So I walk into the bathroom fully decked out in clothing complete with thick hoodie, shoes, and long pants impossible to fly in or up. But I couldn't find any gloves or a mask iterally the only places it could have stung me were hands and face. And of course I'm armed with my negligible amount of Ant & Roach Raid. I walk in and see it's resting on a lightbulb.
Spray 1: Seems to do nothing. It shrugs it off like an animal shrugs off a light rain.
Spray 2: It starts to feel it. It floats off the lightbulb looking a bit pissed imo and starts batting into s***: the mirror, another lightbulb, the faucet. I'm running low on this crap. I start to panic, thinking "It's not working... It's not working!!!" Yes, low but not out!
Spray 3: It only makes him more pissed! He flies toward my face so I bat his ass away with an ungloved hand (rookie mistake, I'll admit). Once it lands it has hard time taking flight again, so I take the opportunity to deliver....
Spray 4: After this, I'm out. It was all or nothing. Amazingly, it gets off the ground and flies around angrily toward me again (yay). Thinking I don't want to chance fate again by batting it away, I retreat, shutting the door.
After waiting twenty seconds, I open it cautiously and enter. Not a sound at first, but then a flutter of wings! But where? I check the tiled floor. Nothing. It's in the bathtub. If I could spontaneously wear a trollface, now would be the time. It can't escape. The final blow is accompanied by a sickening ~crunch~.
There were some casualties though. My toothbrush and tonguescraper somehow got covered in Raid. I don't know what that stuff does, so they'll need to be replaced. All in all though it was worth it.
TL;DR
Victory was mine!
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And now for the greatest tale ever writ by the hands of man: Once upon a time... The End!