"Mmmnnnghh, five more minutes..." Creepie groaned as she started to stir from her dreams. She sat up in her bed and scratched her underarm. "Mmmmrrm.... wait... something feels a little off..." She wasn't sure exactly what it was, but she felt... different today. She hopped down from her bed, stretching her arms. She just couldn't put her finger on it.
She skittered down the halls, getting weird glances from her insect siblings. "What are you guys LOOKING at?" she said, furrowing her brow. She ignored the murmuring and buzzing surrounding her and went downstairs.
"Hey mom."
"Good morning, Creepella!" her mother said, "And how did you sleep last ni-AAAUGH!!" She recoiled in shock as she saw her daughter.
"What? What's wrong?"
"D-dear..." her mom stuttered, "H-have you looked at yourself this morning?"
"Uhhh, no? What, bed head?" Creepie rolled her eyes.
"Nnnnnot EXACTLY, dear... Maybe you should take a look in the mirror?"
"Alright, fine, whatever..." Creepie walked over to a large mirror and her jaw practically dropped to the ground when she saw...
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