Buckle in folks, this chapter was really needed and ur going to love it. its short but...trust me U NEED THIS CHAPTERRRR

P. #1 - Damn these doors.

It's not easy being a spider. I mean, eight legs, EIGHT. if 2 is already hard enough to work with, try having eight. It's also very, very sad being a spider. Come on, they aren't that bad! Well....except when they bite you and poison your blood stream...

But, life as Kyhle the spider, is even harder.

He loved his owner, Peter, was it? And was always given attention, man, he missed that person. But now Kyhle is sad. He is such a stupid spider.

When his owner took him out the tank, he thought it was walk time. So we waited patiently on the ground until Peter spoke up, 'do your thing'.

Do what thing? Was Kyhle's thought. What am I supposed to do? Asked Kyhle. He never got an answer. So he walked away.

He walked because he thought it was a running race. Seeing as his owner could climb walls and into vents and all that jazz, Kyhle thought it was an obstacle course.

'Yay! I finally get to have a race! I haven't had one since Danny got taken' Kyhle thought.

He ran around until finally, he came to a stop. Using all eight eyes (they have eight eyes, right?) to look around the space. There was the woman with red hair stading there. More people who he hadn't met yet. He was about to introduce himself until BANG!

There was a loud noise and Kyhle jumped to the ceiling in surprise. He seen Peter running off. He started crawling after him.

'Wait!' Kyhle thought, trying so desperately, yet failing, at keeping up with his favourite person, 'Wait for me! Please'.

And then, there was no one.

•time skip, present day•

Damn these doors, damn these doors that keep him in this one hell of a tower. It defiantly is an upgrade from the tank, but he was hungry. He was cold. He missed Peter.

Kyhle, now lounging on a couch, sat there. He just sat there. No movement, just sitting.

" :( " Kyhle said.

"Hello, Kyhle. It seems that your temperature has dropped and you are in need of food," FRIDAY's voice rang from the ceiling, "it has been a long period of time since you have last eaten. Please make your way to Peter's room."

Kyhle was overjoyed at hearing this woman's voice. She must be invisible, because Kyhle can't see her anywhere.

He started moving his tiny eight legs towards the room. It took a large amount of time, because you know, huge tower and all.

"Boss will be back soon, and I will inform him that you need to be fed," FRIDAY informed, sounding sincere.

Ah, bless her A.I. soul.

Kyhle made it to the room, FRIDAY opened the door for him.

He looked around and found his tank, his sweet, sweet tank. He climbed up the chair and latched onto the desk, then into the tank.

Yeah. Warmth is nice.

He looked up to the ceiling, good ol' memories.

"Kyhle, Hey Kyhle!" Peter called from the ceiling. The spider looked up and seen his owner hanging, "Kyhle, buddy, do you wanna hang...literally? With me?"

Kyhle signalled a yes by simply nodding his little tarantula head. Peter jumped to the floor and took the roof off the tank and gently grabbed the spider. A quick small jump, and Peter was on the ceiling again. He placed Kyhle on the ceiling beside him and made sure he was stuck on.

"We needa hang out more, man, I'm gonna miss you."

'Miss me? Miss me how? I am right here.' Kyhle thought.

He spider-sighed at the old memories. He missed how his owner and himself would hang. They also pranked the people in the tower once. Kyhle remembered seeing a guy with a bow throwing a plate at him. But with Peter's quick reflexes, Kyhle was saved.

'Oh owner. Where are you?' Kyhle thought.

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KYHLE IS BACKKKKKK!!!!!!!!!!

Okay so blame my sleep deprived mind I was literally writing the next (actual) chapter to this and I was like 'heh, what if I wrote a chapter about Kyhle' and then I was like ':0' and then I said 'oh my gosh'.

ScreeEeEeEeeEeEeEeeeEe

Next chapter coming soon and Christmas oneshot series coming December first bye!

Till next time my fellow baguettians
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