As the camera opens, the immediate shot is a close up of an ordinary spider in a stationary position on a table. The insect is not moving save for the flicker of one of it's eight legs as a sing-song voice is heard, calling out to it in a child's nursery rhyme.
Twisted Sister: "The itsy-bitsy spider climbed up the water spout..."
From below the rim of the table, the head of Twisted Sister slowly rose up into view. First her multi-colored hair with colors ranging from yellow to white to neon green. Then she rose up to show those bright gray eyes of her's that stared at the form of the arachnid on the table with fascination. She rose no further as she studied the small body that tensed, sensing that it was being watched and in possible danger.
Twisted Sister: "Down came the rain and washed the spider out!"
Suddenly Twisted Sister jumped to her feet and swung a small meat cleaver that she held in her hand down at the spider and embedded it into the wood of the table's surface. Yet as she leaned in and frowned, she saw that the spider itself did not get cleaved in two as it was no longer there. She gritted her teeth together and looked around for that elusive little thing. She finally looked 'up' and a smile started to spread on her face.
Voice #1: "Do you mind telling me what she's doing?"
Voice #2: "I needed to keep her mind occupied so I asked her to help me clear the garage of pests. She's done well so far. Two rats. One possum. And now this. She takes her work very seriously."
The two voices discussing the very subject of what you were now reading heard a small commotion, a clattering of debris as they watched Twisted Sister dive over another table and send everything on it, tools, books and a small number of boxes, tumbling to the floor. She then hopped to her feet, her head tilted almost all of the way back, as she watched presumably what was to be her latest target on this chore. She started laughing again and licked her lips before she jumped on a shelving unit, throwing books everywhere while she held on with one hand and swung the meat cleaver wildly with the other.
Voice #1: "I can see she that. *sighs* And now you're telling me that someone hired her to compete again? They actually hired her, after reports of what happened last time?"
Voice #2: "What happened last time was an isolated incident."
Voice #1: "Isolated incident? She set fire to her opponent!"
Laughter drew their attention back to the subject at hand and they turned and saw Twisted Sister hanging from the shelving unit with her one hand and watching them, smiling gleefully and nodding in admitting on her actions.
Voice #2: "Okay so she had a few minor incidents. But it was just the woman's jacket she set fire to, and security put it out before any real harm could be done."
Voice #1: "I suppose it's small consolation that her friend wasn't hired along with her. She's bad enough alone but put the pair together and you might as well have the police on stand by. So what are they expecting from her?"
Voice #2: "She's been put up against some woman named Jemma Asar. I haven't heard a whole lot about her, except her record in this place isn't the best and she's the sister of some twat waffle that just left."
A loud crash was heard, and both figures jumped as they saw the shelving unit had fallen over, spilling everything on the shelves out onto the floor. Twisted Sister hopped up again and her eyes roamed the garage until they fell on a window sill in the far corner and she started laughing again, shaking her forefinger at the spider now seen again as she stalked it.
Twisted Sister: "Out came the sun and dried up all the rain...
And the itsy-bitsy spider climbed up the spout again!"
Twisted Sister lunged, making a grab for the spider as she brought the cleaver down with a wide swing! She slammed the blade into the window sill and jumped back, eyes wide as she stared at her hand and then popped her fingers back up from where they had been clenched. She turned and faced the visitors and laughed as she fell back to the floor and on her back, kicking her legs and laughing with maniacal glee.
Voice: "He left his sister alone after she got booked against ... her? He must be out for the inheritance."
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