BUG-BOY

Hello again Kiddies. I was just TAKING SCARE of some PUTRID-PESTS in my CASTLE, here! This job really BUGS me heh-heh! But not like the ones in tonight's tale, where a boy hears the BUZZ AROUND TOWN, about someone called...
Back on a hot day in June, 1960, three boys were walking around a gravel-pit up, in southeast-Canada together. "Hey, fellas, let's try out my brand new sling-shot my Dad got me for my Birthday last week!" one of the boys said to the two others. "Alright, Frank!" one of the other boys replied to him. Frank walked around one of the mounds of gravel and stood, aiming his sling-shot at an empty bottle of Jim Beam Whiskey laying on its side on the ground. He shot a small rock at it, the rock struck it, smashing the bottle and the two other boys clapped for Frank. "Thanks Pete!" Frank said to one of the other boys. "Sure, that was neat Frank" Pete replied to him. "Can I please try it Frank? That was neat man" the other boy said to him. "Thanks. Sure, Dave" Frank said to him in reply. Frank handed Dave his sling-shot along with another small rock and Dave aimed it at a tin can on the ground. He shot the rock at it and missed the can. "Nice try Dave" Frank and Pete said to him. "Thanks fellas" Dave replied. All of a sudden, a man walked towards them, with an angry look on his face. 
The man put his hand on Pete's shoulder. "Pete, get on home boy! Yer foolin' around gettin' into trouble" he said to him, angrily. "Hi Dad. No sir. We're just havin' fun here!" Pete replied to him. "Yer get a whoopin' fer contradictin' me boy! Now, come on!" Pete's father replied to him, angrily and he and Pete walked off together, with his father's hand on his shoulder. Pete and his father walked into a house on the corner of a street. Pete's dad lit a cigarette and smoked, as Pete sighed at him within a hallway. Pete's dad took his belt off and held it in his hand and Pete gasped in fear. That night, Pete was lying on a bed, crying on his side, with bruises on his arms and hands within a downstairs-bedroom in the house. The sounds of crickets chirped outside his open-bedroom-window, and something light brown and scaly flew passed his open-window, quickly. Pete gasped, got up and looked out his open-window. He walked slowly over to it and the big light-brown and scaly thing flew quickly passed his open-window again, only in the opposite direction. Pete gasped and jerked back suddenly. 
The following morning, Pete stirred in his bed and woke up. He looked up and over to the corner of his ceiling and wall, seeing a white cocoon of silk hanging within it. Pete gasped in surprised-fright and got out of bed. He looked up, at the silk cocoon and there was a low-pitched-buzzing sound coming from within it. Pete ran out of his bedroom then. As he stood in the hall by the front door, the sound of paper tearing was heard from in his room, and the low buzzing got louder. Pete gasped in horror and trembled somewhat. The big light-brown, scaly thing that flew by his window the night before, wandered out of his bedroom and was what was making the buzzing sound. The thing was a bug-like monster, standing on twos, with cockroach-like limbs, and pupil less-eyes of solid-black. The thing also had white, fly-like wings protruding from its back, that fluttered every few seconds. Pete's eyes widened in terror at the bug-like monster that was as tall as he was. "Do not fear. I am known as Bug-Boy, and I dwell within these Canadian-forests!" the bug-like monster said to Pete in a buzzing-voice. "H-Hi I am Pete. You made a cocoon in my room" Pete replied to Bug-Boy. "Hello Pete. Why, yes I did for the time being to rest. I do hope you do not mind" Bug-Boy said to him in reply. "It's okay" Pete replied, calming down. "Oh good Pete. Thank you" Bug-Boy said, showing his four lower-fangs, as its spider-like chelicerae moved up and down. Footsteps were heard and Bug-Boy flew around, back into Pete's bedroom and Pete ran towards the footsteps then. It was his father walking downstairs at the one end of the hall. Pete's dad got to the bottom of the stairs, and grabbed Pete tightly by his wrist and looked at him angrily.
Pete gasped in pain. "Pete, don't burn my eggs or bacon boy!" Pete's dad said to him, meanly. "Yes Dad" he replied. Pete's dad let go of his wrist and walked into the kitchen, smoking a cigarette. Pete rubbed his wrist and saw Bug-Boy standing in his bedroom-doorway, the monster's white fly-like wings fluttering. The boy sighed and walked into the kitchen. Pete got a frying pan out of a cupboard and put it on the stove, as his father sat at the kitchen-table, drinking a bottle of Jim Beam Whiskey. Meanwhile, the monster stepped towards the kitchen, its wings fluttering about, it making its creepy, low-buzzing sound, blinking its solid black eyes eerily. Pete cracked an egg on the edge of the kitchen-counter and then let the yolk drop out of it into the frying-pan. He grabbed another egg and gasped at the buzzing of Bug-Boy coming from out, in the hall, causing him to drop the egg on the floor. "You're freakin' clumsy boy. Clean that egg up ya jerk!" Pete's dad yelled angrily, got up, took a swig from his bottle of Jim Beam Whiskey, and walked over, grabbing his son by his arm. He put Pete's arm on the stove, burning it, causing Pete to scream in pain. Pete pulled his arm off the stove and out of his father's hand. As the boy held his burned arm, the bug-like monster stepped into the kitchen with its cockroach-like feet, buzzing deeply away. Pete's dad saw it and screamed in horror. Bug-Boy clutched the sides of the man's head with his cockroach-like limbs, and snapped his neck with a sickening-jerk, killing Pete's dad instantly. Pete smiled at the thing and it buzzed deeply, fluttering its fly-like wings of white, as it showed its lower-fangs.
Bug-Boy dragged the dead corpse of Pete's dad out of the kitchen by its head, blinking its pupil less-eyes of black and buzzing. That afternoon, Frank and Dave stood outside Pete's house with him. Pete had a bandage on his burned arm. "Pete, I have finally found you my dear Son!" a woman said to him, standing with the three of them. She and Pete hugged each other and she kissed him on his cheek. "Mom, Dad took me and brought me a long way here. I love you" Pete replied to her. "I love you too" Pete's Mom said to him and they smiled at each other. Dave and Frank smiled too. Pete got into a Station Wagon with his mother, sitting beside her in the passenger's seat. Dave and Frank both got into the seats behind them, and Pete's mom turned on the car-radio. On it, Brian Hyland sang "Itsy Bitsy Teenie Weenie Yellow Polka Dot Bikini". Pete's mom drove off and within Pete's bedroom, Bug-Boy was fluttering in the air, buzzing deeply by the skeleton of Pete's dad, that was wrapped up in a cloth of white silk hanging from the wall by Bug-Boy's open-cocoon. 
That ending really BUGGED ME kids! Good thing Bug-Boy helped poor Pete with his PEST-ERING FATHER ha-ha-ha-ha-ha. Pete's Dad ended up having SKELETONS OF FUN just HANGING AROUND with Bug-Boy aha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha! It wasn't A-PARENT to Pete that his other PARENT was going to find him so COCOON hee-hee!