Set It Off Scenarios

Bugs!

(A/N So I have a special project planned. Be prepared for that!)

Cody Carson:

"Looking good Babe!" Cody hollered and I squinted at him, a smile forming.

"Hey Carson!" I let him kiss my slightly sunburned nose and stood up, taking off my gardening gloves. I took a glass of (cliche) lemonade he had made. Wiping my brow, I looked around the rather pitiful looking garden. "You know, I could use a little help."

"Aww, but you're so much better at it than I am!" He explained.

"No, you just don't want to tan your too fair skin." I corrected, lightly smacking his arm.

He laughed and shrugged. "Maybe." He froze.

I gave him a confused look. "What? What's up?" I looked around trying to find the source of his fear.

He pointed a shaky finger behind me and that's when I saw it; the cutest Banded Woolly Bear! I hadn't seen one of those since college!

"AWW!" I gushed before picking it up and letting it crawl in my hands. I pet it; enjoying the sensation of it against my fingertips. "Isn't it the cutest thing you ever saw Cody?" I held it up to him so he could have a better look.

He took a step back. "Get that thing away from me!" He responded, his voice deadly serious and his eyes wide.

A smirk slowly started to form on my lips. "Oh? You don't like this little guy? Well that's too bad, because I think I'm going to keep him until he becomes a moth and name him Charles Clarinet. What do you think?"

"I think you should kill it." He replied, taking another step back.

"But Cody! He's too precious to kill!" I whined.

"Then get rid of it! There is no way that, that THING is going in the house." He hissed and I sighed, letting it crawl onto a leaf. I looked back at him and shook my head, giving a small tsk. "What?" He wheezed.

"Never would've guessed that Cody Charles "Clarinet" Carson would be afraid of callerpitters." I sighed.

"I'm-" He paused. "Did you just say callerpitters."

"Yeah, so?" I shrugged.

He enveloped me into a hug. :"That's that cutest thing you've ever said!"

"Aww." I snuggled into the hug and whispered. "So can we keep it?"

He raced into the house shouting, "NO! NEVER! NOT IN A MILLION YEARS Y/N!"

"Darn." I mumbled before getting back to work.

Maxx Danziger:

"KILL IT! KILL IT! KILL IT!" I shrieked as I stood on top of the kitchen table.

"YOU KILL IT!" Maxx screamed back from his spot on the counter about two feet away from me.

"I'M NOT TOUCHING IT!" I howled back. Who was he kidding?! I'm deathly afraid of spiders and he knows that! He just doesn't like touching bugs, so I outrank him.

"Well I'm not either." He folded his arms and stuck his nose in the air.

I rolled my eyes and growled. "You're supposed to be the man in this relationship."

"So?" He asked. looking back at me.

"SO BE A MAN AND KILL THAT D*NG SPIDER!" I screeched and pointed to the nickel-sized spider crawling on the floor.

"NO WAY!" He yelled.

We continued to bicker back and forth when we saw Pistol come strolling in. She sniffed at the spider and did the unthinkable; she ate it.

"EW PISTOL GROSS!" I grimaced.

Maxx jumped off the counter, picked up Pistol, brought her to the trash can and said, "NO NO NO NO NO! SPIT THAT OUT RIGHT NOW!"

I couldn't help but chuckle as he tried to get Pistol to barf up the spider, but it was long gone by now.

Zach DeWall:

I peaked out of the blankets and looked at Zach. He was still looking around the room, so I whimpered and went back under.

"I still can't find it Baby." He called. "So, you're really allergic to bees?"

"Uh-huh." I replied. "If one stings me, I, well, die."

"Die?!" Zach screeched and I couldn't help but start trembling. "That's it. This bee is going down in the most violent way possible! Nothing threatens MY Angels life!"

"Thank you hotstuff." I responded with a giggle.

"AH-HA! Found you! Prepare to die!" I heard him slap my desk at least five times. "I got it! That bee is down for the count!"

I whipped the covers off my head. Our eyes locked for a few seconds before I said, "You will not believe how incredibly stuffy it is in there."

He laughed at my reference and threw the bee carcass in his trashcan and not mine. He then proceeded to scoop me up and place me on his lap in bed, his arms wrapped securely around my waist.

"I almost lost you today." He whispered in my hair. I nodded and he continued. "I will never let that happen again, alright?"

"Alright Zachaboy." I kissed his forehead and our heads nuzzled together almost like cats.

Dan Clermont:

I was in the basement cleaning up when I saw it. As soon as I saw it crawling I froze. I slowly started to back up when I felt the handrail behind me. As soon as my left hand had a good grip on it, I bolted up the stairs as fast I could and slammed the door shut. I was leaning against it, panting, when Dan came from around the corner.

He gave me a confused look. "Baby girl? What's wrong?"

"Bug. Basement. Kill. NOW!" I hollered and flung myself off the door and into his arms.

"Whoa, whoa! What?" He started laughing and I looked up at him. "Flower I didn't know you were afraid of bugs!"

"I'm not!" I growled. "Just the one downstairs in our house."

He peeled me off of him and held up his hands. "Ok, baby girl. I'll go kill it. But you have to watch my heroics, alright?"

I rolled my eyes and shooed him downstairs, following a few paces behind. I pointed to where I last saw it and was teeny bit relieved to see it still there, crawling along peacefully.

Dan started laughing again and choked out between laughs, "That? You're scared of that? A little ole ladybug? Baby girl!"

I smacked his shoulder, hard. "JUST KILL IT ALREADY!" I shrieked and he grabbed a Kleenex, still chuckling. He smashed the tiny bug and I grinned. "Now, flush it."

"Alright." He moved past me and into the bathroom where he dropped the Kleenex and flushed it. As he watched it disappear, I started attacking him with kisses. "Oh, um, thanks?"

"My hero." I whispered in his ear.

He gave a smug smirk and replied, "I am a hero, aren't I?"