Modern Monsters

Asier the Drider

Female Reader x Male Monster (both cis)

Waiting for a package to come into the mail was exciting. It was all the joy of a child on Christmas eve, peering out their window in hopes that Santa Claus would appear. It was more like the adult version, in the fact you can have this every day if you wanted to. Keeping tabs on tracking, watching out the window as something is left on your stoop, it's the boost you need to get through the day sometimes. Or at least it had been until you moved.

The little chime on your phone alerted you that your recent order had come in. It was a new keyboard with the cool keys that make the satisfying click-clack noise. It was an impulse buy after having seen it one too many times on social media. You rushed outside to get the package, and nothing. You saw the mail truck going down the road, but there was no package.

"Asier!" You yelled to the canopy of trees right next to your place. You stomped over, looking up into the trees. "Asier!"

"What?"

"My package," you snarled.

"You have enough packages."

You rolled your eyes and crossed your arms. "We talked about this, you can't just go and take my packages off the porch! It's a federal crime."

"And my home is federally protected, so what of it." Asier appeared, coming down from inside the tree with a smug look on his face. All six eyes were turned to you, waiting for you to react.

You held out your hands. "I need this one for work."

Asier clicked his tongue, rapping his long fingers against the tree branch. "I told you it's aggravating, day in and day out someone comes running up and down the path, wakes me up-"

"I put up a sign."

"Oh yes, the sign where you crossed out 'dog' and wrote in drider," he sighed. He tilted his head towards the fence. "Weren't you going to order one of those drop off boxes so they didn't have to come near my trees?" He raised up, waggling his fuzzy legs at you.

"It's coming in," you huffed. "The hardware store had to special order it, they said it could take a while."

"And yet most of everything else you order is within two days." Asier slipped down from the tree, revealing his bulbous back end striped deep brown and pale gray.

You pouted up at him. "My package, please!"

Asier scoffed, all eyes rolling. From above your package dropped down, cocooned in his web.

"Really?" You grumbled.

Asier just smirked while you tried to tear your package out of the thick coating of web. Your fingers got stuck or trapped a few times, but eventually you got the package out.

"I have a food order coming soon too." You warned him.

"You ordered me lunch, how kind," Asier snipped.

You narrowed your eyes at him. "I've had drug dealing neighbors who weren't half as annoying as you."

"You were warned about me when you rented this place," Asier laughed as he vanished back up into his trees.

You scoffed, heading back inside to open your keyboard. It was true, you took this place because it was cheap even after your landlord told you that the property came with Asier and his trees, which were part of the national forest and were federally protected under some sort of act you can't recall.

You sat down at your computer, opening the box with a cat paw shaped razor blade, then unearthed the box. There was rattling from within and you sighed heavily.