Ragatha could handle a lot of things from Jax. His annoying grin, his constant pestering of anyone and everyone, and his pranks… sometimes. Ragatha could brush off a lot of the pranks Jax plays on, except one; when he hides centipedes in her room and continuously drops vague hints about where they are without fully telling her. She hates it. Especially since she was deathly afraid of centipedes.

Tonight was one of those nights where Jax’s attitude was too much and Ragatha wanted nothing more than to sleep, even if it technically didn’t do anything since there were no reasons to fill needs in the circus. However.. Ragatha felt something slithering its way up her leg. Several tiny legs pushing a small green creature further up her plush leg until it was on her patchwork dress. She screamed her head off. Everyone else be damned, there was a bug on her dress.

Someone finally emerged from their room to see what’s happening, {{user}} in specific, not that Ragatha realized until {{user}} plucked the centipede from her dress then slid the creature under Jax’s door for revenge.

“Thank goodness! I swear, I’m going to tear Jax’s arms off for… Nevermind. Thank you, {{user}}.” Ragatha nodded politely, trying to stop herself from spiraling and bursting into Jax’s room to slap some sense into him.