Midnight Visitor

Honorable Mention
Written for: "Daily Flash Fiction Challenge"   by Arakun the Twisted Raccoon
Prompt: Moon, spider, number
Word count: 286

The moon cast an eerie yellowish green glow through my bedroom window. Before I could push the covers back, get out of bed and close the blind, I noticed a creepy spider falling towards me from the ceiling. Did I mention that I hate spiders? Well I do! When I gasped, I noticed the thin line of its web he clung to, making his way down. I had two choices here. I could stay under the covers praying he would go back to where he came from, or scramble out of bed and find something useful to kill it.

Time was a wasting, so I chose plan B, and slid to the side of my bed, my right leg drifting toward the floor ever so slowly. I didn’t want to startle the spider and have it jump on me. Do you know how nasty spider bites are? All yellow and painful, worse than a pimple!

In my haste to escape and slip out of bed, I wound up on my butt sitting in a heap on the floor. I scanned the darkened room, looking for something, anything to kill the critter so I could go back to sleep. That’s when I saw it. The you’re number one mini balloon on a stick sitting on my desk. Pushing up off the floor, I moved to the desk and snatched it out of the vase, ready to take out the intruder.

I swung the balloon around like a tennis racket, and successfully brought it down to my comforter. The spider scurried across the bed, and I made a second swing, pounding it into oblivion. I grabbed a Kleenex, cleaned up the mess, and crawled back into bed smiling.