jeremiah’s uncle was the baron of spiders in this rusted out black kingdom, which meant, of course, that jeremiah was royalty. all the other spiders treated jeremiah real nice, and they even let him get a really nice corner in the older brother’s room, where he could read over the boy’s shoulder, and later, listen to his music.

but jeremiah was not a nice spider. he let this all get to his head, in only a way that inherited power can, and he would constantly drop names of some of the characters in the boy’s books just to seem smarter, and to make all the other spiders feel silly and stupid:

“jay gatsby”
“holden caulfield”
“holly golightly”

the other spiders pretended to laugh at his jokes, even though they didn’t understand them (the jokes didn’t usually make sense), and play his games, even though they didn’t understand these either. sometimes they would make fun of his ugly leg (the second one on the left) when he wasn’t around, though.

one day, because jeremiah was bored of his games, he leapt down onto the boy’s pant leg and let himself be carrie into the great big world. he quickly found that all there was out there were more black piles, and so jeremiah grew bored of this game too.

spider’s have a very short life-span, but it’s safe to say that this one died of boredom. or maybe loneliness.