The itsy-bitsy spider crawled into Mama's bed... [Closed]
Characters: Jack Spicer, Sanji, later others
Location: The gym
Time: Late on Friday, following the party
Content: Jack lays a trap for Sanji. Involving spiders. O.O
Format: Prose~
Warnings: Pyrokinetic Archnaphobe + Giant Spiders = NOTHING GOOD; also, strong potential for graphic cartoon violence later. -_-'
While Sanji was unsuspectingly enjoying his birthday party, another surprise was being set up just for him in the basketball gym. But this surprise would not involve cake.
When the victim walked in, the lights would go off, causing the room to go pitch black. And then the fun would begin, small at first; just little, furry, many-legged things running over his feet.
Then the big guns would come out.
Jack Spicer, engineer of the mess of machinery littering the gym floor, stood up at the top of the bleachers, looking down over his creation with smug satisfaction. If this didn't prove him to Mod, he didn't know what would.
He ran one last quick check of everything, made sure the Jackbot set with a night vision camera to film the event was still functioning smoothly, and then sat down in a spinny chair with his feet up on a rail, and dialed a number into a special phone he had created. It was complete with an untracable signal and, most importantly, a voice changer.
The phone rang once, twice, and then was answered by a groggy, party-tired voice on the other line.
Adopting what he imagined to be the perfect facial expression of an innocent Southern belle, Jack simpered into the receiver, "Hello, Mister Sanji? I was wonderin' if you could come on down to the gym, I have another present for ya."