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Bees!


"Budderfwies?"
"Bees!"


"My fellow apiologists are about to be so jealous."



*pulls back shower curtain* "Hey--stop screaming--it's me, we need to start running. The bees have managed to get in the house."



"This better count towards my entomology PhD."



"Hey so awkward, but suddenly important question. Do you have an EpiPen, or, if you're allergic to bees too, two EpiPens?"



*incoherent screaming*



"It's times like these that I wish I could remember which kid was allergic to bees."



*looking at my fellow classmates* "Guess we're about to see survival of the fittest at work."



"Will you bee my valentine?"
"That's so terrible."
"Yes, but not as terrible as the swarm of bees headed for us."



"Do my old eyes deceive me or is that a slow enclosing swarm of bees?"



"Run! There's a swarm of bees headed right for us!"
"We should be grateful. Bees are like, endangered you know."
"Shut up, Charlotte."



"Can you believe people look at that and are like 'That'd make a sexy Halloween costume'?"
"Can you beelieve?"
"I'm leaving you behind."
"Beehind?"



"Yaasss! Bees! Come to me! I will be your new queen!"



"Hey so remember how in Jupiter Ascending they said bees could recognize and obey royalty?"
"I can't believe that was your take away from that movie, but yes."
"Cool so are you royal by any chance?"
"No, why?"
"Oh I was just hoping there was a way out of our approaching situation."



"You know, when that fortune teller said my love of honey would be the death of me, this isn't how I pictured it going down."



"I wonder if Winnie the Pooh ever had this problem."



"Now, class, the bees are more scared of us than we are of them."
"Lies!"



"We gotta go now, there is a swarm of bees headed straight for us."
"You know, I've heard bee venom therapy is really healing."
"I'm not waiting for you."



"Forecast today calls for partly cloudy skies filled with bees."



"Plant some flowers they said, it'll be fun they said."



"Some may see bees as lovely flying creatures who dine on the sweet nectar of delicate flowers. I see them as dive bombing devils with stingers who want to kill me. In this essay I will..."



"Guess there's no time like the present to figure out if I'm allergic to bees."



"This is how the world ends. Not with a bang, but with a swarm of bees."



*lawnmower makes a bad noise* "Huh, I wonder what I mowed over...oh no."



"What's black and yellow and headed right for us?"
"Bees?"
"Bees!"



"Have you ever thought of rocking that retro beehive hair style?"
"No, why?"
"Well, you're about to."



"Maybe I'll finally figure out why their knees are supposed to be the best."



*dramatically takes out camera* "I may end up with nerve damage, but the close up shots I'm about to get will be worth it."



"Bees!"
"Those are clearly wasps."



"You know, if I play this right, I can find the truly best source of honey."



"I always thought it was ants that were supposed to ruin a picnic."



*shrugs* "Guess I'll die then."


"Bzzz bzzz."
"What are you doing?"
"Trying to trick them into thinking I'm one of them."
"That'll never work."
"Not with that attitude."



"Fire!"
"What?! Where?!"
"Nowhere! We just need it to kill these things!"



"Do you have a favorite insect?"
"No, but I think I'm about to have a least favorite."



"What's about to be red and pained all over?"
"Us?"
"Us."


(Prompt by Ruairi Kennedy)

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