Gifts for Crawly.

Harley Jones · Venomous Arsenal

Gifts for Crawly.

Crawly · Creepy Crawly

When everyday was Christmas it took something special to get the little child snake exited about a present. Mommy had set the bar pretty high and so far, no one had managed to top the Kadra.

So when Crawly saw the spine wrapped box, her little black heart went thud-thud-thud. Clearly if what's inside the box was nearly as good as the wrapping, it had to be Good.

The spinal cord thunked softly against the plush pink carpet of her room while her little fingers tore through the wrapping and cardboard.

And then her smile of eager hope...faded.

Carefully, so as not to soil her fingers, Crawly picked up the rotting bits of flesh strung on a string. They were fresh once upon a time, but improper refrigiration and care had guaranteed that the digits had began to rot. Ideally Crawly loved interesting scents, decay though? That one never made it to her Top Ten list.

Absently she tossed the necklace back into the box and went for the paints and coloring books instead, humming a line from little Mermaid. "I've got gadgets and gismos-a-plenty I've got hoosits and watsits galore..." while she picked through them.

Seriously, if Harley thought that she could scare Crawly's "friend" and a few coloring books and paints would put her in the clear, then the Boa was wrong. With a grand gesture, the child sent the box its contents tumbling into the white metal trash bin in a corner of her room. Crawly had enough painting supplies to last her into adulthood, if Harley wanted her favor she'd have to actually work for it. Harley stepped on Crawly's toes, picked up one of her toys without asking permission first and to the child that was bad. Very, very bad.

Turning away Crawly was about to leave and go pester Nori into changing faster when she turned back around and went to retrieve the rotting necklace out of the trash. She wasn't entirely heartless and like the TV show with the puppets said, Sharing is Caring. With her prize in hand, Crawly snuck into Harley's room where she shoved the necklace into a cranny where it couldn't be seen, but boy, could you smell it.