Insectcurities (1)
[At Kyle?s house...]
"Time sure flew by. Time for me to sleep," stated Kyle before doing so. [In his dream....]
"Finally, we?re through being smashed, swatted or otherwise," said a cockroach.
"We can finally be the ones to seek out our oh so pesky foe, ponies," agreed a fly.
"Plus they won?t know what we have planned until it?s too late and thanks to our spy equipment, we?ll come out on top," nodded a cricket.
"It?s time to dominate that which has dominated us!" declared the giant mosquito before it and the other insects attacked.
"Those bugs are huge," remarked Galapeno.
"How?d they get like this?" asked Bob.
"We should focus on stopping them," protested Mocha.
"Stop us? You ponies are finished!" laughed the giant mosquito before it and the others attacked. [The next morning...]
"Why am I trembling? That was only a nightmare and nightmares can?t affect how a pony feels naturally right? Then again that felt so real that I thought I was actually there. What if that actually happened? Would we really be so helpless?" questioned Kyle in fear before racing outside.
"What?s wrong? asked Mocha.
"Giant.....bugs......attacking....." stammered Kyle.
"I don?t get it. There aren?t any giant bugs here," protested Mocha.
"Nightmare.....giant....bugs......attacking......Pudgyville.....finished....." replied Kyle.
"A nightmare? Then it shouldn?t be that strong on you now," noted Jasmine.
"Oh dear. It must?ve been really bad to still affect him now that he?s awake," concluded Ms. Sheila.
"I wonder if he has a fear of giant bugs," suggested Galapeno.
"Sure looks like it," agreed Darren.
"He can stay with me for a while. I am his most desired pony after all. He might?ve been traumatized," stated Ms. Sheila before taking him away.
"How strange. Kyle has never been afraid of bugs before," pondered Bob.
"They must?ve been really scary in his dream," figured Darren.
"It might?ve changed how he acts forever," added Marie.
"I hope not," remarked Mocha. [A few days later, at Ms. Sheila?s house...]
"Feel better, Kyle?" asked Ms. Sheila.
"I guess," replied Kyle doubtfully.
"I hope you don?t have any kind of fear of bugs," continued Ms. Sheila.
"I think I do. It would explain why I?m now basically still in fear," nodded Kyle.
"If what you said about the bugs in your dream is true, and it must be since you were there mentally, you might need some kind of therapy to deal with it," said Ms. Sheila.
"Where would I go for that?" asked Kyle.
"I?m not sure but you can stay with me for as long as you need to. I don?t know if you?ll be able to deal with school," added Ms. Sheila.
"It?s okay. I might just need to sleep for a while," assured Kyle.
"Alright, sleep well," stated Ms. Sheila before putting Kyle in her bed and walking out of her house.
"How?s Kyle?" asked Mocha.
"He?s still in fear. He might need some form of therapy to clear it from his mind but I wouldn?t know where to go for that," explained Ms. Sheila.
"Poor Kyle. We should make or get him something," added Galapeno.
"I think perhaps the therapy is what we need to get him and I don?t think any of us know how to do it. I?ll see what my book of pudge has for ponies," protested Ms. Sheila before walking away.
"Best of luck," called Mocha.
"I don?t think I?d know what to do in their situation," admitted Truffle.
"I sure hope they figure things out," thought Mocha.
To be continued...
