My Spiders: A Short Story: Marty Muffet

“Ahhhhh, a spider, a spider, I hate spiders, help!”, Miss Muffet shrieked as she ran away. What Miss Muffet couldn’t hear over her shrieking was the cracking of the branch and a thud right by her tuffet. 1:08 pm. I Marty Muffet was intensely studying the inside of my eyelids when I hear screaming from downstairs, and as it wakes me up I know for sure that the commotion is coming from my older sister Miss Mindy Muffet, or Miss Muffet. I fly down the stairs to see if the yelling is anything juicy. I come to realize it is only Miss Muffet yelling about a spider, and how she doesn’t want to go back to her tuffet alone. As a quietly try to make my way back upstairs mom yells, “Marty, will you go with your sister back to her tuffet to
“Oh no, no, No, where could it be,” she cried frantically. “Help me find it!” “Find what?”, I asked. “The coupons for my curds and whey, I had about 90 coupons stashed in the legs of my tuffet, and now they are gone,” I wanted to ask why she kept coupons in her chair, but I thought now is not the time to ask. I wondered if they were stolen. I walked over to the tuffet to look inside the legs when I saw a snagged piece of what seem to be checkered pants. Now that I see the cloth, I think I am pretty sure that the coupons were not just missing they were stolen by someone. But Who? My clues were the piece of clothing, fresh footprints, fallen tree branch, broken tuffet, and the electronic spider with the company address on the back. I told Miss Muffet what I thought was happening and she put together the first piece. “Maybe the fake spider was a way to scary me away from the tuffet,” “If that was the plan how did someone hide from you while you were eating, there is no bushes or trees around expect for this one...hey, maybe the crook was hiding up in the tree with the spider, and waited to swipe the coupons in till they had frightened you