Andrew walked across the crunchy hotel carpet to the bath. He flicked the light on and tried to look up his nose. Still nothing there, at least from what he could tell. A dozen or so nose blows showed him nothing but boogers, and blood. Still kind of a lot of blood. Maybe he should go to the hospital to get checked out.

He turned on the shower, and the pipes rattled with excitement. Steam started filling the room and covering the mirror. He whipped away a spot to look at his eye. That big guy really had clobbered him; it had been years since he’d been knocked out.

After a battle with the shower faucet to get an acceptable level of not burning, and not freezing he started to take his clothes off. He struggled with his shirt, and threw it in the sink to soak. No way he was going to wear any of Milo’s clothes, he’d wash his stuff and put it back on.

He unbuttoned his pants when he heard Milo screaming from the other room. And not a scream of pleasure but the kind of scream only reserved for small girls, and very uncool men. With his pants open, and his dong dangerously close to being free, Andrew ran back to the duel twin bed bedroom.

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What he saw made him want to rip his eyes out. Milo laid on the bed, his dong was out, and in his hand. Porn on the TV. Two ladies actually, very tasteful. Moving across Milo’s chest was a ladybug. Only it had six very long legs, a least a foot long each, with a couple joints thrown in there for good measure. Its body 10 to 20 times larger than a normal ladybug, it was about the size of a golf ball.

It moved up Milo’s body, slowly, almost like it didn’t know it had been detected.

“Help,” Milo squeaked.

Andrew took his shoe off, and threw it at the ladybug. He missed and hit Milo in the head. The bug froze for a second then quickly moved to Milo’s head. One of its long legs dug into Milo’s nose. Milo tried to turn, and rubbed the ladybug off. But its legs held tight to his face.

Andrew ran towards Milo and the bug, but his pants, while unbuttoned came down, he tripped and hit his head against the TV stand. Blood covered his vision. He grabbed the bed, and pulled himself up. The ladybug’s body was trying to squeeze into Milo’s nose. Two of its legs were already in Milo’s nasal passage. Milo screamed and the neighbor in the room next to them banged on the wall and told them to keep it down.