The Ant Bully Page #2

Drives them nuts. And if they try to cut

the power in the middle of the night...

...these babies will wake me up.

-We gotta be prepared. Tell your friends.

-I don't have any friends.

Well, who's gonna look out for you

when you get old...

...and your teeth are falling out,

and them aliens are after you?

-Lucas.

-I'll look after myself.

-Good night, Mommo.

-Good night. Sleep tight.

Don't let the bedbugs bite...

...or creep into your ear

and lay eggs in your brain.

-Dance, Pukas.

-Dance, monkey boy, dance!

Think fast.

Clacktiel.

You....

Zoc, please, not in front of Spindle.

Sorry.

God, there must be something I missed.

Wait. A crack.

That's it. Imperfections in the crystals.

Perhaps coating it

in a viscous compound.

Spindle. Resin.

Clacktiel.

Oh, that's it. It worked!

The potion is complete!

Praise the Mother! Yes! Yes! Yes!

No!

-Zoc.

-Hova, hang on.

Spindle, get the potion. Quickly.

Hello.

Yep, I was about your age

when I flooded my first colony.

Brother, those were good times.

Good times!

-Who are you?

-Stan Beals is the name.

Beals-A-Bug Pest Control.

Exterminator, eradicator,

solver of problems.

Hey, you must be the Nickle boy, right?

Now, your dad ordered my services...

...but he forgot to sign the contract

before he left.

Busy man. Lot on his mind. It happens.

So he just told me to talk to you....

-Lucas.

-Yeah, Lucas.

He said, "You have my son, Lucas,

sign the contract for me...

...if I happen to forget to before I leave.

He's a grown man now."

His exact words.

I don't know.

Do you have any references?

References?

There's one.

I don't think I should.

You don't think you should, huh?

You don't think?

So who does your thinking for you?

Your mommy?

Mommy, Mommy, Mommy,

what do I do?

I'm just a little baby

that can't think for myself.

Please wipe my little bottom for me.

Wipe me. Oh, oh, please, wipe me.

-Give me that stupid contract.

-Yes, sir. A very mature decision.

Enjoy a world that's entirely bug free

Just sign right here

And leave the killing to me

I wrote that.

-Are you all right?

-I'm fine.

Spindle? Spindle?

Spindle. You saved it.

Oh, well, come here.

Well, someone's getting

an extra moldy root tonight.

-Okay, okay.

-Zoc.

Spindle, light.

-Mother, help us.

-Oh, no.

To attack without provocation,

without reason...

...just because they can, it's--

It's barbaric.

But what can we do?

We are lost.

No. We are saved.

This is our salvation.

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