the sting

He liked feel the wind inch over every bit of him, without having to do the work of actually flying. The air rushed at him in a speed that he would never experience on his own. The windshield wipers were made specifically for him to just sit and enjoy the breeze. He began turning in circles and noticed the giant human, eyes wide, staring at him. What’s the big deal? No harm no foul. But no, the giant felt threatened by something that was one millionth its size. His ledge sprung to life and flipped him through the air and at another on coming vehicle. Caught completely by surprise, he jet up towards the heavens, regained his stand and found the vehicle that had flung him without mercy, and sped towards it with death defying speeds. Thankfully, the beast was stopped on the road, and the back window was open. He flew in, fierce and angry, buzzing around till he found his target. It tried to flip him away with its hand. This only made him more angry. An obscenely high pitched shriek filled the vehicle as his last act consisted of him stabbing the fiend with the only weapon he possessed.