Mosquitoes; Dear Rats

He's an Iron man indeed as our proboscis couldn't pierce his leader-like skin, I've severally used my diamond studded proboscis 

yet his body won't tear, "he's of iron claddings I think", a senior mosquito will say, well I never gave up, i am the leader of the mosquitoes vanguard, I called my executives, yes, 'executives',  we're those that sucks without whining, so it will be difficult for anyone to applaud our lives out of our body, to us, 'applause' is never a compliment, it's a term we used for death colleagues.
"I have a way of sucking out blood out of that Man's Vein, I have a plan", many hissed in 'mosquitian', "mtchewwwnnn", it's like they saw no wayforward in my supposed plan, without a bit of discouragement, i progressed, "I plan to sought for the king of Parasitic World's help, the big Rat, that's the name we call him, he lives in a cranny below the man's kitchen-store wall with his family, he would be eager to help because of the recent loss of three of his sons to the man's trap". I remember that day, i almost laughed seeing someone in anguish because of the funny scene, it's like a gum on a thick paper, a rat stuck to it, a brother quickly rushed to help, he tried to pull the brother out of the sticky paper till himself fell on the same paper and also got stucked. Another brother that always claim to be very strong tried out of stupidity to pull both out of trap at the same time, that was the funniest of the scene as he got his chest stucked and cried out like a baby chick, we laughed and the blood we managed to suck overnight spilled out of our bellies only to disperse inside a cup of water, that was when our happiness got transformed to sadness like a shit in breakfast as we dispatched with frowned countenances.
Three days later, we were in front of 'Big Rat', he was eager to help, the plan was to eat the man's foot while sleeping, to make it easy, the job on our part is to suck oil and honey from the kitchen's cabinet and smeared it over the man's foot so as to make it easier for the rat to eat the skin and expose his blood cells for us to suck. 
On our mission, unfortunately, three of us were applauded (you remember I said to applause is to die) but we succeeded in the mission. We retreated for hours in agog for good news from the 'Big Rat'. 
Three hours passed with no news so we set out to check out ourselves only to find the 'Big Rat's' dead body lying helplessly. 
..Wizard Calidad™..
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