I’m sorry Bug

What I learned from stepping on a bug and breaking its leg

Made by RICKiRICKi with Midjourney

I was walking along the river when I heard what sounded like an animal in distress. It was a high-pitched rhythmic noise. I couldn’t place where it was coming from. The water was flat, the sidewalk empty, and not even the wind was enough to shake the branches.

Then I heard it again.

This time, looking down, I saw it.

This is that story.

Bug: Ouch, fuck!

Me: Oh my god, I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to step on you Bug. I didn’t even see you there.

Bug: You broke my leg.

Me: I’m sorry, I didn’t even see you there.

Bug: I can’t walk.

Me: What about flying? Can you still fly? Are your win-

Bug: Let me try.

(Bug tries flying)

Bug: Can’t fly.

Me: Want me to call an ambulance?

Bug: No. I don’t have health insurance. I’ll call Mark.

Me: Who is Mark?

Bug: Another bug.

Me: Ok, I’ll wait here with you.

(Bug calls Mark)

Mark: Buzzidy buzz buzz it’s Mark, what can I do ya for?

Bug: Mark, it’s Bug, a human stepped on me and broke my leg, can you come help?

Mark: Yes. Where are you?

Bug: By the river. I can’t fly either, you may need to bring S.

Mark: We’ll be right there.

Me: Who’s S?

Bug: The Swarm. They’re coming.

Me: What does that mean? You know I didn’t mean to hurt you right? Why does the swarm need to co-

Bug: To carry me home. This isn’t about you.

(Bug and I wait in silence for 4 minutes)

Me: You know Bug, I really am sorry.

Bug: Yep.

Me: No really, I am, I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to step on you.

Bug: Sorry doesn’t mean shit. And I love shit.