Fly on the Window

I looked at the disgusting insect, licking my car window.

Flies. Nothing worse of a living creature.

I rolled down the car window ever so slightly.

Not to scare off the thing.

I was so close to wiping it out of existence.

I rolled down the window more and more.

Savoring what was about to happen.

So close...

It went down on the sides of the car window.

I almost heard...almost felt the squeak and squish coming from the damned thing.

Victory.

I rolled up the window to see the mangled insect.

And smiled.

I took a nap, and my parents woke me up.

We've arrived at what seemed to be a giant sunroof.

I read the gaudy looking sign.

"Giant Sunroof! Clean enough to eat off of! Guaranteed!"

I smirked, eager to test this theory out.

I dropped a sandwich on the glass below me.

I squatted down, and ate it like an animal.

Indeed, the sunroof was clean enough to eat off of.

But the purpose of the sunroof was destroyed, as the glass was too thick to see through.

(At least for me.)

And suddenly, I felt the glass shifting backwards. Ever so slightly.

I looked up and around, now slightly frightened.

My parents were nowhere to be found.

Then, I remembered how delicious a sandwich it was.

So I bent down and licked the glass clean on all fours.

I'd be remiss if I didn't clean the sunroof anyways. Other people were surely going to eat off of it.

If not, of course, the same spot.

And the sunroof just kept shifting.

"Damn thing. I really hope they get that fixed," I thought.