It was dark in the cupboard. Black as pitch from long gone fire. A small child curled on a old worn blanket curled into himself, shivering in fear and confusion. Not knowing he was being watched from every angle by the true residences of the small space.
Clicking echoed around the cupboard, a sound to soft for the young child to pick up. Than there between the incessant clicking, there were words. Had they been larger like those found to the dark forests around on the continent the little one would have been amazed at the English that poured from these tiny creatures.
The Watchers shifted in their many legs with unease. They had all had run ins with the larger two legs than ran this house. They had all lost many loved ones to the wrath of the giants. Many had fallen under the deadly smokes and fogs. Or crushed to death under the weight of various objects. Lately many had taken to hiding in the cupboard to avoid the "smaller" noise maker. The youngster had taken to eating them, much to it's dam's disgust.
The little bundled whimpered while burying it's face in the tattered blanket. It's shaggy black mane sticking up at odd angles. It's skin glowing like those small flying show off that taunted their kind outside the windows. Small cubby hands clenched tightly around the cloth below it. Peeking out from under the fuzzy forest on the child's head stood a bleeding mark. As the watchers moved forward they could make out the shape of the wound. It appeared to be like those flashes of light that went through the sky when the water fell.
After an hour of debate one of their large brethren made it's way out of the darkness and headed for the floor. Slowly creeping up to the shivering bundle it tensed before preceding. Suddenly the little giant opened it's eyes causing the creature to freeze. Greener than an evergreen tree those eyes took it in.
"Spidy" exclaimed the little one.
All the watchers watched fearing for the companion as the giant sat up. Reaching out it gently ran a finger of the baseball sized spider's furry body. The boy let out an innocent little giggle as the spider shivered under the boy's attention. The spider began to click excitedly to those still hidden in the shadows. Slowly more of the spiders came out of the dark corners off the cupboard. The little one clapped his hands and squealed excitedly. Soon he was covered in the eight legged creatures clicking in his ear. The boy giggled as his new friends crawled all over him, the hairs on their legs tickling him. The brave spider who had first confronted the boy settled down next to his knee. This little one was pure and kind, he wouldn't hurt them.
Any humans who looked in to the cupboard would have been horrified. It was like a nightmare come to life, still the boy was enjoying him self. As too were the spiders.

The truth was though that very few of the creatures crawling over the boys arms and legs were non-magical spiders. Most of these were young acromantulas. Born on the continent that traveled out to find a safe place to grow and till they were large enough not to be threaten by their own kind. Once they grown to a proper size they would head back to their clan, or start a new one. Sometimes they would be brought to new forest by the stick wielding humans. Much like the great sire Aragog had been brought to the forbidden forest in the pocket of a Asian traveler or his mate had been brought to him.
This clan of acromantula had found this hovel on their own. The cupboard being a safe and dark place from them to grow. The large male of the house couldn't fit into the tiny alcove. The female had no intention of bending down and had all but abandoned the few things she had thrown inside the spider's domain. But now someone new had come into their little world. This small little child had been abandoned to the spiders along with the vacuum and the old shoes.
Eventually the boy feel to sleep surrounded by his new found companions. The clicking continued as the spiders settled down. It had a group decision to try an induct this little two legs into their coven. He was sweet and gentle with the spiders, both small and large alike. This was a two legger worth protecting.