Trouble

Arriving at their home, Compass Carburettor watched the figure of the cobra slumped on the bed in the bedroom, bored. Upon his arrival, it became excited, slithering towards him before leaping onto him.

"Uncle Spirit! I have become overpowered!" It shouted through telepathy, using its tongue to poke his nose.

"Don't lie," Compass Carburettor shielded his face, "Overpowered my foot."

"I don't have a foot though…" The cobra retorted before coiling around him, making him resemble a dumpling due to its size. The weight made it hard for him to move as grunted a little, telling it to move away. But, the cobra remained adamant.

'Where did this weird creature come from?' He sighed, feeling a headache, walking into the living room to see a small hole on one side. And, standing before it was a row of ants, remaining immobile.