Tough SL (A Minho Fanfict)

Send Her In

-Reyna-

"DID YOU JUST CUT ME YOU LITTLE SHANK?!"

  The spider has risen. It talks. It's mad.

  I'm scared and I honestly might pee... Words aren't coming out of my mouth.

  I just stood there, staring at the paper cut on the beefy asian's face. He's going to throw a rock at my head and I'm gonna die.

Right here, right now.

I smiled up at him and handed him a tiny box of bandaids. "Do you want the green one, or the cheetah print?"

He only glared at me harder.

-10 minutes ago-

I opened my eyes, or at least I think I did. My body was sprawled out on a cold metal platform with square patterns I'm sure are already etched into my skin.

An oddly familiar whirring sound evaded my ears, and the box I was in began to move.

I have no idea why the hell this sound makes me think spider. Oh, spiders... my skin crawls just thinking about them.

What if... there's a spider crawling around here but it's so dark that it can land anywhere on my body without me knowing.

  I stuck my hands out and reached for anything around me. I looked like I was walking around trying to cope a feel of some phantom boobies, but then my hand rammed into a wall.

"Ow." I pressed my hand to the rattling metal walls of the cage I was standing in, and judging from the way my hair was spazzing out, I'm positive I'm moving upwards. I'm moving upwards very fast.

The box accelerated its ascent.

That's a good sign. It means I died and I'm going to heaven or I'm escaping from the depths of hell and I've escaped the demons.

  Is this the afterlife? Hell sure is fucking cold. they torture the damned down here don't they? My punishment can start any minute now...

  My arms are spider free. My limbs, they're spider free. My pants... there's something sticking out of my pants.

There's a hard lump in my pocket. Now I'm no scientist, but I'm pretty sure only guys get lumps in their pants.

I reached into one of my butt pockets, and pulled out a knife?

  Good. It wasn't something freaky, like a tarantula.

Or a penis.

*BOM*

  I stopped moving, and a red light was flashing so bright, it burned holes into my retina. I tripped over a thing, and fell on a bigger thing, then rolled onto the floor.

   My punishment has come. Satan's about to make it rain spiders up in this motherfucker.

  I started to violently cut the air with my butt knife, hoping I got the-HOLY SHIT WHAT IF I CUT THE WEB THE SPIDER IS HANGING ON AND NOW IT REALLY IS ON ME?

"Shut up!" The mother-fucker talks.

"Get back!" I swiped around me some more, "I have a penis, AND IT IS SHARP."

  More voices started echoing off the walls.

  More light started flooding into the cage, blinding me just as I was recovering my vision from the last light that flashed in my face.

"Rise and shine greenie! Welcome to the g- WHAT THE BLOODY HELL IS THIS SHIT? Alby. God, it has mounds-tumors! Two of em!" Some posh mother-fucker gasped at the sight of me.