No kidding. The amount of bugs trying to make themselves at home at the treehouses this number were really huge in number. I wouldn’t mind only a few living at a time but, I agree with you, this bug migration is getting way out of hand.

(Pooka meanwhile barks at the ladybugs furiously as he chases several of them out of Eustace’s house. That is what you get for rudely moving into someone’s house uninvited and trying to give him an unnecessary makeover, ladybugs.

Geez, Anya is pretty used to the weird and bizarre things this world has to offer by now but these ladybugs are the worst. She scoops up a couple of crickets and moves them to the tree stump. She hopes that they can make good use of it as a makeshift amphitheater for the winter.)