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Saturday, March 5, 2011

Ants- Chapter 4

Sorry to keep you waiting, but recent...activity and other stuff has kept me busy.
There's so much work: planning for projects, completing side projects, completing the actual project, cleaning up after the project, then realizing that I'd done the wrong project. :(
As for the projects, I'll tell you it has something related to art. And painting. And cheese mush.
Anyway, here's the latest chapter:

   "Disgusting,” though Thomas as he tried to avoid tiring himself too much while stomping the life out of the tiresome ants. His shoes were getting dirty from constantly stepping on the black gunk (his mother decided to make him stay outside by locking the only door into their house.) Naturally, the only place worth walking about was in their backyard. The problem was the ants. Also, his father never disagreed with any of his mother's plans so there was no support there. He only wished that his parents might realize that he wasn't doing anything worthwhile while stranded outdoors in the wild. There were no assignments to complete outdoors, outside, out of the house!
   Recently, he'd decided to kill off the ants as his next project. He'd already done his research and learned that the ants, belonging to the genus Solenopsis, were known by their common name Fire Ants. It was a mostly common species, so there weren't any laws that kept him from killing them as he pleased. 
   Once he had figured out that they were reviving themselves right after being sifted out of the pool, they began to wander around. He nearly ate one a few days ago outside. Today, he tied some plastic bags to his shoes before walking outside, to ensure that the ants didn't disturb him in any way; however, he soon tired of the exertion of extermination.
   “Maybe if I find the ant hill they come from, I can exterminate them all,” he thought aloud, seconds before spotting a mound of dirt he hadn’t noticed before. Thomas walked towards it.
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   “Luck is with us this time, at last,” Annetta thought to herself. The scavengers were now leaving pheromone trails to the edge of the Waters, instead of the food sources. It was amazing, this miracle. It was as if some mystical being had saved them from certain destruction by the enemy colonists. The newly revived ants had fought off the enemy colonists, much to the Queen’s delight.
File:Redant.JPG   She scuttled into the entrance to the tunnels and was about to enter when she felt a great vibration. Suddenly, a large narrow and earthy toned object, perhaps a stick, banged into the ground, smashing the entrance and all the ants there. It continued for a while, and Annetta had the sense to run away while she could.
   She could hear the underground tunnels collapsing as she scampered. She ran so fast she nearly banged antennae with Left, the medical adviser.
   “What’s happening?” she gasped and realized that Left was with an entirely large horde of ants, also running from danger.
   “A giant’s attacking, spread the word!” Left told her, and ran for his life.

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