None were knives or spoons but oh well

spooder child

“Don’t stomp on me!”

damn.......im gunna need the elon musk flame thrower for this one

*She screams with fear, running away on her tiny legs*

Arla: “I am not a spider!”

hmmmmm

“I’m closer to a bug than a spider, science says…”

spider is still a bug

“Yeah but I don’t think I’m a spider… more like a beetle or something I think”

stag

“Probably…”

and beetles are good for stomping *trying to stomp the child*

“Augh!”
*She runs away with her arms flailing*

damit i missed the bug