Unwanted

Evil Radioactive Flying Taco Cockroach

"No fair!"

I looked at him and smirked "I win fair and square. So don't be a child because a girl beat you"

"But this is your house! Or course you can get here faster!" he complained

I raised one of my eyebrow up "really? By the looks of it you already remember the path to my house"

"Oh... It's.. Enggg... Nothing?" he hesitated

"just come in" I unlocked the door and found the living room in a mess.

I groaned. Lena haven't cleaned the mess from yesterday. I just continue to walk on to the door to my lab

I looked behind and found Alpha looking at the house awkwardly. I just motioned him to follow me.

"Why is this place looks like it's been through a tornado?" he asked while crossing over a puddle of milk

"It's from the party yesterday. Lena haven't clean it up" I said as I tried to avoid a big waffle on the ground

"Why didn't you clean it up?"

"I'm busy. Besides it's her party" I look up to see a taco on the ceiling "How the heck did that thing got there?!"

"Worst, how does that got here?" he pointed to a big, slimy creature

I gulped "I have no idea and don't even want to know"

"Let's just go to your lab" he stuttered

"Good idea" I tried my best to avoid all the leftovers

But as you know. My Luck Is so freaking bad

Out of nowhere a cockroach appeared to the table near me and I tried my best to not scream.

Hey at least it's not a flying cockroach

Wait, did that cockroach just heard my thoughts because it started to spread it's icky wings

Ah I jinxed it

"Vera, is there a-" Alpha suddenly came behind me

"Shhhh, don't move" I whispered "On the count of three we run, okay?"

"But why?" I looked at him with a 'Shut up and just do what I said'  look aka my softer glare

"Okay" I started "one... Two... Thr-"

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA"

The cockroach flies

It Flies

Towards Alpha

That I just now know is really really really afraid of cockroach

"GET THAT UGLY HIDEOUS THING AWAY FROM ME!" He screamed while doing laps around the house

"Calm down!" I tried to stop him. But of course he's still screaming around like an idiot

"Alpha! Watch ou-"

CRASH

That can't be good

I hurriedly get to him and found him hiding behind the sofa while pointing a taco

"Evil" he muttered "Evil taco cockroach"

I picked up the taco "Alpha, it's just a taco-"

"PUT THAT DOWN"

"But-"

"PUT IT DOWN" he screamed "IT'S A RADIOACTIVE TACO COCKROACH! YOU COULD BE KILLED!"

I put it down. What's wrong with this kid?