Ant-i Evil

Chapter 2

PROFILE-
Name- Ant
Classification- animal, insect,red ant.
Gender- Female.
Appearance- small, red.
Accessories- navy hat.
Status- Overconfident.
Mood forecast- Sunny.

Arm wrestling competition, June 4, 9 pm -

COOKIE! COOKIE! COOKIE!
Hundreds of fans in the crowd cheered, most of them holding colourful posters aloft. I looked at the elephant receiving all this love and examined him. He was ginormous and overweight with tusks that could tow cars. Cookie the elephant- the reigning pro arm wrestling champion.

Cookie's eyes roved around the arena and fans squealed every time his eyes landed on one of them. He smirked and blew a kiss into the crowd with his trunk and animals fainted one by one, falling to the ground like dominoes.

"Ladies aaaaand gentlemen!"

The anchor shouted above the cheers before Cookie could enjoy any more of the attention. The lights in the arena grew brighter and the crowd went silent.

"Today's match is going to be interesting, very interesting indeed. May I introduce to you today's first challenger, " he said enthusiastically and paused for the drumroll.

" Please welcome first timer and smallest creature in pro arm wrestling history-Ant!"

The lights grew brighter and the crowd grew silent. I stepped into the arena, slow and relaxed. Half of the crowd gasped in disbelief and the rest of it sniggered.

" What? She is going against him?"
"She's so tiny!"
"That thing? How will that thing defeat him? He's hundred times her size!"
" She won't stand a chance!"

Ignoring all these comments, I walked up to the legendary arm wrestling table. I stood across from my opponent with only the table separating us both and looked him right in the eyes.

Cookie stared at me for a few seconds in disbelief and then burst out into loud laughter. The ground vibrated with the noise and I steadied myself to keep from falling.

"YOU" said Cookie, his voice dripping with contempt " are challenging ME?"

I sighed.

" Yes"  I said in a bored tone. "Didn't you hear the anchor? Make use of those ridiculously large ears of yours"

The elephant shook with laughter again and I clung to the ground with my legs to avoid slipping.

" Would you stop doing that?" I snapped.

The elephant wiped his tears from laughter.

" Ok, let's get this over with" he said, the mirth still not leaving his eyes.

I flexed my six legs, trying to decide which one to use as my hand. After a serious ritual of inky pinky ponky, I decided to go with my right front one. I climbed the table and rested my hand upright on it and looked at Cookie.

"Alright then" said Cookie still amused and moved its trunk onto my hand.
"Positions taken?" The anchor asked and we nodded, Cookie's humongous ears slapping his face as he did.

A minute of pin drop silence followed.

"And the match begins in....3....2....1!"

CRASSSHHHHHH

Everybody gasped and gaped in astonishment. Within a microsecond, I had Cookie's trunk pinned against the table, a small dent forming in it from the force with which I had slammed the trunk against it.

" What? When did that even happen? Unbelievable!"  the anchor enthused.

Murmurs started in the crowd and transformed into noisy jabbering.
" Rematch" someone whispered and people followed. Before long, it had turned into a loud chanting.