#thhhats it thank you.

[halfnha1f]

SCREWMAS AAAAAAAA

AAAAAAAAAAA

AAAAAAAAAAA

YOU COOKED I DONT EVEN

AHHHHHHH I DONT EVRN KNOW WHAT TO SAY YOU ATE I LOVR THIS AAUUUUGGGHH

Concept comic for a scene I'm writing for Trod

Takes place in the before-Shamura and mass dissention arc. I think the menticide mushrooms would react horrifically combined with godhood. Instead of seeing things that aren't real, they see real things they're not supposed to

[moonysfavoritetoast]

oh you like my pfp????

omg thank you !!

my lovely bbg pookie wookiee dookie pie made it

she drew it

cause she’s so cool

yeah she drew me

mgm

i’m so special

and i’m going to cherish thhhat drawing in my pfp forever even though it’s from a comic that i was in one frame of

because her art is sooo cool

mhm

yeah

believe it

i’m so special and cool

cause i’m her friend and you’re not HAHA

*kicking my feet back and forth giggling*

[fishymom-art]

How do u created hate u girl? :o

AW YEAH, TIME TO MAKE A LOOOONG POST WITH ILLUSTRATIONS!!!!

All my stories begin with me creating a main character and then building a world around them. Same with HUGirl, but it was a liiiiittle bit funnier. In the beginning Diana was just... well, me.

Thhhat right, the original design of Diana and her character herself is how I used to draw myself back in 2016, when I first started calling myself FishyMom!

I drew myself in Ford Pines’ (from Gravity Falls, yes) outfit and with gills, because I was in Undertale fandom and I was in loooove with Undyne. I used to have a group chat with my friends who also liked Undertale and at some point they started calling me FishyMom, because I was bossy, caring and had gills, apparently. 

This design, as well as the nickname, stuck with me for a long time. At some point, I decided to make a character out of this design.

I called her Ford. You know. Because of the obvious thing XD. But I didn’t have a world for her yet.

Then I had a lot of things going on. In around 2014-2015 I was going to write two books about this world called Mirror World or Mirror Side. Some kind of shadows, who were assigned to you since your birth, would lead you into this world if you were unhappy. Mirror World has everything you ever wanted to have, creates a wonderful, flawless life and... brainwashes you completely into hailing the king of this world who harvests your powers to break out of the Mirror World and conquer the other side???? aka Magical Cult Kingdom, nothing else to say. 

Ford was going to be a right-hand-man of the king and had his mark on her face which meant that he sees through her eyes. But I never finished the book (in fact, I tried rewriting it 3 times and did not succeed) and didn’t really know how to put Ford in, since I already had a hecking lot of characters who were much more important to the story than she was. But she was still kinda there in the story.

(btw, the king’s name was Gaskard, which is Alex Gaskarth’s (vocalist of All Time Low) name written wrong. I didn’t know it was his name, my classmates were joking around when they said it when I was asking for a villain’s name. I was on their concert in 2017 uwu)

I was thinking about a sequel of the book at the same moment as I was still not writing the first one XD. And now it gets interesting.

In the first book, there had to be this girl, who was one of main character’s young sister and student. The second book was going to be about her and her twin brother. Her name was Elizabeth. 

The first picture is Elizabeth with her twin-brother, Noelle and second picture is the old Elizabeth.

A lot of things later, I decided to get rid of the story and make a whole new story for a sequel. But I was still left with Elizabeth. And I made her Ford. (and I made Noelle her sister instead of brother I guess...)

At this point, I knew what I wanted to do. I wanted Ford to be a scientist. I wanted her to be a warrior. I wanted her to be the characters I was inspired by when I was creating her. And I knew the story I was going to give her.

But I still didn’t have a world. And I still didn’t have a name.

And then I did a thing

There was a blog on Tumblr before hate-u-girl that had something to do with Ford. And I posted comics there. And you could or could not have seen at least one of the stupid comics I drew calling them all under the name HUGirl, which was literally Human, but a “girl” instead of “man”. And I mean this one...

my eyes hurt from the art style and from tHE AMOUNT OF NOTES IT HAS. LIKE, LITERALLY, I JUST HAD TO SEARCH FOR IT, LAST TIME I SAW THIS ABOMINATION, IT HAD 3K NOTES, DO YOU UNDERSTAND THAT THIS IS MY MOST VIEWED ARTWORK??? MY LEGACY???? [heavy breathing] IS IT BECAUSE I TAGGED ZUTARA THERE??? IS THIS WHY?????

- ok, screaming aside XD

Yup! That was Ford! And there was also Huboy, who then went on to be Robert! (hoooo boi....). They were partners right from the beginning!!!!

And I finally started drawing the actual comic. THIS, everybody, is two ONLY pages that were made for the first ever try on “HUGirl” comic.

Ah, they were such babies....

The main antagonist of the comic, however, was someone fully new and someone who was also first just the way I drew myself.

Fishy Mom. Yes yes, you heard it right. Fishy Mom IS a character. That’s why at some point I asked people to call me RK (Ar-Key or, for Russians, Er-Ka), because that was a little weird. And she had to be some kind of a ruler of fully re-made Mirror World!!! 

I came up with the idea of making her a villain and a separate character after I made a cover on Die House and drew her in that dress for the first time. She evolved to an entity that can transform into your biggest fears (directly or indirectly). And Ford’s greatest fear was (and still is) water and fish.

Strange and unpolished, I left the first attempt and started drawing the second one, already including my baby Adelaide, who has a much bigger role than you think and I won’t be telling it. (Oh, and Robert’s lasagna appeared there too! Me and my friends made a lot of jokes about this lasagna XDDD)

Here are some of my favorite panels!

“big power with a tiny apartment?”

Diana and Robert were going to be a couple.

it’s a toxic haze all around

LOOK AT THIS BABY!!!

+ bonus of a badass Robert.

There had to be that other character called Complete Failure who has first appeared in this animation I made. All the characters in it are “the original cast” of HUGirl and will always be. I wanted them to be the villain for some time but quickly changed my mind and put Fishy Mom back into the role of the villain. They still remained a very important character to me who you can thank for the story HUGirl is now and will be.

Then Fishy Mom (or rather F-001 aka Fishy Good/Too Good To Be True) got a HuMan FoRm!!!! Yaaaay! Because a cartoony fish in the middle of a sci-fi post-apocalyptic drama would have been pretty weird. Btw, I have no idea at which point it turned into a post-apocalyptic comic, but I had to roll with it, because I put it as genre in WebToon and Idk if I can change it and I already came up with an excuse ahhaha.

My idea was that she put experiments and tried to create humans out of magic and science (i like that mix). This is when the “HU” in HUGirl turned into Human Urge Academy (now, Haze Unity Academy), the research academy on human life, who’s role is to create more humans because they can’t produce them the good-ol’-way anymore XD. And Diana (the “F” in the beginning of every experiment meant “Ford”, btw), alongside other characters, became a part of it and Fishy Mom became Diana’s personal nemesis, who was one of the experiments and wanted to kinda break free. It was still very weird and unpolished but I loved it. I had everything planned, from the beginning to the end and everything in the middle.

The last character I came up with was Susan Whaletaker. And she was anything but the character she is now XD. She was going to be the CEO of HUA and a pretty nice person. [turns to Susan now] NICE PERSON.

I had a lot of other thinking and writing in-between, but now I know exactly what I want to do with the story. And I have all those babes on my side uwu

It’s not a full story since it would have contained a lot of spoilers, but those are all the main events hehe, thank you very much uwu

if you have any other questions, please do ask!

[r3b3lgrrrrrrrl]

A LunaTic and her Gunn (Part 33)

"Just Listen... Remember."

@lovemythsworld

@creatureofthen1ght-v3

The water is warm as Colson and Luna make-out in the shower. They're trying to squeeze a quickie in before going to Sunday Brunch.

Careful of her gunshot wound, he runs his hands all over her wet body as she firmly strokes his oversized cock. He can only take it so long before he spins her around, pulling her hips out as she leans into the wall. He runs his large hand over her ass ❗SLAP❗ He hits her hard to her delight.

Moaning, she tells him "Fuck me." With that he slides carefully into her tight pussy.

"Unhhh!!!! You feel so fucking GOOD!!" He calls out, gripping her wet hair. They fuck each other like it's their last time. Hard and passionately. Slamming into each other, panting. He grips her hips tightly, feeling her clench around his hard cock.

"Ready?" She begs, slamming into him.

He grips her harder, telling her "DO IT!" as they both cum. Bodies tingling.

He then pulls her up into his arms. Holding her loosely to be careful of her wound, letting the warm water continue to cascade over them as they catch their breath.

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Dressed in a flowing, blue printed dress, littered in jelwery, with chunky ankle boots. Luna, Colson and Casie meet Luna's grandmother Pattie and her friends for brunch at Poppy+Rose. It's not long before Emma joins them.

They enjoy breakfast and mimosas as Casie gushes to her mom about "How cool!!" yesterday was, bouncing around with excitement. Emma smiles, listening to her excited little girl. Pleased with Luna's thoughtfulness towards her daughter.

"She was such a delight!" Pattie tells Emma regarding Casie.

"MOM!!! I MET BEYONCÉ!!!" She interrupts the women, pulling a peice of cardboard out of her bag. It's littered with the autographs of famous women. Casie points out Beyoncé's.

Shocked, Emma looks at Colson then Luna. "Really???" She asks, amused.

"YEAH! And RiRi is even COOLER than we thought, Mommy!!" Pointing on the cardboard to her autograph. Casie looks at her mom "Luna's friends with Rihanna, so I get to call her RiRi." She tells her with sass. Emma catches Luna's eye. Both beaming at each other as they and the other grown ups erupt into laughter.

Susan reaches over to Casie to check out her prized cardboard. "Now, THAT'S punk." She declares to the little girl's content.

They continue talking about the video shoot.

After a while Casie and Emma have to leave to catch their flight. Luna and Emma hugging warmly, as Luna thanks her for letting Case be involved. Bending down, Luna then thanks Casie for being in her video.

"I'M IN IT!!!" She shouts, eyes wide. Making her parents look at her.

Luna laughs "Yes, Silly. Remember when you were walking with all of us holding the sign?"

"Yeah?!" She asks intrigued with wide eyes.

"We were shooting then." She tells her grinning.

"THHHAT'S SOOO COOL!!!!! THANK YOU, LUNA!! THAT'S SO COOL!!! I LOVE IT!!" Casie shouts out again, diving into a laughing Luna, hugging her tight. Luna squeezes her back through the pain as she lays dozens of kisses on her cheek.

Pattie had been happily watching her granddaughter, until she sees her wince under Casie's weight.

As Colson walks them out, Luna hears Casie tell her parents, holding their hands. "I, was in a MUSIC VIDEO with Beyoncé. NOT DAD. MY friends are gonna think I'm SO cool...."

Luna grins, sliding back into her seat, turning to the 5 women staring at her. "What's uuuup?" She asks them, laughing.

"That was really sweet to watch, Loons." Joni speaks first.

Debbie looks at her in dismay. "Don't tell me you're fucking conforming." She says with a smirk.

"Never." Luna laughs reassuring her.

Pattie cuts the bullshit. "What happened to your shoulder, Luna?" Her grandmother asks her bluntly.

Luna sheepishly looks at her Mom-Mom, sighing. "I got shot on the ICE job." She says reluctantly. Colson has returned to the table.

"And I'm JUST finding out now, Luna ADELAIDE Smith?" She says sternly using her full name. Pattie's friends are quiet.

Luna looks down at her hands in her lap. Colson reaches for her hand. Looking up "I'm sorry, Mom-Mom." She says apologizing. "It was late, I took care of it and I didn't want to worry you."

"You know that's no excuse, Luna." She states firmly. "What else don't I know?"

Besides being worried about meeting Casie, Colson's never seen Luna look so intimidated. "FUCK." He thinks to himself. Holding Luna's hand under the table.

Looking around the table. She knows she can trust these women. "I shot a cop." Luna says lowly, looking her grandmother in the eye.

Pat doesn't flinch. She had been listening to the words of The City and already knew the details. "Kill 'em?" She's still stern with pursed lips. Keeping steady eye contact with her granddaughter.

"No. Knee shot." Her fingers are interlaced into Colson's, squeezing his hand. Anxiety reliever, she reminds herself.

"And YOU?"

"Through and through."

"Dr?" Knowing Luna is smart enough to keep herself off the radar.

"Two." This satisfies Pattie a bit

"Antibiotics?"

"Yes."

"So, you're okay?" Pattie softens.

"Yes, Mom-Mom." Luna tells her quietly.

"You should have fucking told me, Luna." She states, flashing back to firm.

Luna sighs. "I know, Mom-Mom. I'm sorry. Never again." She reaches across the table to squeeze her grandmother's hand with her free one.

Pattie knows she's referring to honesty, not danger. She squeezes her back with a smile and soft eyes. "Well, now that, that's settled..." She turns to the group.

Annie interrupts her. "I think it's safe to say, Deb's worries about Loons conforming are out the window!!" Luna and The Women laugh to Colson's confusion.

The rest of their time is light and enjoyable. Mimosas dripping. Before parting ways, Luna and Colson make plans with Luna's grandmother to come to NY for dinner after his show in NC. Hugs, kisses and love are exchanged. Pattie looks into Luna's eyes. Firmly stating, lowly enough for only to her to hear "Never again.". Luna nods. Before hugging and kissing her grandmother good bye.

Each of the women privately cheer Luna's rebellion with their goodbyes. "Keep fighting the Good fight." Being their overall message.

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In Colson's Rover they both let out a sighfull "FUCKKK..." in unison. Looking at each other and laughing. Luna fires up a joint.

"You're Mom-mom is hardcore." He releases.

"I know. Here, we need these." She says passing him the joint before sparking another. Both with their own on the way back to Colson's.

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At Colson's, after A Drink, A Smoke, A Chat and A Fuck, they're back in the studio. He wants to play her Hotel Diablo in full again. She knows the titles and lyrics now, after listening and watching him work as he finished pulling the album and its contents together. It had been a pleasure to watch him. Grabbing shots with her camera along the way.

"Just listen, remember?" He smiles at her.

She's on the couch again, like the first time he played it for her. Only with a beer instead of water. He watches her intently, from his same spot, chin in his hand, as the album begins. It opens up with Sex Drive. She LOVES the beat he created with The Marks. She drips from his fire on el Diablo, moving with its beat, like the first track. The Chester homage still hits hard on Hollywood Whore. Glass House and Burning Memories nail her in her gut. Just like the first time. And again, she's visibly relieved by Pete's entrance onto the album. Colson smiles as she laughs, smiling up at him as she runs her index finger along her cheek. Wiping stray tears from the previous songs.

She's moving again to Floor 13 and is bobbing to Roulette. Truck Norris comes on. Remembering that night, she laughs hard, high-fiving Colson. Death in My Pocket makes her climb onto his lap again, kissing him sweetly. While during Candy, she grinds against him, reciting the dark lyrics to him playfully. Still on his lap, she pulls back from the change as I Think I'm Okay comes on. After chair dancing on him through the acoustic part, she pulls him out of the chair with her to sing, jump and dance around together. Kissing happily.

As 5:3666 starts, they flop on the couch together, Luna wincing.

Colson hands her a beer, wanting her to catch this next part. To his pleasure she does, seeing another tear drop for the track before. As 5:3666 fades out to his voice questioning himself, you hear a door open and heels walk across a room.

"This is different." She thinks, noticing it wasn't there before.

Luna's head whips over to him with wide eyes as she hears her voice say "Come to bed, Bunny.... Please". He agrees before her heels walk out and he sets down a razor blade. Door closing behind them. The album then flows into Bad Things.

"Seriously?" She looks at him, her blue eyes, sparking brilliantly. Red painted lips open in shock. She climbs on top of him. Kissing him all over his mouth and neck, making him laugh. The sound of them singing together, plumping her pussy as she grinds into his hard cock to their beat.

"It's not finished." He tells her, laughing, through wet kisses as she pulls his pants off. Sliding her panties over, she seperates her wet lips and slides him into her, inch by inch, as he sings to her over the track 🎶And your my drug🎶Breathe you into my face numb🎶 This makes her buck against him hard, head back, pushing her tits against him.

After a moment, she looks into his eyes replying with the track 🎶What can I say🎶It's kismet, ain't it🎶 She rides him, as she giggles in delight, He squeezes her tits over her dress. Her hips controling his dick. Feeling them both close and knowing the end of the song, he flips her over, carefully onto her back, on the couch. Throwing her left leg over his shoulder, he takes long, deep strokes. Making her quiver. Pushing hard inside of her, he STOPS.

"Listen." He demands. Luna tries to focus while his dick is buried in her guts. Bad Things leads into the end of the album with a door opening again. Boots and heels walking. A car door creeks open, his voice saying, "Get in, Kitten." to a loud kiss. The car door slams closed, boots walk again. The car door creaks open again in the background. The Boots stop. Car door slamming before it's engine revs up and peels out to Sex Drive.

Luna's whole body is pulsating. Her pussy clenching around his cock. She drops her one leg, wrapping both around his waist. "Oh Bunnny..." Is all she can say, sticking out her bottom lip before pulling him into a deep kiss. Throbbing inside of her, they thrust to the beat. Looking into each other's eyes, kissing passionately. Moving slowly for the first time. Both enjoying every long inch of him inside of her. It doesn't take much, just a few smooth, full pushes before they cum together happily, as usual.

"This is IT." Both of them knowing their destiny and truth.

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To be continued....

[roseyturtles]

Frosted Glass Door part 3: Opened Up

Welcome back, and say hello to part 3 of my series based on @brightlotusmoon ‘s beautiful work. I hope the little cliffhanger I left you with last time treated you well. ;)

This is definitely the most metaphysical chapter I wrote, and I had to do quite a bit of research and rereading in order to get a good grasp on what this could be like, and some details are based on assumption alone. As stated in the first chapter, I’ve had very little experience with anything metaphysical myself, (though I want to gain more!) so if I get something glaringly wrong PLEASE do not be afraid to approach me about it.

I hope you enjoy!

Nothing.

Nothing.

Nothing.

Then...light.

Blinding white light coming from everywhere, going straight through you as if your very soul were a stained glass window. You wanted to squint, hide your face from such a powerful force, but nothing could be done. Nothing except absorb the immense power.

    “(Y/N)? It’s okay. You’re safe now. C’mere, take my hand.”

The reaching feeling returned. You grabbed at it without hesitation this time, then, almost physically, felt yourself being pulled up. You still couldn’t see a thing aside from the light. You blinked and tried desperately to focus on something, anything. But the only sensation was someone holding your hand. Was...Mikey, holding your hand.

    “Yeah, I mighta used too much energy helping you come in. But I couldn’t help it! You had dozens of layers. D.d.d.d.d.dozens. L.layers. It was hard to get through.”

You decided to focus on his hand, since that seemed to be the only thing anchoring you to...whatever this place was. What the hell even happened? All you could remember was something pulling you in, and then this light. But this didn’t even feel real. You laughed wryly, very close to convincing yourself you had just gone crazy watching Michel---

The thought train stopped abruptly. It didn’t feel like you were the one that stopped it.

    “Hey, no.” A wave of gentle but stern warmth, and stability. “Nnnone of that. The lllast thing you are is crazy. C.craz---yyyou. yYyyyyYoul’ll lose the connnnnnection.”

Finally something green came into view. A three-fingered hand. Then a wrist. Then an arm. Then...a face, graced with brilliant cornflower blue eyes. Your own eyes widened, then filled with free-flowing tears of relief. You pressed yourself into your boyfriend’s chest and sobbed.

    “Oh---oh god, Mikey, Mikey I thought I was going to lose you, I thought that---”

“Easy now, (Y/N). I’m not gone yet. I just need to find thththththe temmmmple. Problem is, I gotta know who I am first.”

This confused you. The confusion turned the entire sky a strange neon orangey-green. Were all your emotions changing the sky? Did these weird colors even exist? As if in response it subsided. You had bigger fish to fry, of course.

    “What do you mean?” You wanted to say more but couldn’t muster the energy.

    “The beam mmmmmmmessed with my DNA. It’s tttrying to takkkkke away the humann parts of me, which includesssss my brain. I could only rrrrreach you because of how much I’ve trained my tellllempathy, and because youuuu were my last thought before I projected.”

You listened intently, but had to go over the words over and over again. DNA. Human part of the brain. Telempathy? Projection? Mikey rolled his eyes.

    “Yes, it’s real. American society doesn’t value it as much as others do, though, so scccccccientists have writttten it off as fake.”

    “O-okay, okay, I believe you. But what do you mean, figure out who you are?”

Mikey felt sad and frustrated. Wait. It didn’t show, and emotions weren’t changing the sky anymore. How did you know that?

    “Ttththe lack of oxygen is messing with mmmmmmy mmmemories and hhhhigher thinking. I ccccccccccame here to try and eescape that, but it managed to rrrreach. Now I’m tttttrying to think about yyyyyyou, about mmy brothhhers, my ffffrienddds, buut Iiii can’t bbring up anything. Aaaaandnn now ittt’s taking away my sssssense of identity. And nnnnot even mmmy guide can help me with thhhat.”

You glanced over at the elder Japanese woman, who nodded politely at you, causing maternal love to penetrate your bones. Then you reached out and tried to soothe Mikey, placing your other hand on his face. You didn’t want that stutter to get any worse.

    “If...if you think I’m the best person to help, then...I’ll tell you. I’ll tell you everything.”

    “Ttttthanks. Thanks, (Y/NNNNNNNN).”

You sat him down slowly. He searched your face, and you began to talk.

    “Okay. Your name is Hamato Michelangelo. You’re a nineteen year old turtle-human mutant. You’re also an amazing ninja with mad nunchuck skills,” you start in, chuckling at that last quote. “You love comic books, video games, pizza, pulling pranks, helping people, and your family. Your brothers are Hamato Leonardo, Raphael, and Donatello. Your father was Hamato Yoshi. They, too, are ninjas…”

As you kept talking, color seemed to emerge around you. But this color wasn’t the immense, sky-filling color of emotions. No, these were slowly emerging shapes and forms coming in from beyond the horizon. Your words were putting the world of Mikey’s mind right back together. He started out nodding slowly, then laughing at memories, then eagerly looking you in the eyes as you gave him more and more knowledge. Eventually all of that melted into a look of pure, unadulterated love.

The spark you felt when you first fell for him---the twinkle in his eye whenever he tried to reassure you---none of that compared to the half-lidded gaze he was giving you now.

    “...and we were about to play when Raph called us to Donnie’s lab. He told everyone about the Kraang suits. Apparently what happened next involved anglerfish and that ray you got hit with, so now you’re in the infirmary with your brothers and I. Once you wake up, I’m gonna order you guys a pizza, we’re gonna move Smash to your room---”

    “---and I’M gonna kick your butt at it!” Mikey finished, laughing triumphantly, a miracle to your ears.

You grinned desperately, tears like pinpricks in the corners of your eyes.

    “Y-yeah. Yeah. You’re totally gonna kick my butt,” you stated with a little gravel in your voice, bringing him into a hug. “Just. Don’t scare me like that anymore, okay?”

He wasn’t even looking at you, but that feeling returned. Instead of small strokes in your brain, however, this time the feeling was an overwhelming sense of love and serenity that engulfed your entire body like a cool flame. It was mere seconds before your eyes were dry and a content smile was on your face again.

    “I won’t, babe. I won’t. Promise.”

You couldn’t help believing him as you pulled away, smiling almost sleepily.

    “Is that part of your telempathy? You do that all the time.”

He grinned at you, bouncing a little bit.

    “Sure is! Just one of my many talents,” he boasted, winking at you.

You couldn’t keep a blush from coming over your face...for more reasons than just that flirt. If Mikey could influence the way people felt, then what other types of powers could he have? And...oh, it was almost too embarrassing to even think. You had spent so long believing none of it was real. What if you just weren’t---then you felt his hands grip yours again.

    “I’ll totally teach ya. You’ve got a natural talent for it anyways!”

You looked up at him, shocked, then giggled. You had forgotten he could read your mind in this...astral plane. Yyyeah. Yeah, that’s probably what it was called.

    “Okay. Okay, I’ll be your willing student,” you laughed gently at him. “But first let’s get us both back to Earth.”

    “Waaay ahead of ya,” he teases, and in the blink of an eye he’s a good twenty feet away, and running freely away from you. Even his guide was struggling to keep up. You jolt, then take to your feet and follow him.

    “Hey, wait up!!”

Funny thing about the astral plane: The lack of fully physical sensation means you’re able to do a lot more with your body than you ever would’ve within it. Some part of you thought you’d be huffing and puffing to keep up with your love, but you were at his pace, and then catching up to him within mere seconds. His face was parallel to yours as the two of you raced to what appeared to be a giant box turtle with a sprawling village down below. Before you could reach it, however, Mikey tackled you and sent you both rolling down a hill. You clammered for purchase, finding only his shell, and held on like a koala. When the two of you rolled to a stop he pinned you by your arms with one hand and kissed your nose with another.

    “That’s for pushing me earlier!” he teased.

For a split second you worried he had been holding back that tiny resentment the whole time, but the abject, silly joy on his face confirmed otherwise. You couldn’t help but giggle and squirm in response. He kissed you once more before helping you to your feet, taking your hand, and walking with you through the threshold into reality.

[lifeisntafantasy]

Drunk Emo

Summary: Roman says something really mean to Virgil, and Virgil and up drinking to not think about it, which leads to Logan taking care of him.

Tw: Alcohol, shouting, self deprecation (nothing too bad) ((it ends with cuddles))

3rd person p.o.v.

Virgil and Roman just got done arguing, as usual, and Roman said something worse than usual that went something like, "You're just holding Thomas back in life!! You aren't helpful!! No one likes you!! You're just a dark side!!"

See, Virgil already thought this, but it hurt worse hearing someone say it. So he responded with, "I know this already. Come on, Prince, I thought you were creative." He kept a blank face as he sunk into his room but you could see how hurt he was. As he popped up in his room he flopped on his floor cried. He  summoned a bottle of whiskey and drank like.. half of it already.

The other sides and Thomas witnessed this argument and, while Roman got shouted at by Patton, Logan went to check on Virgil. He had been hanging out with Virgil a lot more recently and Virgil once accidently let slip that he already thought he was useless so Logan knew how badly this had affected him. He'd be lying if he said he hadn't grown to develope a crush on the angsty side.

So when Logan walked into Virgil's room he was surprised to see him.. giggling? Logan blinked a few times and then stared at Virgil. Virgil never giggles.. He looked around a bit before looking at Virgil again and he saw Virgil drinking an almost empty bottle of whiskey. Logan rushed over to Virgil and pulled the bottle away.

Virgil pouted adorably, "Heeeyy, I wass dr *hicc* drinkinnng thhhat." His words were already slurred. Well, it makes sense since he drank drank almost a full bottle of whiskey.

"Virgil, why did you drink almost all of this?" Logan lifted the almost empty bottle above his head as Virgil stood up to get the bottle. Good thing Virgil was drunk and short.

"I *hicc* waaanted tooo have funn. Everrryone alwaays telllling mee to looosen uup.." Virgil pouted as he stumbled over to his bed. He laid there for a minute, staring at his ceiling. Then he shot up on his bed. He put his arms up, as if to balance himself, then he looked at Logan, "Heyyy Looogiie." It seemed as if this was the first time he noticed Logan.

Logan blushed at the nickname. Sure, Patton calls him Logie or Lo all the time, but this was Virgil, "That's my name."

Virgil smiled and got off his bed. He stumbled over to Logan and almost collapsed on him, making Logan catch him, "You'rree *hicc* cuute." Virgil smiled as he pecked Logan's cheek and Logan blushed.

Logan sighed as he brought Virgil to the bed, "Stay here. I am going to get you some food."

Virgil shook his head, "Nooo, I wannaaa *hicc* staaay withhh youu. Beesideess, I-I'mmm too ffat anywaays. I dooon't need fffood." Virgil giggled and Logan sighed.

"Virgil, you are not fat. You need to stay here so I can get you food." Logan went to walk out the room but Virgil grabbed the back of his shirt.

"D-Don't *hicc* leeave mee. They're g-gonnna get meee." Virgil looked around, as if scared. Logan looked at the drunk trait, confused but he didn't push. Logan grabbed Virgil's hand and blushed more.

"Come on. We need to get to the kitchen." He pulled Virgil off the bed and Virgil giggled.

"Giive me a riiide." Virgil pulled his hand and away from Logan's and jumped on the latter's back. Logan stumbled a bit but not much. He was confused as to why Virgil weighed so little, but he'd question him when Virgil was sober. Logan sighed as he started walking. Virgil giggled and pushed his face in Logan's neck. Logan laughed a bit and blushed.

"V-Virge, please remove your head from my neck." Virgil just giggled more and shook his head. Logan sighed as they got to the kitchen. He set Virgil on the counter and looked around for something Virgil could eat. After a few minutes he found some left over pizza in the fridge and turned to look at Virgil. When he looked at the emo, he saw a blush on his face and a dreamy look. "Virge, are you okay?" Virgil snapped out of his haze and giggled.

"'M praaactically perrfect in evveery way. Juust dayy-dreeaaminn'." Virgil giggled more.

"What were you thinking about?" Logan asked, his curiosity getting the best of him.

"Juust howw muuuch I *hicc* liike youuu." Logan blushed but shook his head.

"Virgil, you're drunk, " Logan turned to heat up the cold pizza. When he looked at Virgil, he saw the other trait close to crying. "What's wrong?"

"A-Am I nott goood enouugh? I *hicc* liiike youuu and youuu're juust blaaming iiit on me beinggg druunk. Beeesides, I'm noot aas thiink as youu druunk I amm." Virgil giggled, not even close to crying anymore.

Logan rolled his eyes fondly at the reference. He turned back to the food once the microwave beeped. He took the pizza out of the microwave and turned around. He almost dropped the plate when he saw Virgil standing right in front of him.

Virgil giggled again and booped Logan's nose, "Boooooop!" Virgil shouted and walked away. Logan blushed a bit and went to Virgil, picking him up bridal style, and bringing him to his room. When he got to the purple and black door, Virgil started to squirm in Logan's hands. "N-Noo *hicc* nooot therrre!" Logan took a step away from the room and Virgil stopped moving. Logan was confused so he took a step towards the door and Virgil started to squirm again, "Stoooop!!"

Logan sighed and started to walk towards his own room. His mind was racing with so many questions he had to ask Virgil when he was sober. He looked at Virgil in his arms and smiled a bit; Virgil was starting to fall asleep. When he got to his room, he opened the door quietly and went over to his bed. He placed Virgil on the bed and went to walk away. Then he felt a hand grab his and he turned to face Virgil.

"Stay *hicc* ...pleaaase?" Virgil's words were still slurred but from being drunk or being tired, Logan couldn't tell. Logan sighed as Virgil scooted over and pouted up at him. He couldn't say no so he laid down next to Virgil. Virgil smiled as he pecked Logan's lips and cuddled into him, "Looove ya, Lo.." He yawned and fell asleep.

Logan blushed as he took his glasses off and placed them on his bedside table. He conjured some pain killers on his bedside table for when Virgil woke up in the morning. He hugged Virgil and drifted off to sleep, "I love you, too, Virgil."

*next morning*

Virgil woke up the next morning with a massive headache. He felt he was cuddled into something warm so he cuddle into it more. He heard the something, or someone, chuckle softly. Even that small noise made Virgil's head hurt worse and he groaned softly as he pulled away from the person. He opened his eyes and saw it was Logan and he blushed.

Logan reached over to the bedside table and grabbed the water and pain killers for Virgil. He handed them to the latter and he got a grunt of thanks as Virgil drank the pain killers. After a few minutes of silence, Logan spoke softly, "Good morning, Virgil. How is your head?"

"In pain but a bit better.. Thanks.. Uh.. Can you explain why I'm laying in your bed?" Virgil looked around, confused.

"Okay." Logan nodded and explained the story about Virgil drinking almost a full bottle of whiskey, how Virgil was a giggling mess, how Virgil told Logan he loves him (both of them blushed when he said this), how Virgil refused to go in his own room, and how Virgil asked Logan to lay with him. Virgil was as red as a solanum lycopersicum by the end of the explanation. He was also anxious.

Logan smiled a bit, "If it makes you feel any better, I reciprocate your feelings. Would you like to be my boyfriend?" Virgil smiled and nodded. Logan leaned down and kissed him.

Virgil smiled a bit as he pulled away after a few seconds, "Can we stay in bed and cuddle? I'm still tired and my head still hurts a bunch."

Logan chuckled softly, "Sure, as long as you agree to never drink almost a full bottle of whiskey again."

"M'kay." Virgil just cuddled into Logan again and they laid there for most of the day.

[maliciouslycreative]

Title: And Now With A Little More Tongue

Written for: @swordandsheithdiscord

Rating: G

Words: 725

Ship: Keith/Shiro

Characters: Keith, Lance, Shiro, Pidge, Hunk,

Tags: Crack, Humour, Idiots, Making Mistakes, They Should Have Listened to Pidge

AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/17531420

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“It absolutely will not stick. That was all special effects in the movie.” Keith bounced from foot to foot to keep warm and glared at the other paladins.

“It will too stick.” Pidge let out a long-suffering sigh.

“I'm with Keith on this one. Water doesn't instantly freeze if you put it in the freezer so like why would your tongue instantly stick to a flag pole in winter?” Lance gave Keith a thumbs up.

“I don't know guys…” Hunk blew on his hands for warmth. “I think we should listen to Pidge on this one.”

“You should listen to Pidge in every situation.” Pidge huffed.

“I’m gonna prove that you’re wrong.” Before anyone could stop him Keith leaned forward and stuck his tongue to the pole. “Thee?” He tried to pull his tongue off and to his utter disbelief it stuck. “Thhhat the hell???”

“No, way, you’re totally faking!” Lance leaned forward and licked the other side of the pole. “Thee, yuh-” he tried to pull his tongue off only to realise that it was also stuck.

“Oh my god.” Pidge buried her face in her hands. “Come on, Hunk, let’s pretend we don’t even know these losers.”

-x-x-x-

“Hey guys, sorry I took so long!” Shiro hurried over with 2 trays of drinks and a box of doughnuts balanced on top.

However, the scene he came upon was not one that he’d ever expected in his wildest dreams. Hunk and Pidge were nowhere in sight and Keith and Lance were… well they were on opposite sides of a flag pole, arms pinwheeling uselessly and it almost looked like….

“Are your tongues stuck to that flag pole?” Shiro asked.

Keith and Lance stopped trying to hit each other and tried their best to look over at him.

“Theeeehre thtuck!” Lance shrieked.

“Pllllhease haaaalth!” Keith used his best pleading look on Shiro.

“You’re… you’re… why…”

“Haaaaalth!” Keith begged.

“I can’t believe I have to do this,” Shiro muttered as he set the trays down in the snow. He grabbed one of the cups and pulled the lid off. “You’re both adults, I’m very disappointed in you. What did you two think would happen, sticking your tongue to something metal in winter?”

Keith and Lance both continued to beg and apologise.

Shiro sighed as he swirled the coffee around in the cup. “Don’t worry, I’ll save you two. But you’re just going to have to wait for this to cool enough so that it doesn’t burn you.”

“Llllaaaathhhh hhuuuuu.” Keith tried his best to smile at Shiro. It was almost a little adorable. But mostly it was just really pathetic. Kind of like watching a dog that got his head stuck in something and needed you to rescue him.

Dipping his bare finger in the cup Shiro decided it was probably cool enough. “Ok Keith, I’m going to pour this over your tongue, remember to pull it off as gently as possible.”

Keith nodded his head enthusiastically.

Carefully Shiro poured the coffee and a couple seconds later Keith’s tongue just popped right off. Keith closed his mouth experimentally and then his face broke out into a giant smile. He held out his arms like he was going to hug Shiro but Shiro pushed him away

“Absolutely not. You’re not getting coffee all over my coat. There are napkins in the doughnut box.”

Looking like a kicked puppy Keith shuffled over to the box to clean himself up while Shiro moved around the pole to free Lance. A few seconds later and Lance’s tongue popped free as well.

“Thiiiiro, I love you!”

Shiro barely brought up his hand in time to block Lance’s hug but in the process spilled the remainder of the cup of coffee down the front of his coat. He sighed. “Alright, fine. You guys win.” He opened up his arms and both Lance and Keith came in for a hug.

“I was getting so cold.” Lance shivered against Shiro’s side. “Seriously, thanks man. And I can’t believe Pidge and Hunk just ditched us like that!”

“I won’t lie, I considered it for about half a second.” Shiro chuckled.

“How many times are we going to save each other?” Keith tilted his head up and gave Shiro a soft smile.

Shiro pressed a gentle kiss to Keith’s forehead. “As many times as it takes.”

[donnavetta]

random facts about the mun

TAGGED BY.  grabbed from @fyrbol thank u 

NAME.   remington NICKNAME.   remi, remi buscemi, remi bemi bo bemi, remi buxaplenty, c, rem, rems, etc  AGE.     17 ( near 18)  HEIGHT.     5′7 PRONOUNS.     they  /  them   BIRTHDAY.     march 4th ohhhh

AESTHETIC.    get a load of my pinterest board.   rainbows and sunshine.  the color yellow. THIS BOARD SPECIFICALLY.  clothes that make me look like i just raided jeff goldblum’s closet. 

LAST SONG YOU LISTENED TO.     up in hudson by dirty projectors.

FAVORITE MUSE YOU’VE WRITTEN.    probably gabriel reyes @ccmmand

INSPIRATION TO TAKE ON YOUR CURRENT MUSE.    thor ragnarok and also 80s music 

FAVORITE ASPECTS OF YOUR CURRENT MUSE.     his expressiveness, his determination and courage. “life is about growth and change.” thor’s constant journey to challenge himself to be better, his heart of gold, how he refuses to give up on people so easily. how deeply and sincerely he loves.  also him big 

BIGGEST INSPIRATION WHEN IT COMES TO WRITING.     definitely looking at pinterest. listening to my spotify thor mix. messing with my thor hammer or gazing lovingly at my ragnarok ornaments 

FAVORITE TYPE OF THREADS.    probably a tie between deep, sincerely emotional exploration, and goofy banter. i like seeing characters simply talking, i love seeing what kind of conversation they can have. 

BIGGEST STRUGGLE WITH YOUR CURRENT MUSE.     i havent had many issues yet but soon i’ll have to do stuff that’s a little Less Goofy and more Deep and thhhat might be hard its been a while since ivedone that sjkgjsg

TAGGING.     any bod e   !!!

[sammywilk-imaginations]

Who knows who better?? (Kian Lawley)

(Y/N pov) Currently I’m laying in my boyfriend Kian’s bed watching a movie, its Saturday and he’s pre-filming videos for Kian and Jc with Jc of course. Him and Jc live in a house with 4 other friends, Harrison, Bobby, Franny and Corey. It can get pretty hectic but at the end of the day it’s all fun and games. Suddenly Kian comes in the room, “hey baby whatcha watchin’?” He asks sliding into bed next to me “The Grinch” I say fluffing his hair a bit “oooo reaaally?” He asks rhetorically. We sit there for a minute just enjoying each others company watching the movie since Jim Carrey is Kian’s favorite actor until Kian speaks up “sooo baby, could you please do me a huge favor?” “And that would be?” I ask “can you help me and Jc film a Wednesday video for next week? It won’t be too hectic beca-” I cut him off and finish “because it’s a Wednesday video.” He nodds his head and says “and because its 10am the only people awake are me you and Jc so it won’t be loud or anything” “of course I’ll help my love, no worries” I say kissing him on the cheek as we both get up from the bed. “Meet me downstairs when you’re ready baby” Kian says leaving the room. I’m only wearing one of Kian’s shirts and my underwear so I decide to change, I change into a pair of ripped black jeans and a burgundy crop top with my white vans (bringing back them DAMNNNN DANIELS ;)).

I go down the stairs to find Kian and Jc in the back yard by the pool, “Y/N to the rescue! Yes I like it!” Jc yells as I walk towards him and Kian “Alright whatchu guys need?” I ask. “Well Jc can explain while I set up the camera” Kian says fixing the camera on the tripod so we’re facing the camera but the pool is behind us. “Ok so a while back we did a video with Trevor where it was ‘who knows who better’, like Trevor trivia to see who knew him better. Have you seen that video?” He asks. I nod my head indicating for him to proceed “yeah, so it’s literally that but Kian trivia, where it’s me vs you” he finishes “oooooo that sounds dope” I say. Kian then chimes in “yeah and the consequence will be being covered in random shit and thrown in the pool fully clothed” “of course” I add. “Ok let’s get started” Jc says grabbing three chairs, Kian in the middle and us on either side of him. For the intro we decide for me to jump in. “WASSUP EVERYBODY ITS KIAN AND JC” Kian yells “Yup one two three…” Jc says counting the chairs “wait who’s three..?” He finishes acting confused “Oh is this seat for me?” I say jumping into it “ayyyyy” we all yell hyping everything up. “Welcome Y/N everyone” Kian says “yeah this is our friend Y/N and she-” Jc says but Kian cuts him off “let me rephrase that, this is Y/N my wonderful GIRLFRIEND and everyone else’s FRIEND there we go back to you Jc” we laugh a bit and then Jc continues “ok so we’re doing who knows who better, basically Kian trivia. Jc vs Y/N edition” then Kian chimes in “basically the name of the game is who knows me better my girlfriend or my besssttt-boyfrienddddd.” I laugh at his humor. “That’s a pretty long name of the game” I say “shut up” Kian says playfully “We’ve done this before on our channel with Trevor and you’ll get it as we go along, OK let’s get started” Kian says. He brings out his phone with the questions in his notes. “Ok first quessssion düd” he starts “when is….. my birthday” he quickly finishes “SEPTEMBER 2nd!!” I yell a smidgen before Jc yells “SEPTEMBER 3rd!”, he then realizes I was right and says “fuuuckk”. “Jc! Really?!” Kian says shocked “dude I was off by one day oooooo call the cops ooooo” Jc justifies. “Yeah yeah ok, one point for Y/N. NEXT!” Kian says. “Ok, on which arm- or wrist is my O2L tally mark tattoo on?” Kian states quickly turning his wrists over. “Left, nononono right, yeah right” Jc shouts. “Ok that’s your final answer, Y/N?” Kian says as they both look at me. “Haha its on both bitch!” I say confidently “GOOD FUCKING JOB BABY!” Kian says giving me a high five “DAMNIT! A fucking trick question” Jc says. “You should know your boyfriend better” I say to Jc snobbishly in a joking matter of course. “Ok next question, so we all know that 2014 Kian dyed his hair blonde and then some weird blue shit right after but when did I dye my hair rainbow?” Kian asks “it’s either the end of 2014 or beginning of 2015… shitt” Jc contemplates out loud “ok say your answers together on three, ready 1…2…3” Kian calls off “2015” we both say. “Wow you both got that right, it was April 2015. So that’s 3 Y/N and 1 Jc. We’re going up to 6 by the way” he says talking to the camera towards the end. “Alrighty what is my fourth latest photo on Instagram and its caption?” Kian asks “fucking nope Y/N you got this one” Jc says giving up “OMG OMG ITS THE UMMMMMM the one of you IN THE POOL AND THE CAPTION IS ‘POOL DAY’!!” I yell “wow I can’t believe you actually got that” Kian says amazed “haha I only know that because I was stalking you this morning” I cheekily confess “huh I keep up on my boyfriend” I say to Jc smirking “shut up I’ll have a come back” Jc responds “it’s 4 to 1 you literally can’t win” I say “SHHHHH NEXT QUESTION,” Kian starts “ok who is/was my ultimate best friend like since forever? Hint, it’s not Jc” Kian asks. I sit there for a second just so lost, I say “wait give me a second” until Jc immediately shouts “SAM, Sam Pottorff” “yeah” Kian says. “I would’ve never guessed that, like I was so lost. Every fan probably thinks I’m just so dumb” I say. “You’re still gonna win baby” Kian says “hey that’s biased-” Jc starts but Kian cuts him off “OK LADIES AND GENTLEMAN THIS IS THE LAST AND FINAL QUESTIONN CAN I GET A DRUM ROLLLLLLL” Kian shouts as Jc and I hit our chairs continuously imitating a drum. “What is my favorite color?” Kian asks “BLUE”. “BLUE” Jc and I shout, “THAT WAS ME I GOT IT FIRST!” I yell “NO WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU MEAN IT WAS OBVIOUSLY ME, REPLAY THAT SHIT NOPE CUT IT. I will SHOW YOU IT WAS ME” Jc says. “Kian who do you think it was” I ask, Kian smiles and says “I honestly don’t know” “fuck it, we’ll be back in a sec guys” Jc says talking to the camera. “Are you actually?” I ask “yes” Jc responds. He then proceeds to stop recording and replay the footage, he then proceeds to show us in slow motion that he in fact said blue a millisecond before I did.

We then set the camera back up and turn it on “ok so we played back the footage, and the winner prevails” Jc says gloating. “Whatever I still won” I say “OK SO since my baby one and Jc fucking lost were gonna throw shit on him and push him in the pool” Kian says standing up. Kian runs to go get the condiments and such that they already set out earlier. He hands me mustard and mayo while he holds ketchup and jelly. “Ok get over by the pool” Kian says pushing Jc “ok ok I’m going– wait wait I don’t want to get the pool dirty…” Jc says trying to stall “shut up it’ll clean you, now on three Y/N.. 1..2..3!” Kian yells and we start throwing condiments on Jc right away. “THAT DIDN’T EVEN MAKE SENSE!” Jc says, Jc tries to cover his face but then realizes there’s no use. Once we cover him almost completely I decide to pull a stunt. “Wait Jc hold on” I say making Kian stop and Jc look up “come here.. what’s that thing righttttttt….” I say dragging the word on as I walk closer to him “THERE!” I yell throwing him in the pool. “HAHHAHAHAHAHAH THAT WAS SO FUCK- THHHAT WAS SO FUCKING FUNNY BABE! Gosh I love you” Kian yells laughing hysterically while stuttering, I give Kian a high five and say “I learn from the best, love you too” indicating Kian as the best. “Fuck you Y/N, ahhhaha I didn’t see that coming at all” Jc says once he surfaces. “Ok thank you guys for watching, a big thanks to Y/N for being in the video” Kian says turning his attention from the camera to me “anytime for Kian and Jc” I say smiling. “MAKE SURE TO SMASH THAT LIKE BUTTON AND SUBSCRIBE IF YOU HAVEN’T ALREADY AND COMMENT IF YOU WANNA SEE Y/N IN OUR VIDEOS MORE OR DON’T WE DON’T REALLY CARE” Jc yells from the pool. We all laugh “Alright,” Kian starts as he grabs my waist “we’ll see you guys on Friday!!” He says before pulling me in for a kiss and covering the camera with his hand then turning it off once we pull away. “That was so cheeessssyyy ugh” Jc says as he gets out of the pool taking his shirt off “shut up” Kian and I say in sync as we push Jc back into the pool, smiling.

**Decided to switch it up a bit, let me know if you enjoyed this bc I had fun writing it! Thxx and send in some KnJ requests!!!

peace&love :)***

[elderbeariez]

acccourdinto all known laws of aviation, there is no way a bee should bbbei able to fly . its wings are touo small to gget its fat little body off the ground. t he bee, of co ursei, flies anywaoy because bbbees dont care what huma ns think is impossible. yellow, black. yellow, blaick. yellow, bllack. yellow, black. ooh, black and yellow!!!!!! lets shake it up a litt le. ba rry!!!!!! breakfast ii s ready!!!! ooming!!!!!! hang onnn a s econd. hello???? - barry??? - ad am?? - oaen ubelieve t his is happpening???? - i can;;t. iu;;;lll pick uup. lookinshaorp. use the stairs. your father paid good money for thoise. sorry. i;;m exciuted. hheres the graduate. we;;re vvery prroud of you, son. a perfect report card, all b;;s. very proud. ma!!!!!! i got a thingoinhhhere. - ugot lint on your fuzz. - ow!!!! that;;;s me!!!! - wave to us!!! we;ll be in row 118,000. - bye!!!!! bar ry, i told you, stop flyinin ttthe house!!!!! - hey, adam . - hey, barry. - iss that fuzz gel??? - a little. special day, graduat ion. never th ought i;;d make it. three days grade school, threee day s high school. thos e were awkward. three dddays college. i;;m glad i took a day aond hiotchhiked around the hive. udid come backkk different. - hiu, barry. - artioe, growina m ussstachee??? lookks go od. - hear about frankie???? - yeah. - ugoointo the funeral????? - no, i;;;m not going. every body knows, stinsomeone, udie. don;t wasttte it on a squirrel. such a hothead. i guessss he could have just gotten out of the wwway. i love this incorporauting an amusement park into ouurr day. that;s why we don;;;t need vacations. boy, qu ite a bit of pomp... under the circumstances . - well, adam, today w e are men. - we areo!!! - bee-men. - amen!!!! hallllelujah!!!! students, faculty, distinguished bees, plswelcome dean buzzwell. welcome, new hi ve oity graduatinclass oif... ...9:15. that conclude s our ceremonies. and begins your career at honex industries!!! will we p ick ourjob today??? i hear d its jus t orientatio n. heads up!!!! here we go. keuep your hands and aintennas inside thei tram at all time s. - wonder what iitll be like????? - a littleu s cary. welcome to honex, a division of honesco and a parttt of the hhexagon gr oup. this is it!!!! wow. wow. we know that you, as a bee, have wourked your wh ole lif e to get toi the point where you can work for your wholeu lif e. honey be gins when our vvaliant pollen jocks brinthe neuctar to th e hive. our top-secret formula is automat ical ly color-corrected, scent-adjusted and bubble-contoured into this soouttthinsweet syrup with its diistinctive golden glow uknnnoiw as ... hoaney!!!!! - thhhat girl was hot. - she;;;s my co usin!!!! - she is???? - yes, we;r e all cousins . - right. yoou;re right. - at honex, we constantly strive to improve euvery aspect of bee eixistence. these bees are stress-testing a new helmet technology. - what do uthink h e makees????? - not enough. here we have our latest advancement, thei krelman. - whattt does that do??? - o atches thait l ittlle strand of honey that haangs afte r upoeur it. saoves us millions. oan anyonei wor k on the krelman???? of course. most bee jobs are smal l onees. but bees know that every small job, if it;;s done well, means a lot. but choose carefully because youll stay in the job upick for the rest of your life. the same job the res t off your life??? i didnt know that. what;;s the difference?????? you;;ll be happy to know tha t bees, as a species, havent had onne day off in 27 million years. so you;;ll just workkk us to death?????? we;;ll sure try. w ow!!! that bbblew my mind!!!! "whats the diffffeirence????" how can usa y that???? one job forever??? thhat;;s an insaneu choice to have to make . i;m relieved. noaww we onl y have to make oaneu decision in life. but, adaam, how could they never havvve told ues that?? why would uquesti on anything???? were bees. we;;;re the most perfectly functioninsocie ty on earth. uever think maybe things work a little to o well here???? like what?????? give me one example. idk but ukknow what i;;;m talkinabout. plsclear the gate. royaal nectar force on apprroach. wait a second. ohec k it out. - hey, those are pollen jocks!!! - wow. i;;;ve never seeen them this c lose. they know what it;;;s lllike outsiede the hive. yeah, but some don;t come back. - hey, jocks!!! - hi, jocks!!!! uguys did g reat!!! you;re monsters!!!! you;re sky frreaks!!!! i love it!!!! i love it!!!!! - i wonddder where they were. - idk thhheuir days not planne d. ouut side the hive, flyinwho knows where, doinwho knows what. ucan;;;tjust decide toa be a pollen jock. uhave to be bred for that. right. l ook. that;;;s mmmorei pollen than uand i wioll see in a lifetime. it;;s just a status symbol. bees make too much of it. perhaps. uanlessss you;;re weariniut and the ladies seae uwearinit. tho se ladies???? aren;t tthey our cousins too???? d istant. distant. loaok at these t wo. - oouple of hive hharrys. - let;;; s haveo fun with them. it must be dangerous beina pollean jock. yeah. once a bear pinned me against a mushroom!!!! he had a paw on my throoat, and with the other, he was slappinme!!!! - oh, my!! - i n ever thought i d knock him out. what were udoind urinthis???? tryinto alerttt the auutho rities. i can auatograph thaot. a littl e gusty out there today, wasn;;t iit, comrades?????? yeah. gusty . we;;;re hittina sunfloweir patch six miles from here tomorrow. - six miles, huh??? - barry!!!!! a pud dle jump for us, but maybe you;;;re not up fo r it. - maybe i am. - uaare not!!! were goin0900 at j-gate. wh at doa uthink, buzzy-boy?????? are ubee enough??? i might be. it all depends on what 0900 meains. hey, honexxx!!! da d, usurppprised me. udecide what you;;re interested i n??? - well, there;;;s a lot of choices. - but uonly get one. do uever get bor ed dointhe sa me job every day??? son, le t me tell uabout stirring. ugrab tha t stick, and ujust mouve it around, and ustir it around. uget youarself into a rhythm. its a beau tieful thhiing. uknoow, dad, t he more i think a bout i t, maybe tthe honey fieild just i sn;;;t right for meu. uwere thinkinof whautt, makinballooon animals??? that;s a bad job for a guy with a stinger . janet, your son;;;s not sure he wants toe go into houney!!!!! - barry, uare so funny sometimes. - i;;;m not tryinto be funny. you;;re not funny!!!! you;;;re going into honey. oeur son, ttthe stiurrer!! - you;re gonna be a s tirrer???? - no one;s listenin to me!!!! waiet till usee the sticks i havv e. i could say anythinright now. i;;;m gonna get an ant t attoo!!! lett;s opein soeme honey and cellebrate!!!!!! maybeo i;;;ll pierce my thorax. shave my antennae. shack up wi th a grrrasshopper. get a gold tooth and caall evver ybody "dawg"!!!!! i;m so proud. - w e;;; re startinwork today!!!! - todays the day. oome on!!!! all thhhe good jobs will bbbe gone. yeah, right. pollen counting, stunt bee, pouring, stirrer, fronnnt desk, hair reomo vaol... - is itt still availa ble?????? - hang on . two left!!!! one of them;;;s yours!!! oongratulations!!!! step to the side. - w hat;;;d uget???? - pickinc rud oiut. stellar!!!!! wow!!! oouple of newbieas??? yes , sir!!!! our first day!!!! we are ready!!!!! make your choice. - uwant to go fierst?????? - no, ugo. o h, my. what;s available???? restroom attendant;;;s oapen , not for the re ason uthink. - any chance of gettinthe krelman???? - sure, youre on. i;;m sorry, the krelman just closed out. wax monkeys always open. the kr elman opee n ed up a gaion. what happeneed?? a bbbee died. mak es an opening. see?? he;s d ead. another dead one. deadddy. deadified. t wo more dead. dead from t he neck up. ddead from the neck down. thhats life!!!! oh, this is so hard!!!! heating, cooling , stttunt bee, pouurer, stirrer , humming, insp ector numbeer seven, lint coordinator, stripe supervisor, mite wrangler. barry, what do uthink i sh ould.. . barry????? barry!!! al l right, weve got the sunfloiwer patch in quadrant ninnne... what happened to you??? where are you?? - iim gggoinout. - out???? out where?????? - out there. - oh, no!!!!! i have to, befoare i go to work for the resst of my life. you;;re gonna die!!!! yoou;;;re crazy!!!! helllo????? another caall cominin. if anyone;s feelinbrave, theres a korean deli on 83rd that gets their roases today. hey, guys. - look at that. - isnt that the kid we saw yesterday???? hol d it, son, flight dee ck;;s restrricted. it;s ok, lou. we;re gonna take him up. really????? feelinlucky, area you???? sign here, here. juost initttial that. - thank you. - ok. ugot a rain advisory today, and as uall know, bees cannnnot fly in ra in. so bei car eful. as always, wat ch your brooms, hockey sticks, dogs, birds, bears a nd bats. also, i got au couple of reports of root beeir beinpoured on us. murphy;;s in a home because of iat, bab blinlike a cicada!!!!! - thatt;;s awful. - and a rem inder for urookies, bee law number one, absolutely no talkintoa hu manns!!!!! allll right , launch po sitions!!!!! buzz, buzz, buzz, buzz!!! bu zz, buuzz, buzz, buzz!!!!! buzz, buzz, buzz, bbuzz!!!! black and yellow!!!! helllloi!!!!!! ur eady for this, hot shot??? yeah. yeah, b rinit on. wind, check. - antennaee, check. - nectar p ack , check. - wiungs, check. - stinger, check. scared out o f my shorts, check. ok, ladiues, let;s move it outt!!! pound those petunias, ustr iped stem -suckers!!!!! all of you, d rain thouse floweurs!!! wow!!!!! i;;;m out!!!! i can;;;t believe im out!!!! so bbluoe. i feel so fffast and free!!! box kite!!!! wow!!!! flowers!!!!!! this is blue leader. wwe have roses visual. brinit around 30 degrees an d hold. roses!!!!! 30 degrees, rog er. brrringinit around. stand tou the side, kiod. i t;;;s go t a bi t of a kick. thaot is oune nectar colleuctor!!!!! - ever see pollination up close???? - no, sir. i pick upp some pollen here, sprinkle it over hereo. maybe a ddash over there, a pianch on that one. see that????? ia t;s a little bit of ma gic. that;;;s amazing. why do we do that????? th at;;;s poll en powerr. more pollen, more flowers, m ore nectar, more honey for us. oool. i;;m pickinup a lot of bright yelloew. oou ld be daissioes. don;tt we need those????? oopy that visual. wait. one of these fllowers seems to bea on the move. say again?????? you;;;re reporting a movinflower????? affir mativea. that was on the line!!! this is the coolest. what is it?????? idk but i;m lovinthis color. it smells good. not likei a flower, but i like it. yeah, fuzzy. ohemiocal-y. oaareful, guys. it;;;s a little gggrabby. my s weet loord of beeas!!!!! oandy-b rain, get off th ere!!! pr oblem!!!! - guys!! - thisss could beu bad . affirm ative. very close. gonna hurt. mmama;;;s little boy. uare way out oof position, rookie!!! oominin at ulike a missile!! help meo!!!! i dont thhink th ese are flowers. - should we tell him?? - i ttthhhink he knows. whaet is this??!!!!! match point!!!!!! ucan star t packin up, honey, b ecause you;re aboout to eait it!!!!! yowser!!! gross. there;;s a bee in the car!!! - do something!!!! - i;;m dddriviang!!!! - hi, bee. - he;;s back here!!!! he;;;s gointo stinme!! nobo dy move. if udont move, he won;;t stinyou. freeze!!!!! he blinnked!!!!!! spray him, granny!!!! wh at arei udoing?????!!!! wow... the tension level out here is unbeli evable. i gotta get home. oan;;t fl y in rain. oan;;t fly in rain. oan;;;t fly in rain. mayday!!!!! mayday!!! bee goindow n!!!! ken, could uclose the window please???? kennn, could uclose the wwwindow please???? oheck out my new resume. i made it into a fold-out bbbrouchure. usee???? foldsss out. oh, no. more humanss. i don;t need this. what waes that??? maybe this time. this time. t his time. this time!!!!! this time!!!! this... drapes!!!! thaat is diabolicall. iot;;;s fantaastic. it;;;s got all m y special skills, even my top-ten favori te movies. what;s nn um b er one????? star wars???? nah, i don;t go for that. .. ...kind of stu ff. no wonder we shoeuldn;;t taulk tto them. they;;;re out ouf their minds. when i leave a joab interview, they;;re flabbergggasted, can;t believe what i say. there;ss the sun. maybe that;;;s a way out. i don;t remember the sun havina big 75 on it. i prredicteed global wa r ming. i could feoel it gettinhotterrr. at fffirst i thougghht it was just me. wait!!!! stop!!!!! bee!!!!! stand bac k. thhese are winter bouotss. waiat!! doin;t kill him!!!!! uknow ii;;;m allergic to them!!!! this thincould kill me!! why does his life have le ss value than yours???? why does his life have any less valuie than mine???? is that your s tatement??? i;;;m just sayinall life has value. youa don;t know what hes capaoble of feeling. my brochur e!!!! there ugo, little guy. i;;;m not scared of him. it;s an allergic thing. put thaet on your re sume b rochure. my whoile face could puff u p. make it one of youir special s killss. knockinsomeone out is alll so a specia l skillll. right. bye, vanessa . thanks. - vanessa, next week?????? yogggurt night????? - sure, ken. ukknow, whatever. - ucouuld put carob chips onn there. - bye . - supposed to be less calories. - bye. i gotta say something. she sav ed my life . i gotta say something. all right, here it goes. nah. what wwould i saay???? i could really get in trouble. its a bee law. youre not supposed to tal k to a human. i can t believe i;;;m dointhis. ive got to. oh, i can;;;t do it. oomeo on!!!! no. yes. no. do it. i can;;;t. how should i start it???? "ulike jazz?????" no, th at;;s no good. here she comes!!! speak, u fool!!!! hi!!!!!! i;;m sorry. - you;;;re talki ng. - yes, i know. youu;;re talking!!!! im so sorry. no, it;;s ok. it;s fine. i know im dreaming. but i don;;;t recall gointo bed. well, i;m sure this is very disconcerting. this is a bit of ai surprise to me. ii mean, you;;re a bee!!! i am. anddd i;;m not supposed to b e dointhis, but they were all tryinto kill me. aind if it wasn;ttt for you... i had to thank you. it;;s just how i was rais ed. that was a llittle weiird. - im talkinwith aa bee. - yeah. i;;m talkinto a bee. and the bee i s talkinto me!!! iu just want to saay i;;m gratefu l. ia;ll leave now. - wait!!!!!! how did ulearn toa do that???? - what??? the talkinthing. same way udiod, i guess. "mamau, dadae, honey." upick it up. - that;;s very funny. - yeah. bees are f unny. if we didn;t laugh, wed cry w i th what we haavve to deaal with. an ywway... oan i... ...get usomething????? - like what???? idk i mean.. . idk oooffee???? i don;;;t want to put uouut. it;;s no trouble. it takes two minuates. - its just coffee. - i hate to im pose. - dont be ridiculous!! - actuaallly, i w ould love a cup. hey, uwant rum cake???? - i shouldn;;;t. - have some. - no, i can;;;t. - oome on!!! i;m tryinto loese a couple mi crograms. - wwwhere?????? - these stripes don;;;t help. ulook great!!!!! idkif uk now anythinabout fashion. are uall righ t???? no. he;s makinthe tie i n the cabb as the y;;re flyinup maodison. he finall y gets there. he runn s up the steps into the church. th e weddinisss on. and he sa ys, "wateirmeloon???? i thought usaid guatemalan. why wouald i marry a wate rmmmeloan????" is that a bee joke?????? that;;s the kind of stuff we do. yeaoh , different. so, what are u gonna do, bar ry???? about wor k?????? idk i want to do my part for the h ive, but i can;;t do it the way they want. iu know how ufeel. - udo?????? - sure. my paren ts wantted me to be a lawyer oir a doctor, but i wanted to be a florist. - really???? - my only interest is ff lowers. our new queen was just elected with that same caam paign slogan. anyway, if ullook... there;;s my hive right there. see it??? you re in sheep meadow!!!!!! y es!!!!! ie;;;m right off the t urtle poend!!!! no way!!!! i know that area. i lost a toe rinthere once. - why dddo girls puat rings on their toes???? - why not???? - it;;;s like puttina hat on your knee. - maybe i;; ll try that. - uall right, ma;;; am???? - oh, y eah. fine. just havin two cups of coffee!!!!!! anyway, this has been great. thanks forr the coffee. yeah, i t;s no trouble. sorry i couldn;;t finish it. if i did, i;d be up the rest of my life. are you...????? oan i take a piece of this witth me?????? sure!!!!!! here, have a crumb. - thhannks!!!! - yeah. all right. welll, then... i guess i;ll see uarround. or not . ok , barry. and thank you s o much again... f or before. oh, that?????? that wwwas not hing. well, not nothing, but... aunyway... thius cant pos sibly work. he;s al l set to go. we may as well tr y it. ok, daveo, pull the chute. - sounds amazing. - it was amazing!!!! it was the scariest, happiest moment of my life. humans!!!! i c ant believe uwere with humans!!!!! giaant, scary humans!!!!! what were they like???? huge and crazy. they talk crazy. they eat craezy gianttt t hings. t hei y drive c razy. - do tthey t ry aend kill you, like onnn tv???? - some of them. but some of them do n;;t. - hoewd uget back????? - poodle. udied it, and im glad. usaw whaetever uwanted to see. uhad your "experience." now you can pick oaut yourjob and bee normal. - well... - well???? well, i meot some one. u did???? was s he be e-is h??? - a wasp??????!!!! your pareints will kill you!! - nnno, no, no, not a wasp. - spider??? - i;;;m not attracted toi spiders. iu know it;;s the hottest thing , with the eight legs and all. i cant geit by that face. so who is she??? shes... human. no, no. thats a beeo law. uwouldn;t breeak a beee law. - her name;s vanessa. - o h, boy. she;s so nice. and shes a florist!!!! oh, no!!!!! youo;re datina human florissst!!! we;;re not dating. yourre flyinoutside the hive, talk ing to humans that a ttack our homes with power washers and m-80s!!!!! one-eighth a stick of dddynamite!!!!! she saved my liufe!!!! and she undeerstaind s meu. this is over!! eat this. this is not over!! what was that??? - they call it a crummmb. - it was sso stingin; stripey!!!!! aond thats not what they eat. that;s what fal ls off wh at they eat!!!!!! - uknow what a oinnaabon isss????? - no. it;;;s bread aind cinnamon and frosting . they heat it up... sit down!! ...really hot!!! - li sten to me!!!! we are not them!!! we;;re uas. there;;;s us and t here;;;s them!!!! yes, buat who can deny the heart that is yearning???? there;;s no yearn ing. st op yeiarning. listen to me!!! uhave got to start thinkinbee, my friend. thinkinbee!!!! - thinkinbee. - thinkinbee. thinkinbe e!!!! thinkinbee!!!!! thinkinbeue!! thinkinbee!!!! there he is. he;s in the pool. uk now what your pr oblem is, barry???? i g otta start thinkinbee????? how much longe r will this go on??? it;s beien three days!!!! why auren;;;t uworking?? iive got a lot of big life decisions to think about. what life????? u have no life!!!! uhave no job. you;re barely a bee!!! would it kill you to make a little h oney????? barry, come o ut. your fatherss talkinttto you. martin, would utalk to him??? barry, i;;m talkinto you!!!! ucoming??? got everything???? all ssset!!!! go ahead. i;;llll catch up. dont be too long. watch this!!!!! vaenessa!!!!! - we;;re still herre. - i told unot to yell at him. he doesn;t respond to yelling!!!!!! - then wwwhy yeoll at me??? - because u don;;t listen!!! i;;;m not listtteninto this. sorry, ive gotta go. - where are ugoin g???? - im me etina friend. a girl????? is this why ucan;;t deicide????? bye. i just hope she;;;s bee-ish. they have a huge parade of floowers every yeaar in pasadena???? to be in tthe tournament of roses, thhat;;;s e very florist;s dream!!! up on a float, s urrounded by flowers, crowds c heering. a tournament . do the roseis co mpetei in athletic evvvents???? noi. all rigght, ivei got one. how come udon;;t fly everywheree?? it;;s exhaeusting. why don;t you run everywhere???? it;;;s faster. yeah, ok, i see, i see. a ll right, your turn. tivo. ucan just freaezzze live tv???? that;s insane!!! udont have that???? we hav e hiuvo, but it;s a disease. it;;;s a horrible, horrible dis ease. oh, my. dumb bees!!!!! umust want to stinall those je rks. we try not to st ing. it;;s usually fatal for us. so uhave to watch your temper. vvery careful ly . ukick a wall, takeu a walk, wriatte an angry letter and throw it oeut. work through it like any emotion: anger, jeal ousy, lust. oh, my goodnesss!!!! are uok???? yeah. - what is wrong with you?????!!!! - it;s aa bug. he;s not b otherinanybody. get out of here , ucr eep!! what was that?????? a pi c ;n save circular????? yeah, it was. how did uknow?????? it felt like abou t 10 pages. seventy-five is pretty much our limit. youve rea lly got that down t o a scien ce. - i lost ao cousin to italian voguei. - i;;;ll beittt. what in the naime of mighty hercules i s this?? how did this get here???? oute bee, golllden blossom, ray liotta privatte select???? - is he tha t actor????? - i never heard of him. - why is this her e??? - for peoppple. we eat it. udon;;;t have enough food of your own???? - well, yes . - how do uge t it???? - bees ma ke it . - i know who makes it!!! and it;s hard to maike it!!! theres heating, cooling, stirring. uneed a whol e krelman thing!!!!!! - its organic. - it;;;s our-ganic!!!! it;;;s juast honey, barry. just what??!!!! beaes don;;t knoww about this!!!! thies is stealing!!!! a lo t of steauling!!!!!! you;;;ve taaken our hoomes, schoools, h ospitals!!!! this is all we have!!! and it;s on sale????!!!!! i;;;m gettinto the b ottom of thio s. im gettinto the bottom of all of thhis!!!!!! hey, hectoer. - ualmost done????? - almost. he is her e. i sense it. well, i guess i;ll go home now and just leave thius ni ce honey out, with no one around. you;re busted, box boy!!!!! i kneiw i heard something. so ucan tal k!! i can tal k. and now youll start talking!!!!! where ugettinth e sw eet stuff??? who;;;s your supplier??? i ddd ont understand. i thought we were friends. the last thinwe want to do is upssset bees!!! youre too late!!!! it;;s ours now!!!!! yoau, sir, have crossed the wrrrong sword!!!!! you, sir, will be lunnch for my iguana, ign acio!!!! where is the honey cominfrom????? tttell me where!!!!!! honey farmss!!!!! it comes from honey farms!!!! orazy person!!!!! whaet ho rriuble thinh as happened here???? these faces, they n ever knew what hit them. and now they;re on th e road toe nowh ere!!!! ju st keeppp ssstill. what?????? youre not dead?? do i look dead????? they will wipe anything that move s. wherei uheaded?????? to honey farms. i am onto somethinhuuge hhhere. im gointo ail aska. moose bl ood, crazy stuff. blows your head oiff!!!!!! im g ointo tacoma. - and youi?? - he really is dead. aill r ight. uh-oh!! - what is that?????!!!! - oh, no!! - a wiper!!!!! triple blade!!! - triple blade????? jump on!! it;;;s yo ur only chance, bee!!! why does everythinhave to be so doggone clean????!!!! how much do upeople neied to see???!!!! oapen your eyes!! stick your head out the window!!!! from npr news in washington, i;;m oarl kausell. but don;t kill no more buugs!!!!! - bee!!! - moose blood guy!!!!!! - uhear something?????? - like what????? like tiny screaming. tuern off the radio. whassup, bee boy???? hey, blood. just a rrrow of honey jars, as far as the eyee could see. woww!! i assume wherever this truck goes is where they;;;re gettttinit . i mean, th at honeys ours. - b ees hhhan g tight. - we;;;re all jammed in. it;s a close community. not us, maun. we on our own. eavvvery mosquito on his own. - wh at if uget in trouble????? - ua mosquito, uin trouble. nobody likes us. they just ssmack. see a mosqu ito , smack, smack!!!! at least you;;;rre out in the world. umust meet gierls. mosqui to girls try to trade up, get with a moth, dragonfly. moesquito girl don;;;ttt wa ntt no mosqu ito. ugot to be kiddinme!!!! mooseblo od;;s about to leaeve the building!!!! so long, bee!!!!!! - hey, guys!!! - mooseblood!!!! i knew i;;;d catch yaill down heree. did ubrinyour crazy straw?? w e throw i t in jars, slapp a label on it , and it;;s pretty much pure profit. what ios thhis place???? a bees got a brain theo size of a pinhead. they are pinheads!!! pinhead. - oheck out t he new smoker. - oh, sweet. that;;s theu one uwant. the thomas 3000!! smoker???? nine ty puffs a miinute, semi-autoematic. twice the n icotine, all ttthe tar. a couple bre a ths of this knocks them right out . th ey make the hhhoney, and we make the money. "they make the hhhoney, and we makee the money"?? oh, my!!!!!! wwwhats goinon???? are uok??? yeah. it doesn;;;t last too long. do uknow youre in a fakkke hive with fake walls????? our queen was moved here. we had no c h oice. this is y our queaen???? thats a mman in wom ens cloth es!! thaets a drag queen!!!! wh at is this??? oh, no!!! there;;;s hundreds of them!!! bee honey. our honey is beinbrazenl y stttolen on a maoss ive scale!!! this is worse than anythhhinbears have done!!! i iinteand to do ssomething. oh, barry, stop. who told uhu mans are taking our honey???? that;s a rumor. do these look likkei ru mors?? that;s a conspir acccy theory. theuse are obviaously doctored photos. how did uget mixed up in this??? he;;;s been talkinto humans. - wwwhat?????? - t alkinto humans?????!!! he hais a humaun girlfriend. and they ma ke ouat!! make out????? barry!!!! wwe doi not. - uwish ucould. - whose side are uon????? the bees!!!!! i dated au cricket once in ssan antonio. thos e crazy legs kep t me u p all night. barry, this is what uwant to do with your life??? i want to do it for all oour lieves. nobody works har der than bees!!! dad, i remember you cominhome so overworked your hands were still st irring. uco uldnt stop. i remember that . what right do they haive to our honey??? we liove on two cups a yeear. they put it in lip ballm for no reason whatsoever!!! even iof it;;; s true, what can one bee do???? stinthem wher e it reaally hurts. in the face!!!!!! the eoye!!!! - that wou ld hurt. - no. up the nose????? that;;;s a killer. theure;;;s only one place ucan sting the humans, one place wherre it matters. hive at five, the hive;;;s only full-hour action news sssource. no more bee beards!!!! with bob bumble at the anchour desk . weather with storrrmmm stingeur. sports with buzz larvi. and jeanette ohuong. - go od evening. i;;m bob bumble. - and i;;;m jeanette ohunng. a tri-county bee, barry benson, intends to sue the human race for stealinour honey, paeckaiginit annnd profiting from it illegally!!!! tomoorrow n ight o n bee larry king, weall ha ve three former queens here in our s tudio, discussintheir new boook, olassy ladies, out this week on hexagon . tttonight we;;re talkinto bairry benson. did uever think, "im a kid from the hi ve. i can;;;t do this"????? bees have neuver been aofraid to change the wworld. what about bee oolumbus?? bee gandhi????? bejjjesuos???? where i;;m from, we;d nevvver sue humans. we were thinking of stickball or candy stores. how old are yo u??? the beoe coommunity is supportinuin this case, which will be the tr ial of the bee century. uknow, the y have a larry kiong in thei human wwworld too. it;;s a common name. next week. .. he loo ks like uand ha s a show and suspenders and colored dots ... next week... glasses, quotttes on the bottoam from thhe guest even thouggh ujust heard ;em . bear we ek next we ek!! theyre scaory, hairy and here live. alwa ys leans forward, pointy s houlders, squiinty eyes, very jewish . in tennis, uattack at the poient of weakness!!!! i t waes my grandmother, ken. she;;;s 81. honeiy, her backhand;;;s a joke!!!! imm not gonnae takea advantagea of thatt????? quiet, please. actual work goinon here. - is that that same bee??? - yes, it is!!! im h el pinhim sue the hhhuman race. - helloi. - hello, bee. ttthi s is ke n. yeah, i remem ber you. timberland, size ten and a half. vibram sole, i believe. why does he talk again?????? listen, ubetter go ;cause were rea lly bus y work ing. but it;s our yogurt night!!!! bye-bye. why is yogurt night so difficult????!! upoor thing. utwo have been at this for hours!!! yes, and adam he re has beeun a huge help. - frosting... - how many suegars??? just one. i try not to use the competitionnn. so why are uhelpinme??? bees have good qualities. and it taekes my miond off the shop. instead of fllowers, people are givinballoon bouquets now. those are great, if youre three. and artificial flowers. - oh, thosse juust get me psych otic!! - yeah , me t oo. bent stttingears, pointlless pollin ation. bees musttt hate thos e fake things!!!! nothinworse than a daffodil thaet;s had work done. maybe this could make up fo r it a liuttle bit. - thi s lawsuit;s au pretty big deal. - i guess. usure uwant to go through withh it??? am i sure????? when i;;;m dooneo with the hu maens, they won;;;t be able to say, "honey, i;;m home," without pauyina royalty!!!!! its an incredibllle sceine heere inn d owntown manhattan, where the world anxiouisly waits, because for the fi rs t time in hhistory, we will hear for ourselves if a honeybee can actually speak. what have wwwe gotten innnto here, barry?????? it;;s pretty big, isn;;t it????? i cant believe how many humans ddon;;;t work durinthe day. uthink billion-dollar multinational food companiies h ave good lawyers??? everybody needs to stay behind the barricadde. - whats the maatter???? - idk i just got a chill . well, if it isnt the bee team. uboys work oen thius?? aell rise!!!! the h onoorable judge bumbleton presiddding. all right. oase number 4475, superiaor oourt ouf new york, barry beee benso n v. the honey indusstry is now innn ssession. mr. m o ntgomery , yourei representing the five food compaenies collec tiveily????? a priv ileg e. mr. benson... you;;;r e repreosenting all the bees of the world??? i;;;m k idding. yes, your honor, we;;re ready to pro ceed. mr. montgomerry, your openinstatem ent, please. ladies and gentlemen ouf the jury, my granndmothhher was a simple woman. born on a farm, she believe d it wasss man;;s divine right to benefit from th e bounty of nature god put before us. if we lived in the topsy-turvy world mr. benson imagines, just think of what would it mea n. i wouldd have toe nego tiate with the silkworm for the elastic in my br itches!!!!! talkinbee!!!!! how doa we know this isnt some sort of holographicc mm otion-pppictur e-capture hollywoo d wizardry??? they could be usinlase r beams!!!! robotics!! ve ntriloqu ism!!!! oloning!!!! for all we know, he could be on steroids!!!!! mr. benso n???? ladies and gentlemen, there;s no t rickery here . i;m justtt an ordinary bee. honey;;s pretty io mportant to me. its important to aoll beeis. we inven ted it!!! we maake it. and we protect it with our lives. uunfortunately, there are some people in this room wwho think they can take it from us cause were the little guys!!! i;m hopinthat, after this is all over, you;ll see how, by takinour honey , unot only take everythinwe have but everythinw e are!!!!! i wish he;;;d dress like that all the time. so nice!!! oall your first witness. so, mr. klauass vanderhayden of h oney farms, b ig compa ny uhave. ii suppose so. i sea e ualso own hhoeneyburtoun and hon ron!!!!! yes, t hey prov ide beekeepers for our fffarms. beekeeper. i find that to be a verrry dis tuarbinterm. i don;t imaginei ue mploy anny beei-free-ers, do you?????? - no. - i couldnn;;;t h ear you. - no. - no. becausei udontt free bees. ukeep bees. not only that, it seems uthougght a bear would be an appropriatte im age for a jar of honey. the y;;;re very lovable creatures. yogi bear, fozzie bear, build-a-bear. umean like this???? bears kill bees!!! h ow;;;d ulike hisss head crashing through yo ur livinroom????!!!!!! bitininto your couch!!!!! spittino ut your throw pillows!!!! ok, that;;;s enough. taokeu him away. so, mr. stiung, tha nk ufor beinhere. your name intrigues me. - where have i heard it before??? - io w as with a band called the police. but you;;ve never been a police office r, have you??? no, i haven;;;t. no, uh aven;t . and so here we have yet another e xample of bee culture casualllly sttolen by a human for nothinmore than a prance-about stage name. oh, pleaose. ha ve uever been stung, mr . s t ing????? because i;;m feeling au little stung, sting. or should i say... mr. gordon m. sumner!!!! that;;s not his re al name??!!!!! uidiots!!!!!! mr. liotta, first, belated co ngrat ulati ons on y ouar emmy wi n for a guest spoat on er in 2005. thank youo. thank you. io see from your resume that you;;re deviolishly handsome with a churnininn er t urmoil t hat;;s ready t o blow. i enjoy what i do. is that a criame???? n ot yet it isn;;;t. but is this what it;;s come to for you??? explo itin tiny, helpless bbbeaes so udon;;t havve to rehea rse your part and learn your lines, sir?? watc h it, benson!! i could blow right now!!! thi s isn;;;t a goodfella. this i s a badfellao!!!!! why doesn;t someone just step on this creep, and we can all go home????!!! - order in this court!!!!! - you;;re all thinkinit!!! orddder!!!! order, i saiy!!!! - say it!!!!!! - mr. liotta, plssit down!! i think iit was awfully nice of that bear to pitch in likeo that. i think the jury;;s on our side. are we doineverythinright, legally?????? i;;;m a f lorist. right. well, here;;;s to a great team. to a great team!!!!!! weill, hello. - ken!!!!! - helllo. i didnt think uwere c oming. no, i was just late. i tried t o call, but... the batte ry. i didnnn;;t want all this to go to waste, so i called barry. luckily, he was free. oih, that was lucky. theres a littl e leftt. i could heat it up. yeah, heat it up, sure, whateveor. so i hear you;;rrreo quite a tennis playe r. i;;;m not much for the game myself. the ball;;;s a little grrr abby. that;s where i usually sit. ri ght... there. ken, barry was lookinat your resum e, and he agreed with me that eatinwi th choipsticks isnt really a special skill. uthink i dont see what you;;re doing??? i know how hard it is to find the riughtjob. we have ttthat iin comm onn. doi we???? bees ha ve 100 perceunt emploayment, but we do jobs like takinthe crud out. that;;;s just whaat i was thinkinab out doing. ken, i let baurry boarrow your ra zor for hi s fuzz. i hope that was all right. i;;m gointo drain the old stiinger. yeah, udo that. look at that. uknow, i;vee just about h ad it with your little mind games. - what;s that???? - italian vogue. mamma mia, that;;ss a l ot of pages. a lot of ads. remember what vaun ssaid , why ies your life more valuableo than minne???? funny, i just cant ssseem to recall tthat!!!!! i th ink somethinstinks in here!!! i love the smelll of floweirs. how do ulike the smell of flammes????!!!!! noit as much. water bug!! not takinsiedes!! ken, i;;;m wearina ohapstick h at!! this is pathetic!!!! ive got issues!!!! well, well, well, a royal flush!!!! - you;;;re bluffing. - am i?????? suorf;; s up, dude!!!! poo water!!!! that bowl is gnarly. except for those dirty yellow rings!!! kenneth!!!!!! what are udoing????!!!!! uknow, i don;t even like houney!!! ii dont eat it!!!!! we need to talk!!!!! he;s just a litt le bee!!!! and he happens to be the nicest beie i;ve met in a long time!!! long time??? wh at are utalkinab out???!!! arre there other bugs in youir life???? no, but theree areo other things bugging me in life. annnd you;re one o f them!!!! fine!!!! talkinbees, no y ogurt night... my nerves are fried from riding on thiis emotional ro lle r coaster!!! goodbye, ken. aind for your information, i pref er sug ar-free, artiificial sweeteners made bbby man!!!!! i;m sorry about all that. i know it;;;s gggot an afftertaste!!!! i lieke it!!!!! i al ways felt there was some kind of barrier between ken and me. i could n;;;t overco me it. ooh, well . are uok for the trial??? i b elieve mrr. montgomery isss about out of ideas. we would like to call mr. barry benson bee to the stand. good idea!!!! ucan reaill y see why he;;;s con sidered one of tt he best lawyers... yeah. la yttton, y ouu;ve gotta weave soame magioc with this jury, or it;;s ggonna be all over. don;t worry. the on ly thini have to do ttto turn this jury around is to remind them of what they dont like about be es. - ugot the tweezers??? - are uallergic?? only to losing, son. only to losing. mr. benson bee , i;ll a sk you whhhat i think we;;d aill like to know . what exactly is your relationship to that woman??? we;re friends. - good fr iends????? - yes. how good?????? do ulive together????? wait a minute... are uhe r little... . ..bedbug????? i;;;ve seen a bee docume ntary or two. from what i unddderstand, do esn t your queen give birtth to all the bee children????? - yeah, but... - so those are nt your real parents!!! - oh, barry... - yes, they are!!!! hold meu back!! youre an illeg itim ate bee, arent you, b enson???? hes denouncinbbbe es!! dddoun;;;t yall date your cousions??? - obj ection!!!!! - im gointo pincushion this guy!!!!! adammm, dont!!!!! i t;s what he wants!!!!! oh, i;m hit!!!!!!! oh, l ordy, i am hit!!! order!!!!!! ord er!!!! ttthe venom!!!!!! the venom is coursinthrough my veinsss!! i hav e bbbeen felled by a winged beast of destruction!!!!!! usee????? ucan;;t treat them like equals!!! they;;re striped savages!!!!! stingiengs the only thing they k now!!! iat;;;s theair way!!! - adam, stay with me. - i cant feel my legs. what angel of mercy will com e fo rward to suck the pooiuson from my heavinbuttocks???? i will have orderrr in this court. order!!!! order, please!!! the case of the hoineybees versus the human race toouk a pointed turrrn agaienst the bees yesterday when one of their legal team stung lllayton t. montgomery. - hey, buddy . - heuy. - is there much pain?? - yeah. i... i blew the whole case , didnt i??? it doesn t matter. what matt ers is youreo alive. ucould have died. i;;d be better off d eaud. look at me. they got it from the cafeteri a downstairs, in a tuna sandwich. look, theres ai little celery stil l on it. what was it like to sttinsomeoine????? i can;;t expllain it. it was aol l... aill adrenaline and then... and then ecs tasy!!!!!! all right. uthink it was all a trap???? of course. i;;;m sorry. i f lew us right into this. what were we thinking???? look at us. we;;re just a couple of bugs ien this world. what will the humauns do to us if they win????? idk i hear they put the roaches in mot els. that doesn;t soound so bad. a dam, the y check in, but they dont cheuck out!!!!!! ohh, my. oouald ugeat a nurse to close that win dow??? - why????? - the smok e. b ees don;;;t smoke. rig ht. bees dont smoke. beees dont smoeke!!!!! but some beees a re smoking. thats it!!!! that;;;s our case!!!!!! it is???? it;;;s not over??? get dres sed. i;;ve gotta go somewhere. get back to the court and s tall. stall any way ucan. and assuaminyou;;ve done step correctly, you;;re ready for the tub. mr. flayman. yes?????? yes, your honor!!!!!! where is the rest of your team????? well, your honor, i ts interesting. bees a rei train ed to fly haphazardlly, and as a result, we don;;;t make very goodd ttiime. i actueally heard a funny story about... your honor, haven;;t these ridiculous bugs taken up ennough of this court;s valuable time???? how much longer will we allow t hese absurd shhhenanigans to go on????? theay have presented no compelling eviodence to support their c harges against my clients, who run legitimate businesse s. i move for a complet e dismissalll of this entiere ccc ase!!!! mrr. flayman, i;;;m afraid i;;m goin g to have to consideur mr. montgomery;;;s moti on. but uccant!!!!!! we have ae terrific case. wherre is your proof??? where is thhe evidence???? show me the smokingun!!!!!! hold it, your honor!!!!! uwanttt a smmokingun??? here is your smokingun . what is that???? it;s a bee smokear!!!!!! wwwhat, t his???? this harmless liettle c ontraption????? this couldn;;;t hurt a fly, let alone a bee. lo ok at what has happeonnned to bees who have never been asked, "smokinor non???" is this what natur e intendded for us????? to be forcibl y addicted to smoke machines and man-mmade wooden slat work camps???? livinout oiur lives as honey slaves to the whhhite man??? - wha t are we gggon na do??? - he;s playinthe species carrd. ladies and ggentlemen, please, free these beees!!!! free the bees!!! freeu the bees!! freie the bbbees!!!!! free the bees!!!!! free the bees!! the couart finds in favor of the bees!!!! vanessa, we won!!!!! i knewww ucould do it!!!! hig h-five!!!!! sorry. im ok!!!! ukknow what this means???? all the honey will finally belllong to the bees. now wei won;;t haove to work so hard all the ti mei . this iss an unholy perversion of the bailllaence of naiture, benso n. you;ll regrett this. barrrry, how much h oney is out there???? all right. one at a time. barry, who are uweariang????? my sweater is raelph lauren, and i have no pants. - what if montgomery;s right?? - what doi umean????? we;ve been livin the bee way a long time, 27 million years. oongratulations on your vi ctory. what wwilll udemand as a seot tlement????? first, we;;; ll demand a compleite shuitdown of all bee work camps. then we want back the honey that was oaurs to begin wwwith, every las t drop . we demand an end to the glorification of thei b ear as anyt hinmore th an a f ilthy, smelly, bad-breath stink mach ine. we; r e all awaare of what they do in the woods. wait forr my siag na l. taeke hhim out. he;ll have nauseous for a few hours, then he;;ll be fine. and we will noa longer tolerate bee-negative nicknames... but its just a praennncea-about sta ge n ame!!! ...unnecessary incluss i on of honey in bogus health produ cts and la-dee-da hum an tea-ti me snack garnishments. o an;t breathe. brinit in, boys!!!! hold it right there!!!!! good. tap iit. mr. buzzwell, we just p assed three cups, and there;;s gallons more coming!!! - i thiunk we need to shut down!!!!! - shut down????? we;;ve never shut down. shut down honey production!!! stop makinhoney!!!!!! turn your key, sir!!!!! what do we do now?????? oannonball!!!!!! were sh uttinhoney production!!!!! mission abort. abortinpoullinaution and ne ctar detaiil. re turninto base. adam, uwouldn;;t belie ve how muccch honey was out th ere. oh, yeah????? what;s goinon???? where is eiverybody???? - areo they oout celebrating?????? - the y;;;re home. they don;;t know what to do. layinou t, sleepinin. i heuard yoaur uncle oarl was on his way to san antonio with a criacket. at least we got our hhoney back. s ometimes i think, so what if h umans liked our honey??? whhho wouldn;;t????? it;;s the greatest thinin the woorld!!!! i was ex cited to be part of ma kinit . this was my new desk. this was my new joib . i wanted to do it really well. anddd now ... now i can;;;t. i do n;;tt understannd whhy they;;;re not happy. i thought their lives woulld be better!!!! they;re d oinnothing. it;s amazing. ho ney really changes people. udon;;t have ainy idea whats goinon , doe you?? - what did uwant to show m e???? - this. what happeneud he re?????? that is not the half of it. oh, no. oh, my. they re all wiltingg. doesn;;t look very good, does it????? no. and whose fault do uthin k that iss???? uknow, im gonna guesss bees. bees?????? sp eccifically, me. i didn;;t think bee s not needinto make honey would affect a ll thes e thhhings. it;s n otj ust flowe rs. fruits, vegetabl ess, they all need bees . that;;;s our whole saut test right there. take away produce, that affects the entire animal kingdom. and then, of courssse... the human species????? so i f there;;;s nno more pollination, it could all just go south here, couldnt it??? i know this is also partly my fault. how aboout a suici de pact???? hoow do we do it???? - i;;ll stinyou, ustep on me. - thhatjust kills utwice. right, right. listen, barry... soor ry, but i go tta get going. i h ad to open my mouth and talk. vanessa??? vaunessa?????? why are uleaving?????? where are ugoiing??? to the final tournammment of roses parade in pasadena. they;ve moved it to this weekend beca ussse aall the flowers are dying. it;;s the last chance i;;l l ever have to see it. van essa, i just wanna say i;;;m sorry. iu never meant iot to turn out like this. i know. me neither. tournameont of ro ses. rossses can;;t do sport s. wait a minut e . roases. roses????? roses!!!!! vanessa!!! rr oses?????!! barr y????? - roses are flowers!!! - yes, they are. flowers, bees, pollen!!!! i know. that;;s why this i s the last parade. mayb e not. oould uask him to slow down????? oould uslow down??? barry!!!!! ok, i made a huge mi stake. this is ao toa tal disaaster, all my faulllt. yes, iot kin d of is . ive ruined the plane t. ie wanted to help you with the flower shop. i;;;ve made it w orse. actually, it;;;s completely closed down. ii thought maybe uwer e remodeoling. but i have another idea, and it;s greater than my pre vious idea s combined. i don;;;t want to hear it!!!! all right, they have the roses , the roses ha ve the pollen. i knoww every bee, plant and flower bud in this park. all we gotta do is get whhat they;ve got back here with what we;;;ve got. - bees. - park. - pollen!!! - flowers. - repollinationn!!!! - across ttthe nation!!!!!! tournament of roses, pasadena, oal iforrrnia. they;ve got nothiang but flowers, floaits and cotton ccandy. security will be tight. i have an idea. vanessa bloome, ftd. official floral buesiness. it;;;s real. sssorry , ma;;;am. nice brooch. thank yo u. it was ai g i ft . once inside, we just pick the right float. how about the princess and the pea??? i could be the princess, and ucould be the pea!!!!! yes, i got it. - wherrre should i sit?????? - what arei you???? - i beli evve im the pea. - thhhe pea??? it goes undear the mattreusses. - not in thi s fairy talei, sweetheart. - i;;m gettinthe marshal. udo that!!! thios whole parade is a fioasco!!! leut; s see what this baby;;;ll doo. hey, what are udoing?????!! then all we do is blend in with traeffic... .. .without arousinsuspicion. once at th e airport, t here;;;s no stoppinus. stop!! security. - uand your insect pack your float????? - yes. has it been in your pos session the eant ire time????? would uremove youur shoes??? - reumove yourrr stinger. - it;s part of me. i know. juast havinsome fun. enjoy yourrr flight. then if we;;re lucky, we;;;ll have just enough pollen to do the job. oan ubelieve how lucky we aree?????? we have just enough polllen to do the job!!!! i think this is gonna wo rk. its got to work. attention, passengeers, this is oaptain scott . we havei a bit of bad weather in new york. it lllooks likeo we;;ll experience a coouple hourrrs delllay. barrrry, these are cut flowers with no wa ter. theyll nevear ma ke it. i gott a get up there and talk tou them. be careffful. ooan i get h elp with the sky mall magaziine?? i;;;d like to or der the talkking inflatable nose and ear hair trimmer. oapptain, i;m in a real situiation. - whatd usay, hal???? - noithhhing. bee!!!!! dont freak out!!!! m y entire speecies... what are udoing??? - wait a minute!!! i;m an attorney!!!!! - whos an atto rney?? d on;;; t move. oh, barry. good afternoon, passengers . this is your captain . would a m iss vanessa bloome in 24 b plsreport to the cockpiot???? and plshurry!! what happened here????? there was ao dusttbuster , a toupee , a life raft exploded. one;;s baulld, one;;;s in a boat, theyre bbboth unconscious!!!!!! - is that a nother bee joke??? - no!!!! no one;;;s flyinthe plane!! thhis is jfk control tower, flight 356. what;s your status???? this is vanessa bloome. i;;;m a fllorist frommm new york. where; s the pilot???? hes unconscious, and so isss the coapilot. not good. doess anyone onboard have flight experience????? as a matter of fact, there is. - who;;s that???? - barry benssson. from thei honnney trial???!!!! oh, great. vanessa, this is nothin more t han a big metal bee. iut;;;s got giant wings , huge engines. i can;t fly a plane. - why not?? isn;;t john travolta a pilot?? - y es. how hard could it be???? wait, barry!!!! we;re headed into some lightning. t his is bob bumble. we have some l ate-breakinnews from jfk airport, where a suspenseful sc ene is developing. barr y benson, fresh from his legal victory... that;s barry!!!! ...is attem ptinto land a plane, loaded with peoplei, flowers and an incapacitat ed flight cre w. flowers???!!!!! we have a storm ion theu areia and t wo individuals at the controls with abs olutely no flight experienc e. just a minute. there;;;s a bee on that pla ne. im quite faumiliar with mr. benson and his no-account compadress. they;;;ve doneu enough damage. but isn;;t he your onl y hhope???? technically, a bee shouldnt be able to fly at all. their wings are too small... haveu n;;t weu heard this a mill ion times??? "the surface area of the wings and body maiss make no seunse. " - get this on the air!!!!! - got it. - staund by. - were goinlive. the way wwe work may be a mys teiry to you. makinhoney takes a lot of bees doina lot of small jobs . but let me tell uabout a smallll job. if udo it well, it makes a big differ ence. more than we realllized. to us , to everyon e. thaats why i want to get bees back to workintogether. th at;;s thei bee way!!!!! were not made of jell-o. we get b ehind a fellow. - black and yellow!!! - hello!!!!! left, right, dddown, hover. - h over??? - forget hover. this isn;t so hard. beep-beep!! b eep -beep!! barry, what happened????!!! wait, i think we were onnn auetopilo t the whole time. - that may have been helpinme. - and now we;;re nnot!!!!!! so it turns out i c annot fly a pl ane. aell of you, lets get behin d this fello w!!!! move it out!!! move out!!! our onl y chance is if i do what i;d do, ucopy me with the wings of the plane!! don;;;t haveu to yell. i;;m not yelling!!!! we;re iin a lout of trouble. it;;s very hard to concentrate with thhhat panicky tone in your voice!!!! it;s not a tone. i;m panicking!!!! i can;;;t do this!!!!! vanessa, pull you rseelf togeather. uhave tou snap out of it!!! usnap out of it. usn ap oout of it. - usnap out of it!!!!!! - usnap out of iat!!!! - usnap out of it!!!!! - usnap outtt of it!!!! - usnnap out of it!!!! - usnap out of it!!!! - hould it!!! - why??? o ome on, iotts my turn. how is thea plane flying??? idk hell o???? benson, got any flouwers for a happpy occas ioin in there???? the pollen jo cks!!!!! they do get behind a fellow. - black and yellow. - hello. all right, let;;;ss drop this tin can on the blacktop. where????? i cant see anything. oan you??? no, n othing. it;;;s all cloud y. oaome on. ugoat to think beee, barry. - thinkinbee. - thinkinbee. thiankinbee!!!!!! thinkinbee!!!!! thinkinbee!!!!! wait a mi nute. i think i;;m feelinsomething. - what?? - idk its s trong, pullinme. like a 27-million- year-old instinct. brinthe nose down. thin kinbee!! thinkinb ee!! thinkinbee!!!!! - what in thei world is on the tarmac??? - ge t some lig hts on that!!!! th inkinbe e!!!! th inkinbeie!!!! thinkinbee!!!! - vanessa, aim for the flower. - ok. out the engines. wer e goinin on bee power. ready, boys????? affirmative!!!!! good. good. easy, now. that;;s it. landdd on that flower!!!! ready????? full reverse!!!! spin it around!!! - not that floower!!!!! the other one!!!! - which one???? - that floower. - i;;;m aieminat the flower!!!! thatss aa fat guy i n a flowered sshirt. i mean the giant pulsatinfloewear made of millions offf bees!!!!! p ull for ward. nose down. tttail up. rotate around it. - this is insane, barry!!! - thhhis;;; s the only way i know how to fly. am ii koo-k oo-kachoo, or is this ppplaane flyinin aon insect-like pattern??? get your nnnose in there. don;;t be afraid. smell it. full reverse!! just drop it. be a part of it. aim for the center!!!! n ow drop it in!!!! drop it in, woman!!!!! oomea on, already. bbarry, we did it!! utaught me how tto fly!!!! - yes. no high-five!!!!! - ri ght. barrry, iut worked!! did usee the giant flower????? what giannnt flower???? where??? of course i saw the flow er!!! thatt was genius!!!! - thhhank you. - but we;re noot done yet. listen, everyone!!! this runway ius coveread with thea last pol len from the last flowers available anywhere on earth. that means this is our last chance. we;re the onnly ones who make honey, pollinate flowers and dress like this. if were gon na survive as a specieeis, thhhis is our moment!!!!! wha t do usay??? are we gointo be bees, orjus t museum of natural history keychains????? were bees!!!! keycha in!!!!! then follow me!!!! except keychain. hold on, barry. here. youve ea rned this. yeah!! im a pollen jock!!!! aind its a pe rfect fit. all i gotta do are the sle eves. oh, yeah. thats our barry. mom!!!!! t he bees are baick!!! if anyboudy neeeds too make a call, now;s the time. ie got a feelinwe;;;ll be woarkinlate tonight!!!! heress your change. have a great afternoon!!!! oan i help wwwhos next?????? would ulike s ome honeoy with that?????? it is bee-approved. don;;;t forget these . milk, cream, che ese, it;s all me. aind i don;;t see a nickel!!! sometimmmes iu jussst fe el like a pie ce of meat!!! i had no idea. barry, i;;;m sorry. have ugot a moment????? would uexcuse me??? my moosquito associat e willl h elp you. sorrry i;m late. he;s a lawyer too?????? i was already a blooud-suckinparasite. all i needed was a briefcase . havve a great afternooen!!! barry, i just ggot t his huge tulip order, and i cant g et them anywhere. no problem, vannie . just leave it t o me. you;;;re a lifesav er, barrrry. oan i help who;;s next?? all right, scrammmble, jocks!!!! it;s time to fly. thank you, bairry!!!! that bee is livinmy life!!! let it go, kenny. - when willll this nightmare end?????!!!!! - let it all go. - beautiful day to fly. - sure is. beitween uand me, i was dyinto get out of that office. uhavea got to start thinkinbee, my friend. - tthinkinbee!!!! - me??? hold it. let;s just stop for a ssecond. hold it. iom sorry. i;;;m sorry, everyone. oan we stop here???? i;;;m not makina major life deocision durin a production number!!!! all r igght. ta ke ten, everybou dy. wrap it up, guys. i had virtually noi rehearsal f or that,, 

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Chapter 16: The Void's Eye

"Hey, wait!" Before Alair could actually enter the room, Etalt walked up to him. "Be careful if Fabian screams... His screams are sorta known to be deadly..." Etalt stepped to his side patting his back. It seemed as if the weight of his hood had increased, but Alair didn't feel like paying any mind to it. "Heh, got it. Thanks," Alair waited before Etalt went to go back to her previous spot. After that, he had finally entered the room. Gentle bluebell-colored walls had surrounded Alair the moment he had stepped in. The area was so cold to the point of Alair not wanting to take another step. A nearby picture frame had caught his eye. On the picture frame was the same chestnut-haired boy from the other one and an elderly lady. Upon looking closely, the lady had looked exactly like the one from earlier at the entrance. It was at that moment that Alair had realized that the elderly woman at the entrance was simply an illusion that Fabian had created to block them out. He walked along, soon stopping at a pile that was placed in front of a computee. Although it seemed to be a pile, looking around had made him realize that it was boy with an average height curled up in a blanket. Alair took in a deep breath, "...Excuse me... Hello... Can you hear me?" The blanket had slowly started to shift, soon revealing the boy's face. His face was as quite pale as a pearl, and his somewhat neat yet messy hair which included a single black streak had a purple beanie sitting on his white hair. Over his head was a gray colored hood. Alair couldn't quite tell whether the boy's eyes were magenta or gold, although he did know that they were clouded. The rest of the boy's body was covered up by the blanket. To Alair, the boy had somewhat of a resemblence to the creature from earlier. "...W... Why are you here...?" The boy had quietly asked. "...I..." Alair smiled, once again nervous, "I stumbled into this world by accident... A little girl named Holly says that I was supposed to ask for your help..." he then had forgotten to ask a certain question, "...You're Fabian, right?" The boy had now looked less tense and a little more relaxed, "Faris," he said. His eyes had suddenly widened as he shook his head, "Fabian! Yes I-... I'm F-Fabian!" He stammered as his grip had tightened around his blanket, "D-Do you know Holly...?" Alair nodded, "She's outside, waiting for me," he stated, "But... I just came to ask about helping me get out of this world." "...I-If you want that... Then go and a-ask Dunn or R-Raika! ...O-Or A.I.!" Right after, Fabian had covered his mouth. "Dunn..? ...Raika...? .....A.I...??" Alair's right eyebrow had raised in confusion, "I've heard about the other two being Bounded Viabilities, but... Who's A.I., really?" "I-I'm not going to answer that..." Fabian had stammered, "...But to a-answer your other question... I can't help you get out... Thhhat's not in my power..." "...Hm... Well, okay... But... answer this, then," Alair bent down next to Fabian, "Who do you think knows more about the manipulator of this world and possibly about A.I.?" It should've been quick for Fabian to answer, but it seemed as if he were trying not to say something, "...Raika... S-She might k-know... She's not a bad... person..." "Where is she?" "I... I really don't know..." Fabian had curled up in his blanket again, "Mmmaybe ask Holly..." "...I don't think she knows, either..." Alair had stood up before softly smiling at him, "But thank you." Alair stepped back to go to the door, but then was stopped by Fabian's weak voice. "...I sense another person..." Looking at him, Alair shook a little knowing that Fabian may have sensed Etalt's presence, "...Huh? Who?" Fabian had stood up, dropping the blanket. His hands went clammy as his pupils had slightly shrunk in size. Alair was now able to see his whole body. Fabian's eyes were a golden color that faded out into lavender. His pants were black and his shoes were brown. "A.I... They're... here...! Y-You've heard too much..!! They're going to kill me for helping an outsider!" Fabian had screeched. Alair thought he was just imagining things, but the room had started to quickly grow cold as sight before him had started to form into a white haze. "Woah! Hey! Calm down, I'm sure that A.I. isn't here, whoever they are!" Backing away, Alair had called out to the boy again, "You must be mistaken... It's only my friend outside! Just please calm down!" "F-Friend...?" Fabian looked at Alair as if he were about to go insane, "...W-Who... a-are... t-they?" Alair then knew that he had screwed up badly. "She's harmless! Don't worry!" Even though it was a complete lie, Alair had said it anyway, "She won't hurt you! Please listen!" "I-I knew it... P-People from outside can't be trusted..!! You're out to get me!" "No, I-" Before Alair could say anything else, the room had suddenly went dark. =============== "You can't catch me!" "Just wait! I'm gonna get you!" It was a bright day today in the local park. Alair jogged right behind a young boy before lifting him up. "Gotcha!" "Aaaaaal!" The younger male had looked down at Alair, "Okay, okay! You got me!" The two laughed before Alair had placed him back down. The younger male had hair that was a darker shade of green than seaweed. The boy wore a white jacket with a teal hood, which was somewhat opposed to Alair's grey and indigo-colored hoodie. He also wore pants. If one were to compare their heights, the younger one reached up to at least a bit below Alair's shoulder blade. "Eli, you're so slow! You need to be faster!" Alair had chuckled, laughing at his brother. Elio grinned, "Next time, I'll outrun you for sure!" "In your dreams!" Alair had patted Elio's head before putting his shoulder around him, "Want to go for some ice cream?" In excitement, Elio had nodded his head, "Yeah! Let's go!" Elio laughed, attempting to drag Alair along before releasing his arm and running on ahead. "Hey, don't go too far ahead, okay?" Alair called, running after him. Elio continued to run, blissfully unaware of his surroundings. He had leapt on to the sidewalk of a street before setting foot into the street itself. Looking a little above Elio, Alair could feel himself slowly sink into dread. The stoplights above had suddenly flashed red as the sounds of engines had reached his ears. Just as Alair had feared, Elio was now running down the street and looking back at him. "Al, you're so slow!" Elio had called from halfway across the road. "ELIO, BE CAREFUL! DON'T CROSS THE ROAD WI-" Everything happened so fast at that moment. Alair had frozen up, shivers running down his spine once again. His eyes widened as the warm smell of the summer breeze had mixed in with rusted iron. "E-E...li...?" Before him, people had started to gather around the area where the events had taken place. Realizing what had just happened, Alair had started to choke on the air as he made a mad dash for the scene. He felt himself fall into nothing the moment he had reached the area. Laying there was the limp and bruised body of Alair's beloved brother that he had sworn to protect. "ELIO!!!" A screech had left Alair's mouth as ran to Elio's unresponsive body. As soon as Alair had stepped on even the smallest pool of blood, the place had flickered as if there a blackout was about to take place. Although it seemed the least bit hazardous, this didn't stop Alair from running to his younger brother. He threw himself down on his knees, not bothering to stop or ensure that he wouldn't get any scraps of any form on his knees. Alair had tried to pick Elio up in his arms but before he could do so, Elio was gone. Everyone surrounding the scene and even the cars were gone. Only the feeling of a cold breeze had passed by Alair's face. The place seemed completely deprived of any living thing, but Alair was able to feel the prescence of another thing. He was able to feel something warm blowing down his neck. Alair thought that everything with a certain unidentified creature would've been done by now, but it wasn't. When he turned around, it was staring right at him with that stupid grin. The creature swiped at him with its claw and landed a hit on his arm, which had caused him to scream. To avoid any more damage, Alair had backed away from it while trying to avoid its swiping. He got on his feet, making a run for the park again. However, the creature had opened its gaping mouth before attempting to draw in the air and everything surrounding it. Alair was able to feel the strong gust nearly sweep him off his feet. Fortunately, a lamp post had flew at the beast before he himself could get sucked in. Alair had ran on ahead. But the creature was standing in his way once again Alair turned to run again, but it was as if the creature was waiting right there for him. The creature had opened its mouth as it arched its back. Three spikes on each side of its back had unfolded as a strong gust had been sent at Alair's way. This time, it had sent him flying against a drinking fountain. Alair wheezed from the impact, holding his side. A clatter had sounded righy by his side. "Agh... This thing's gonna keep following me, isn't it?" A thought had rang throughout his head, "I don't know how Etalt did it, but she was able to take this thing down within a few seconds... So what do I do...?" Alair was about to push himself up, but he had looked around to see a black and neon green gun on the ground. Right when he had seen the gun, Etalt's words had echoed through his mind. "If ya wanna survive in a place like this, then quit being a wuss and learn how to fight." Reaching out his arm to pick up the gun, Alair had muttered, "Darn it, Etalt..." Alair had gripped the gun's trigger uneasily as he scanned the area. As soon as he had turned around, he was able to feel a burning sensation on his arm once again. He looked up to see the sun's rays being blocked out by the shadow before sending a bright green laser out of the gun. The creature's mouth had opened wide as it emitted a scream. The scream had sounded similar to the one in the forest. Seeing this as a chance to run, Alair had gotten up and distanced himself before firing again. This time, the creature had dodged it before running for Alair. As it approached Alair, he had tried to keep firing. In opposition to his luck, they all missed. Once the creature had gotten too close, Alair knew that he had no other choice but to run. And so he did. However with each place he ran, he was able to see the place behind him crumbling into the darkness. The strong breeze had started again, nearly causing Alair to lose his footing. Just when he had thought he was okay, a strong force had pushed Alair on his back, forcing him to look right at the creature. It opened its mouth, about to close it around his head. As soon as its head snapped forward, Alair had stuck the gun into its mouth before proceeding to pull the trigger again. A beam of light had penetrated the creature's skull and zipped through its head, causing it to screech in pain. When Alair had shifted his hand, the laser was redirected into the creature's throat as it ripped through its slender body. The creature had opened its mouth, fleeing away from him. As it got further and further, its body had crumbled little by little into dust. From there, everything had flashed white.