The Brellabee Slug

Timmy and Gracie sat on the ground. They sat and they sat but nothing was found. A rock, a twig, but never a bug. Until Timmy saw it. A brellabee slug.

He picked it up. Up in the air. And dropped it on, Gracie's blond hair.

_"AAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaah!"_ she screamed, dancing about. But the slimy slug didn't fall out.

It hung, It shook, It started to drop, Until Gracie and Timmy heard a loud, _"STOP!!!!!"_

Puzzled, They looked, Not believing their eyes, At the slug-bug dangling from Gracie's hair-ties.

_"What?"_ It asked. _"Never heard bugs before?"_ They both shouted, _"No!"_ That was for sure.

The brellabee smiled, Saying with grace, _"Welcome to the world,_ _It's a beautiful place."_