No, her brother is here

As she'd expected Becky can hear the muffled sounds of virtual battle rising from the basement as her brother wasted yet another day playing video games.

Alex, was older than her by a few years although you'd hardly know it from the way he acted. Since dropping out of college he'd pretty much locked himself in his room to perfect the role of idiot slacker. The fact that her parents continued to dote on the favoured son while she had to bust her butt for every scrap of approval irritated her even more than his habit of busting in on her without knocking.

Well, now it was her turn to enter without knocking, see how he likes it.

Shifting back into slug mode she slithers around his door and oozes down the stairs. She takes her time, careful not to make any sounds that might alert him to her presence. As it turns out she needn't have worried about stealth. Alex is so focused on his game she could have come down the stairs with a march band and he probably wouldn't have noticed. Lit only by the soft glow of the tv she makes it to the beanbag chair where he lounges in a stain t-shirt and boxers.

Making a final swift lunge she cuts him off in mid taut as she forces her way down his throat. She hears him gag and wheeze for air and then she's, looking out at the dingy basement room through her brother's eyes.

"Gottcha!" She says in his familar voice "Now, what shall I do with you?"