Day of the Chiglets
Professor Walter Jenkins waited outside his home. It was good fortune the day was bright and sunny. So, he didn’t need to worry about getting rained on.
The front door to the house opened. Two figures dressed in hazmat suits exited the front door. One had a hand that glowed with an aura of flame.
The two hazmat attired people took off their helmets. One was a Caramel-haired woman with tanned skin, and she was grimy and sweaty.
The other was a red-haired man with a thick beard, and he was as grimy.
The woman sighed in relief. “Thank the Gods I can breathe again.”
Pepper-haired Walter Jenkins asked,” Well, is it done?”
The red-haired man nodded. “My wife is very good at what she does. We got those pesky things."
"And you were right honored Mind Magic user. You had a Chiglet infestation and it was a nasty one," he added.
Walter Jenkins grimaced. “How the Hells is that possible? I put some lime and boric acid with sugar down to repel those little bastards!”
The caramel-haired woman grimaced. “That’s the thing you see. You’re not dealing with the usual round of Chiglet.”
The red-haired man moved to a pocket of his suit. He pulled out a small bag with a body of a creature that resembled a grasshopper and a termite. The red-haired man turned the body around and showed it’s back.
“See this red stripe?” The man explained.
Jenkins nodded his confirmation.
“There’s a particular strain known as the Red-Striped Chiglet. Usually, they're in hibernation. But every five years or so they come out to eat, mate, and reproduce.” The woman explained.
Walter Jenkins asked, “So Mister and Mrs. Mordinkein, you're the exterminators. How bad are we talking here?”
The woman answered, “They’re more voracious than the average Chiglet. And their bite is very painful.”
The red-haired man explained, “No one knows where they came from. But some rumors say an insane wizard created them a thousand years ago. Whatever the case, they can survive even the harshest of winters."
“So, what the hells do I do about them?” The Professor asked in annoyance.
Mr. Mordinkein looked to his wife. “That’s where Allyssa’s alchemical skills come in handy.”
The woman smirked. “Thank you Jonos.”
Then she turned to the professor. “To handle these things, I'll need a special mixture. Mint, sugar, and Boric acid with Varsteen Leaf fluid to give it extra oomph.
"We can make arrangements to come back tomorrow morning. Then we can spray the nooks and crannies of your house with the stuff.”
“Your home will smell for a bit, so you might consider taking a couple days away from the house.” The red-haired Druid warned.
"I hear Varstan city is great this time of year. And the Elf Gambling Casino Steelscale Winds is great.” He pointed out in a sheepish tone.
Walter Jenkins sighed in resignation. “Well, I’d been planning to go there anyway. I guess this is the exclamation point to it!” The Mind Magic Healer said in annoyance.
Allyssa Mordinkein stated, “You’ll feel a lot better. As it stands after taking out those nests and queens, I’m going to need a bath.”
Jonos chuckled and quipped, “Trust me my dear. Dealing with the gunk leftover from those nests isn’t easy."
"But look on the bright side." The Druid noted.
“What’s that?” The Fire Sorceress asked.
“We’re going to be doing some robust business for a while.”
The woman sighed and added, “True enough.”
Walter Jenkins sighed and rolled his eyes. This isn't my day, he thought.
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