond of spiders either. But she wasn't as afraid of them as her husband was. Now their daughter, Isabella, who was the sweetest and kindest young lady, she did not mind spiders. At all.

Some girls at her school thought she was very weird for liking spiders, bugs, and all the other creepy crawlies. Most girls didn't like those kinds of organisms, but Isabella wasn't like most girls. She was different, eccentric, and she didn't care. She liked being different.

She found spiders, and other creatures of that nature very interesting, always wondering how such specimens could walk, move, and just all around function in the world. She totally got the curiosity trait from her father, as her father was a very curious man. 

Ichabod was sitting on the sofa, Katrina in one of the love seats and they were both reading a book. Isabella was in her room, taking a nap and dreaming about Halloween day. She couldn't wait to celebrate the holiday of witches, black cats, and vampires... even though vampires didn't exist. Or So they thought. 

All of a sudden, Isabella woke up with a gasp when she heard two shrieks coming from downstairs. She quickly propped herself on her elbow, groaning as she rubbed the sleep from her eyes before running a hand through her hair and she got out of bed. She knew it was her parents, but what the hell were they freaking out about?

Isabella rushed downstairs, her hand holding onto the rail so she wouldn't trip or fall and when she got to about the 3 step from the floor, her blue eyes scanned the room. Ichabod was standing on a chair in the corner of the room, his hands holding onto the wall. Katrina was sitting on the loveseat, hugging both knees to her chest, and both of their eyes were wide. 

"What is going on? Are you two alright? Why did you scream?" Isabella asked, all these different questions running through her head. Ichabod, too stunned to speak, pointed his index finger towards the floor and Isabella followed his finger. On the ground, was a tarantula, slowly crawling across the black furry rug. Isabella rolled her eyes before placing her hands on her hips. She wasn't angry, she knew how afraid her father was of spiders. But she still couldn't help but feel annoyed.

"Really, daddy? Its just a tarantula, it's not going to kill you." She said as she slowly walked down the rest of the stairs, making her way to the spider with her hands still on her hips.

"Kill it! No No, Stun it! It will kill you!" Ichabod cried out and Isabella stopped walking, shooting him a glare before slapping her palm against her forehead, shaking her head. This was the 1800s, Isabella had never heard of a tarantula killing a human, let alone hurting one. They make look intimidating, but to her, they were just little fuzzballs who would never hurt a fly. The only reason spiders bite humans, like with any other animal, is if they feel threatened or scared.