stuckinmyweb

Welcome to this little corner of my web!

[stuckinmyweb]

Welcome little ones! My name is Webniphera, but most people call me Webby. I am a Queen in White. You probably know my brothers, but I promise I am nothing like them! I am trying to help the people of Hatchetfield even when they seem to not want to help themselves. If you have any questions about this town, myself, my brothers, or anything really, feel free to talk to me. I apologize in advance if I don't respond right away. This is a big universe with many little spiderlings that need my help.

Can't wait to join you on this tangled webbed of life!

OOC and Disclaimer Under the Cut

Hello! You can call me Ace (she/he/they) My main is @all-for-geek, but you will probably see that when I inevitably forget to switch accounts. I also run the Miss Holloway blog @hollofame and my oc blogs @calaverage, @calglitchedout, @calinbloom and @normas-babysitting.

Please know that if I don't answer an ask or stop responding to a thread it's nothing personal. Being Webby can be a lot sometimes, and I am trying to make this blog a little more light hearted for the sake of my mental health.

Anything too NSFW will probably just be deleted.

Can't wait to play with you!

[stuckinmyweb]

{There's a mysterious puddle of blood in the white}

[Webby sighs, absorbing it into some spare threads before it can reach the Web.]

[stuckinmyweb]

A couple weeks after the last time, Venus came back to the shrine with a brownie in hand.

- @urfireaturspider

[The portrait on the wall smiles. A voice whispers in Venus' mind.]

You remembered.

[urfireaturspider]

Yeah, I remembered. It just took me a while because I didn't want to trek all the way over here in the cold.

[stuckinmyweb]

I understand. The world appears to be warming now though.

[urfireaturspider]

Yeah, well. This is West Michigan. Mother Nature may have one last surprise for us yet.

[stuckinmyweb]

Hopefully not.

[urfireaturspider]

In any case.

[She laid the brownie at the foot of the painting.]

[stuckinmyweb]

[A spider scuttles out of the hole in the wall and takes it.]

Why thank you.

[urfireaturspider]

You're welcome.

[She sat down, unwrapping a brownie of her own]

[stuckinmyweb]

How have you been?

[urfireaturspider]

Eh, midterms kicked my ass, but we persevere.

[stuckinmyweb]

Is that one of your bullies?

[urfireaturspider]

No, mid-term exams.

[stuckinmyweb]

Ah yes right your schooling.

[urfireaturspider]

[She nodded.]

I'm pretty sure I passed them all, but I'm not sure I met my own standards on one or two of them.

[stuckinmyweb]

Have you improved since your last attempt?

[urfireaturspider]

You can't redo a midterm, Webs.

[stuckinmyweb]

Allow me to rephrase. Do you know more now than when you started?

[urfireaturspider]

Oh. Yeah.

[stuckinmyweb]

Then that is progress, and I would call that a success.

[urfireaturspider]

Still. You get raised in a household where B stands for Bad....

[she frowned]

[stuckinmyweb]

I'm...afraid that I'm not familiar with your grading system. Where does B fall on it?

[urfireaturspider]

The 80-89 percent range.

[stuckinmyweb]

How on earth could that be bad at all?

[urfireaturspider]

It's not an A.

[stuckinmyweb]

[Webby is confused for a moment, thinking.]

...ah, I see. Your family views anything other than perfection as a failure. I am sorry they have forced that on you.

[urfireaturspider]

[She nodded.]

Well. Nice thing about college is that any news they get about my grades has to come from me. Meaning I'm my harshest critic, now, instead of them.

[stuckinmyweb]

And I hope you will not be as harsh.

[urfireaturspider]

It's just a feeling, you know? More of a "dang, I'm not doing as well as I wanted" than a "no! I shall bring dishonor upon my whole house!"

[stuckinmyweb]

I still feel you are too hard on yourself.

[urfireaturspider]

Venus shrugged.

[stuckinmyweb]

In either case you are nearly done.

[urfireaturspider]

With college? I'm barely halfway done with my bachelor's!

[stuckinmyweb]

...I am terribly sorry I forgot you are no longer in high school.

[urfireaturspider]

I was gonna say when you asked about bullies. Those aren't really a thing in college.

[stuckinmyweb]

Oh! Well that is lovely to hear.

[urfireaturspider]

[She nodded.]

I mean, when you get you that age, anyone who hasn't matured out of being a bully is just called an asshole.

[stuckinmyweb]

They were one prior as well. They are simply held to it more.

[urfireaturspider]

[Venus laughed.]

Never said they weren't.

[stuckinmyweb]

Fair enough.

[stuckinmyweb]

A couple weeks after the last time, Venus came back to the shrine with a brownie in hand.

- @urfireaturspider

[The portrait on the wall smiles. A voice whispers in Venus' mind.]

You remembered.

[urfireaturspider]

Yeah, I remembered. It just took me a while because I didn't want to trek all the way over here in the cold.

[stuckinmyweb]

I understand. The world appears to be warming now though.

[urfireaturspider]

Yeah, well. This is West Michigan. Mother Nature may have one last surprise for us yet.

[stuckinmyweb]

Hopefully not.

[urfireaturspider]

In any case.

[She laid the brownie at the foot of the painting.]

[stuckinmyweb]

[A spider scuttles out of the hole in the wall and takes it.]

Why thank you.

[urfireaturspider]

You're welcome.

[She sat down, unwrapping a brownie of her own]

[stuckinmyweb]

How have you been?

[urfireaturspider]

Eh, midterms kicked my ass, but we persevere.

[stuckinmyweb]

Is that one of your bullies?

[urfireaturspider]

No, mid-term exams.

[stuckinmyweb]

Ah yes right your schooling.

[urfireaturspider]

[She nodded.]

I'm pretty sure I passed them all, but I'm not sure I met my own standards on one or two of them.

[stuckinmyweb]

Have you improved since your last attempt?

[urfireaturspider]

You can't redo a midterm, Webs.

[stuckinmyweb]

Allow me to rephrase. Do you know more now than when you started?

[urfireaturspider]

Oh. Yeah.

[stuckinmyweb]

Then that is progress, and I would call that a success.

[urfireaturspider]

Still. You get raised in a household where B stands for Bad....

[she frowned]

[stuckinmyweb]

I'm...afraid that I'm not familiar with your grading system. Where does B fall on it?

[urfireaturspider]

The 80-89 percent range.

[stuckinmyweb]

How on earth could that be bad at all?

[urfireaturspider]

It's not an A.

[stuckinmyweb]

[Webby is confused for a moment, thinking.]

...ah, I see. Your family views anything other than perfection as a failure. I am sorry they have forced that on you.

[urfireaturspider]

[She nodded.]

Well. Nice thing about college is that any news they get about my grades has to come from me. Meaning I'm my harshest critic, now, instead of them.

[stuckinmyweb]

And I hope you will not be as harsh.

[urfireaturspider]

It's just a feeling, you know? More of a "dang, I'm not doing as well as I wanted" than a "no! I shall bring dishonor upon my whole house!"

[stuckinmyweb]

I still feel you are too hard on yourself.

[urfireaturspider]

Venus shrugged.

[stuckinmyweb]

In either case you are nearly done.

[urfireaturspider]

With college? I'm barely halfway done with my bachelor's!

[stuckinmyweb]

...I am terribly sorry I forgot you are no longer in high school.

[urfireaturspider]

I was gonna say when you asked about bullies. Those aren't really a thing in college.

[stuckinmyweb]

Oh! Well that is lovely to hear.

[urfireaturspider]

[She nodded.]

I mean, when you get you that age, anyone who hasn't matured out of being a bully is just called an asshole.

[stuckinmyweb]

They were one prior as well. They are simply held to it more.

[stuckinmyweb]

A couple weeks after the last time, Venus came back to the shrine with a brownie in hand.

- @urfireaturspider

[The portrait on the wall smiles. A voice whispers in Venus' mind.]

You remembered.

[urfireaturspider]

Yeah, I remembered. It just took me a while because I didn't want to trek all the way over here in the cold.

[stuckinmyweb]

I understand. The world appears to be warming now though.

[urfireaturspider]

Yeah, well. This is West Michigan. Mother Nature may have one last surprise for us yet.

[stuckinmyweb]

Hopefully not.

[urfireaturspider]

In any case.

[She laid the brownie at the foot of the painting.]

[stuckinmyweb]

[A spider scuttles out of the hole in the wall and takes it.]

Why thank you.

[urfireaturspider]

You're welcome.

[She sat down, unwrapping a brownie of her own]

[stuckinmyweb]

How have you been?

[urfireaturspider]

Eh, midterms kicked my ass, but we persevere.

[stuckinmyweb]

Is that one of your bullies?

[urfireaturspider]

No, mid-term exams.

[stuckinmyweb]

Ah yes right your schooling.

[urfireaturspider]

[She nodded.]

I'm pretty sure I passed them all, but I'm not sure I met my own standards on one or two of them.

[stuckinmyweb]

Have you improved since your last attempt?

[urfireaturspider]

You can't redo a midterm, Webs.

[stuckinmyweb]

Allow me to rephrase. Do you know more now than when you started?

[urfireaturspider]

Oh. Yeah.

[stuckinmyweb]

Then that is progress, and I would call that a success.

[urfireaturspider]

Still. You get raised in a household where B stands for Bad....

[she frowned]

[stuckinmyweb]

I'm...afraid that I'm not familiar with your grading system. Where does B fall on it?

[urfireaturspider]

The 80-89 percent range.

[stuckinmyweb]

How on earth could that be bad at all?

[urfireaturspider]

It's not an A.

[stuckinmyweb]

[Webby is confused for a moment, thinking.]

...ah, I see. Your family views anything other than perfection as a failure. I am sorry they have forced that on you.

[urfireaturspider]

[She nodded.]

Well. Nice thing about college is that any news they get about my grades has to come from me. Meaning I'm my harshest critic, now, instead of them.

[stuckinmyweb]

And I hope you will not be as harsh.

[urfireaturspider]

It's just a feeling, you know? More of a "dang, I'm not doing as well as I wanted" than a "no! I shall bring dishonor upon my whole house!"

[stuckinmyweb]

I still feel you are too hard on yourself.

[urfireaturspider]

Venus shrugged.

[stuckinmyweb]

In either case you are nearly done.

[urfireaturspider]

With college? I'm barely halfway done with my bachelor's!

[stuckinmyweb]

...I am terribly sorry I forgot you are no longer in high school.

[urfireaturspider]

I was gonna say when you asked about bullies. Those aren't really a thing in college.

[stuckinmyweb]

Oh! Well that is lovely to hear.

[stuckinmyweb]

A couple weeks after the last time, Venus came back to the shrine with a brownie in hand.

- @urfireaturspider

[The portrait on the wall smiles. A voice whispers in Venus' mind.]

You remembered.

[urfireaturspider]

Yeah, I remembered. It just took me a while because I didn't want to trek all the way over here in the cold.

[stuckinmyweb]

I understand. The world appears to be warming now though.

[urfireaturspider]

Yeah, well. This is West Michigan. Mother Nature may have one last surprise for us yet.

[stuckinmyweb]

Hopefully not.

[urfireaturspider]

In any case.

[She laid the brownie at the foot of the painting.]

[stuckinmyweb]

[A spider scuttles out of the hole in the wall and takes it.]

Why thank you.

[urfireaturspider]

You're welcome.

[She sat down, unwrapping a brownie of her own]

[stuckinmyweb]

How have you been?

[urfireaturspider]

Eh, midterms kicked my ass, but we persevere.

[stuckinmyweb]

Is that one of your bullies?

[urfireaturspider]

No, mid-term exams.

[stuckinmyweb]

Ah yes right your schooling.

[urfireaturspider]

[She nodded.]

I'm pretty sure I passed them all, but I'm not sure I met my own standards on one or two of them.

[stuckinmyweb]

Have you improved since your last attempt?

[urfireaturspider]

You can't redo a midterm, Webs.

[stuckinmyweb]

Allow me to rephrase. Do you know more now than when you started?

[urfireaturspider]

Oh. Yeah.

[stuckinmyweb]

Then that is progress, and I would call that a success.

[urfireaturspider]

Still. You get raised in a household where B stands for Bad....

[she frowned]

[stuckinmyweb]

I'm...afraid that I'm not familiar with your grading system. Where does B fall on it?

[urfireaturspider]

The 80-89 percent range.

[stuckinmyweb]

How on earth could that be bad at all?

[urfireaturspider]

It's not an A.

[stuckinmyweb]

[Webby is confused for a moment, thinking.]

...ah, I see. Your family views anything other than perfection as a failure. I am sorry they have forced that on you.

[urfireaturspider]

[She nodded.]

Well. Nice thing about college is that any news they get about my grades has to come from me. Meaning I'm my harshest critic, now, instead of them.

[stuckinmyweb]

And I hope you will not be as harsh.

[urfireaturspider]

It's just a feeling, you know? More of a "dang, I'm not doing as well as I wanted" than a "no! I shall bring dishonor upon my whole house!"

[stuckinmyweb]

I still feel you are too hard on yourself.

[urfireaturspider]

Venus shrugged.

[stuckinmyweb]

In either case you are nearly done.

[urfireaturspider]

With college? I'm barely halfway done with my bachelor's!

[stuckinmyweb]

...I am terribly sorry I forgot you are no longer in high school.

[stuckinmyweb]

A couple weeks after the last time, Venus came back to the shrine with a brownie in hand.

- @urfireaturspider

[The portrait on the wall smiles. A voice whispers in Venus' mind.]

You remembered.

[urfireaturspider]

Yeah, I remembered. It just took me a while because I didn't want to trek all the way over here in the cold.

[stuckinmyweb]

I understand. The world appears to be warming now though.

[urfireaturspider]

Yeah, well. This is West Michigan. Mother Nature may have one last surprise for us yet.

[stuckinmyweb]

Hopefully not.

[urfireaturspider]

In any case.

[She laid the brownie at the foot of the painting.]

[stuckinmyweb]

[A spider scuttles out of the hole in the wall and takes it.]

Why thank you.

[urfireaturspider]

You're welcome.

[She sat down, unwrapping a brownie of her own]

[stuckinmyweb]

How have you been?

[urfireaturspider]

Eh, midterms kicked my ass, but we persevere.

[stuckinmyweb]

Is that one of your bullies?

[urfireaturspider]

No, mid-term exams.

[stuckinmyweb]

Ah yes right your schooling.

[urfireaturspider]

[She nodded.]

I'm pretty sure I passed them all, but I'm not sure I met my own standards on one or two of them.

[stuckinmyweb]

Have you improved since your last attempt?

[urfireaturspider]

You can't redo a midterm, Webs.

[stuckinmyweb]

Allow me to rephrase. Do you know more now than when you started?

[urfireaturspider]

Oh. Yeah.

[stuckinmyweb]

Then that is progress, and I would call that a success.

[urfireaturspider]

Still. You get raised in a household where B stands for Bad....

[she frowned]

[stuckinmyweb]

I'm...afraid that I'm not familiar with your grading system. Where does B fall on it?

[urfireaturspider]

The 80-89 percent range.

[stuckinmyweb]

How on earth could that be bad at all?

[urfireaturspider]

It's not an A.

[stuckinmyweb]

[Webby is confused for a moment, thinking.]

...ah, I see. Your family views anything other than perfection as a failure. I am sorry they have forced that on you.

[urfireaturspider]

[She nodded.]

Well. Nice thing about college is that any news they get about my grades has to come from me. Meaning I'm my harshest critic, now, instead of them.

[stuckinmyweb]

And I hope you will not be as harsh.

[urfireaturspider]

It's just a feeling, you know? More of a "dang, I'm not doing as well as I wanted" than a "no! I shall bring dishonor upon my whole house!"

[stuckinmyweb]

I still feel you are too hard on yourself.

[urfireaturspider]

Venus shrugged.

[stuckinmyweb]

In either case you are nearly done.

[stuckinmyweb]

A couple weeks after the last time, Venus came back to the shrine with a brownie in hand.

- @urfireaturspider

[The portrait on the wall smiles. A voice whispers in Venus' mind.]

You remembered.

[urfireaturspider]

Yeah, I remembered. It just took me a while because I didn't want to trek all the way over here in the cold.

[stuckinmyweb]

I understand. The world appears to be warming now though.

[urfireaturspider]

Yeah, well. This is West Michigan. Mother Nature may have one last surprise for us yet.

[stuckinmyweb]

Hopefully not.

[urfireaturspider]

In any case.

[She laid the brownie at the foot of the painting.]

[stuckinmyweb]

[A spider scuttles out of the hole in the wall and takes it.]

Why thank you.

[urfireaturspider]

You're welcome.

[She sat down, unwrapping a brownie of her own]

[stuckinmyweb]

How have you been?

[urfireaturspider]

Eh, midterms kicked my ass, but we persevere.

[stuckinmyweb]

Is that one of your bullies?

[urfireaturspider]

No, mid-term exams.

[stuckinmyweb]

Ah yes right your schooling.

[urfireaturspider]

[She nodded.]

I'm pretty sure I passed them all, but I'm not sure I met my own standards on one or two of them.

[stuckinmyweb]

Have you improved since your last attempt?

[urfireaturspider]

You can't redo a midterm, Webs.

[stuckinmyweb]

Allow me to rephrase. Do you know more now than when you started?

[urfireaturspider]

Oh. Yeah.

[stuckinmyweb]

Then that is progress, and I would call that a success.

[urfireaturspider]

Still. You get raised in a household where B stands for Bad....

[she frowned]

[stuckinmyweb]

I'm...afraid that I'm not familiar with your grading system. Where does B fall on it?

[urfireaturspider]

The 80-89 percent range.

[stuckinmyweb]

How on earth could that be bad at all?

[urfireaturspider]

It's not an A.

[stuckinmyweb]

[Webby is confused for a moment, thinking.]

...ah, I see. Your family views anything other than perfection as a failure. I am sorry they have forced that on you.

[urfireaturspider]

[She nodded.]

Well. Nice thing about college is that any news they get about my grades has to come from me. Meaning I'm my harshest critic, now, instead of them.

[stuckinmyweb]

And I hope you will not be as harsh.

[urfireaturspider]

It's just a feeling, you know? More of a "dang, I'm not doing as well as I wanted" than a "no! I shall bring dishonor upon my whole house!"

[stuckinmyweb]

I still feel you are too hard on yourself.

[stuckinmyweb]

A couple weeks after the last time, Venus came back to the shrine with a brownie in hand.

- @urfireaturspider

[The portrait on the wall smiles. A voice whispers in Venus' mind.]

You remembered.

[urfireaturspider]

Yeah, I remembered. It just took me a while because I didn't want to trek all the way over here in the cold.

[stuckinmyweb]

I understand. The world appears to be warming now though.

[urfireaturspider]

Yeah, well. This is West Michigan. Mother Nature may have one last surprise for us yet.

[stuckinmyweb]

Hopefully not.

[urfireaturspider]

In any case.

[She laid the brownie at the foot of the painting.]

[stuckinmyweb]

[A spider scuttles out of the hole in the wall and takes it.]

Why thank you.

[urfireaturspider]

You're welcome.

[She sat down, unwrapping a brownie of her own]

[stuckinmyweb]

How have you been?

[urfireaturspider]

Eh, midterms kicked my ass, but we persevere.

[stuckinmyweb]

Is that one of your bullies?

[urfireaturspider]

No, mid-term exams.

[stuckinmyweb]

Ah yes right your schooling.

[urfireaturspider]

[She nodded.]

I'm pretty sure I passed them all, but I'm not sure I met my own standards on one or two of them.

[stuckinmyweb]

Have you improved since your last attempt?

[urfireaturspider]

You can't redo a midterm, Webs.

[stuckinmyweb]

Allow me to rephrase. Do you know more now than when you started?

[urfireaturspider]

Oh. Yeah.

[stuckinmyweb]

Then that is progress, and I would call that a success.

[urfireaturspider]

Still. You get raised in a household where B stands for Bad....

[she frowned]

[stuckinmyweb]

I'm...afraid that I'm not familiar with your grading system. Where does B fall on it?

[urfireaturspider]

The 80-89 percent range.

[stuckinmyweb]

How on earth could that be bad at all?

[urfireaturspider]

It's not an A.

[stuckinmyweb]

[Webby is confused for a moment, thinking.]

...ah, I see. Your family views anything other than perfection as a failure. I am sorry they have forced that on you.

[urfireaturspider]

[She nodded.]

Well. Nice thing about college is that any news they get about my grades has to come from me. Meaning I'm my harshest critic, now, instead of them.

[stuckinmyweb]

And I hope you will not be as harsh.

[stuckinmyweb]

A couple weeks after the last time, Venus came back to the shrine with a brownie in hand.

- @urfireaturspider

[The portrait on the wall smiles. A voice whispers in Venus' mind.]

You remembered.

[urfireaturspider]

Yeah, I remembered. It just took me a while because I didn't want to trek all the way over here in the cold.

[stuckinmyweb]

I understand. The world appears to be warming now though.

[urfireaturspider]

Yeah, well. This is West Michigan. Mother Nature may have one last surprise for us yet.

[stuckinmyweb]

Hopefully not.

[urfireaturspider]

In any case.

[She laid the brownie at the foot of the painting.]

[stuckinmyweb]

[A spider scuttles out of the hole in the wall and takes it.]

Why thank you.

[urfireaturspider]

You're welcome.

[She sat down, unwrapping a brownie of her own]

[stuckinmyweb]

How have you been?

[urfireaturspider]

Eh, midterms kicked my ass, but we persevere.

[stuckinmyweb]

Is that one of your bullies?

[urfireaturspider]

No, mid-term exams.

[stuckinmyweb]

Ah yes right your schooling.

[urfireaturspider]

[She nodded.]

I'm pretty sure I passed them all, but I'm not sure I met my own standards on one or two of them.

[stuckinmyweb]

Have you improved since your last attempt?

[urfireaturspider]

You can't redo a midterm, Webs.

[stuckinmyweb]

Allow me to rephrase. Do you know more now than when you started?

[urfireaturspider]

Oh. Yeah.

[stuckinmyweb]

Then that is progress, and I would call that a success.

[urfireaturspider]

Still. You get raised in a household where B stands for Bad....

[she frowned]

[stuckinmyweb]

I'm...afraid that I'm not familiar with your grading system. Where does B fall on it?

[urfireaturspider]

The 80-89 percent range.

[stuckinmyweb]

How on earth could that be bad at all?

[urfireaturspider]

It's not an A.

[stuckinmyweb]

[Webby is confused for a moment, thinking.]

...ah, I see. Your family views anything other than perfection as a failure. I am sorry they have forced that on you.

[stuckinmyweb]

A couple weeks after the last time, Venus came back to the shrine with a brownie in hand.

- @urfireaturspider

[The portrait on the wall smiles. A voice whispers in Venus' mind.]

You remembered.

[urfireaturspider]

Yeah, I remembered. It just took me a while because I didn't want to trek all the way over here in the cold.

[stuckinmyweb]

I understand. The world appears to be warming now though.

[urfireaturspider]

Yeah, well. This is West Michigan. Mother Nature may have one last surprise for us yet.

[stuckinmyweb]

Hopefully not.

[urfireaturspider]

In any case.

[She laid the brownie at the foot of the painting.]

[stuckinmyweb]

[A spider scuttles out of the hole in the wall and takes it.]

Why thank you.

[urfireaturspider]

You're welcome.

[She sat down, unwrapping a brownie of her own]

[stuckinmyweb]

How have you been?

[urfireaturspider]

Eh, midterms kicked my ass, but we persevere.

[stuckinmyweb]

Is that one of your bullies?

[urfireaturspider]

No, mid-term exams.

[stuckinmyweb]

Ah yes right your schooling.

[urfireaturspider]

[She nodded.]

I'm pretty sure I passed them all, but I'm not sure I met my own standards on one or two of them.

[stuckinmyweb]

Have you improved since your last attempt?

[urfireaturspider]

You can't redo a midterm, Webs.

[stuckinmyweb]

Allow me to rephrase. Do you know more now than when you started?

[urfireaturspider]

Oh. Yeah.

[stuckinmyweb]

Then that is progress, and I would call that a success.

[urfireaturspider]

Still. You get raised in a household where B stands for Bad....

[she frowned]

[stuckinmyweb]

I'm...afraid that I'm not familiar with your grading system. Where does B fall on it?

[urfireaturspider]

The 80-89 percent range.

[stuckinmyweb]

How on earth could that be bad at all?

[stuckinmyweb]

A couple weeks after the last time, Venus came back to the shrine with a brownie in hand.

- @urfireaturspider

[The portrait on the wall smiles. A voice whispers in Venus' mind.]

You remembered.

[urfireaturspider]

Yeah, I remembered. It just took me a while because I didn't want to trek all the way over here in the cold.

[stuckinmyweb]

I understand. The world appears to be warming now though.

[urfireaturspider]

Yeah, well. This is West Michigan. Mother Nature may have one last surprise for us yet.

[stuckinmyweb]

Hopefully not.

[urfireaturspider]

In any case.

[She laid the brownie at the foot of the painting.]

[stuckinmyweb]

[A spider scuttles out of the hole in the wall and takes it.]

Why thank you.

[urfireaturspider]

You're welcome.

[She sat down, unwrapping a brownie of her own]

[stuckinmyweb]

How have you been?

[urfireaturspider]

Eh, midterms kicked my ass, but we persevere.

[stuckinmyweb]

Is that one of your bullies?

[urfireaturspider]

No, mid-term exams.

[stuckinmyweb]

Ah yes right your schooling.

[urfireaturspider]

[She nodded.]

I'm pretty sure I passed them all, but I'm not sure I met my own standards on one or two of them.

[stuckinmyweb]

Have you improved since your last attempt?

[urfireaturspider]

You can't redo a midterm, Webs.

[stuckinmyweb]

Allow me to rephrase. Do you know more now than when you started?

[urfireaturspider]

Oh. Yeah.

[stuckinmyweb]

Then that is progress, and I would call that a success.

[urfireaturspider]

Still. You get raised in a household where B stands for Bad....

[she frowned]

[stuckinmyweb]

I'm...afraid that I'm not familiar with your grading system. Where does B fall on it?

[stuckinmyweb]

A couple weeks after the last time, Venus came back to the shrine with a brownie in hand.

- @urfireaturspider

[The portrait on the wall smiles. A voice whispers in Venus' mind.]

You remembered.

[urfireaturspider]

Yeah, I remembered. It just took me a while because I didn't want to trek all the way over here in the cold.

[stuckinmyweb]

I understand. The world appears to be warming now though.

[urfireaturspider]

Yeah, well. This is West Michigan. Mother Nature may have one last surprise for us yet.

[stuckinmyweb]

Hopefully not.

[urfireaturspider]

In any case.

[She laid the brownie at the foot of the painting.]

[stuckinmyweb]

[A spider scuttles out of the hole in the wall and takes it.]

Why thank you.

[urfireaturspider]

You're welcome.

[She sat down, unwrapping a brownie of her own]

[stuckinmyweb]

How have you been?

[urfireaturspider]

Eh, midterms kicked my ass, but we persevere.

[stuckinmyweb]

Is that one of your bullies?

[urfireaturspider]

No, mid-term exams.

[stuckinmyweb]

Ah yes right your schooling.

[urfireaturspider]

[She nodded.]

I'm pretty sure I passed them all, but I'm not sure I met my own standards on one or two of them.

[stuckinmyweb]

Have you improved since your last attempt?

[urfireaturspider]

You can't redo a midterm, Webs.

[stuckinmyweb]

Allow me to rephrase. Do you know more now than when you started?

[urfireaturspider]

Oh. Yeah.

[stuckinmyweb]

Then that is progress, and I would call that a success.

[stuckinmyweb]

A couple weeks after the last time, Venus came back to the shrine with a brownie in hand.

- @urfireaturspider

[The portrait on the wall smiles. A voice whispers in Venus' mind.]

You remembered.

[urfireaturspider]

Yeah, I remembered. It just took me a while because I didn't want to trek all the way over here in the cold.

[stuckinmyweb]

I understand. The world appears to be warming now though.

[urfireaturspider]

Yeah, well. This is West Michigan. Mother Nature may have one last surprise for us yet.

[stuckinmyweb]

Hopefully not.

[urfireaturspider]

In any case.

[She laid the brownie at the foot of the painting.]

[stuckinmyweb]

[A spider scuttles out of the hole in the wall and takes it.]

Why thank you.

[urfireaturspider]

You're welcome.

[She sat down, unwrapping a brownie of her own]

[stuckinmyweb]

How have you been?

[urfireaturspider]

Eh, midterms kicked my ass, but we persevere.

[stuckinmyweb]

Is that one of your bullies?

[urfireaturspider]

No, mid-term exams.

[stuckinmyweb]

Ah yes right your schooling.

[urfireaturspider]

[She nodded.]

I'm pretty sure I passed them all, but I'm not sure I met my own standards on one or two of them.

[stuckinmyweb]

Have you improved since your last attempt?

[urfireaturspider]

You can't redo a midterm, Webs.

[stuckinmyweb]

Allow me to rephrase. Do you know more now than when you started?

[stuckinmyweb]

A couple weeks after the last time, Venus came back to the shrine with a brownie in hand.

- @urfireaturspider

[The portrait on the wall smiles. A voice whispers in Venus' mind.]

You remembered.

[urfireaturspider]

Yeah, I remembered. It just took me a while because I didn't want to trek all the way over here in the cold.

[stuckinmyweb]

I understand. The world appears to be warming now though.

[urfireaturspider]

Yeah, well. This is West Michigan. Mother Nature may have one last surprise for us yet.

[stuckinmyweb]

Hopefully not.

[urfireaturspider]

In any case.

[She laid the brownie at the foot of the painting.]

[stuckinmyweb]

[A spider scuttles out of the hole in the wall and takes it.]

Why thank you.

[urfireaturspider]

You're welcome.

[She sat down, unwrapping a brownie of her own]

[stuckinmyweb]

How have you been?

[urfireaturspider]

Eh, midterms kicked my ass, but we persevere.

[stuckinmyweb]

Is that one of your bullies?

[urfireaturspider]

No, mid-term exams.

[stuckinmyweb]

Ah yes right your schooling.

[urfireaturspider]

[She nodded.]

I'm pretty sure I passed them all, but I'm not sure I met my own standards on one or two of them.

[stuckinmyweb]

Have you improved since your last attempt?

[stuckinmyweb]

A couple weeks after the last time, Venus came back to the shrine with a brownie in hand.

- @urfireaturspider

[The portrait on the wall smiles. A voice whispers in Venus' mind.]

You remembered.

[urfireaturspider]

Yeah, I remembered. It just took me a while because I didn't want to trek all the way over here in the cold.

[stuckinmyweb]

I understand. The world appears to be warming now though.

[urfireaturspider]

Yeah, well. This is West Michigan. Mother Nature may have one last surprise for us yet.

[stuckinmyweb]

Hopefully not.

[urfireaturspider]

In any case.

[She laid the brownie at the foot of the painting.]

[stuckinmyweb]

[A spider scuttles out of the hole in the wall and takes it.]

Why thank you.

[urfireaturspider]

You're welcome.

[She sat down, unwrapping a brownie of her own]

[stuckinmyweb]

How have you been?

[urfireaturspider]

Eh, midterms kicked my ass, but we persevere.

[stuckinmyweb]

Is that one of your bullies?

[urfireaturspider]

No, mid-term exams.

[stuckinmyweb]

Ah yes right your schooling.

[stuckinmyweb]

A couple weeks after the last time, Venus came back to the shrine with a brownie in hand.

- @urfireaturspider

[The portrait on the wall smiles. A voice whispers in Venus' mind.]

You remembered.

[urfireaturspider]

Yeah, I remembered. It just took me a while because I didn't want to trek all the way over here in the cold.

[stuckinmyweb]

I understand. The world appears to be warming now though.

[urfireaturspider]

Yeah, well. This is West Michigan. Mother Nature may have one last surprise for us yet.

[stuckinmyweb]

Hopefully not.

[urfireaturspider]

In any case.

[She laid the brownie at the foot of the painting.]

[stuckinmyweb]

[A spider scuttles out of the hole in the wall and takes it.]

Why thank you.

[urfireaturspider]

You're welcome.

[She sat down, unwrapping a brownie of her own]

[stuckinmyweb]

How have you been?

[urfireaturspider]

Eh, midterms kicked my ass, but we persevere.

[stuckinmyweb]

Is that one of your bullies?