#you're special and i'm glad i am on this earth as the same time as you

[thecagedflightlessbird]

My Tumblr mutuals are my found family!

[orange-orchard-system]

This is gonna be a little sappy + bittersweet, but I love the sentiment "I'm glad you exist" as a system member hearing it from another member of the same system. With external people, it's really hard to trust that they mean it – it feels like false platitudes. Sure, you're glad I exist /(sarcasm), and not just glad that the mask I put on around you exists, or glad for what I can do for you, or saying that out of obligation, or are going to completely change your tune the next time you're mildly annoyed, or, or, or.

But... I can trust it when it comes from my system. They know my highs, my lows, the times I've lost my cool, the times I gave up, the times I didn't bring anything to the table. My existence, to them, makes their life richer just because, and it helps that they know the "deep reason" I exist. I'm not just some kid to a couple that wanted children, or supposedly special because "there's only one of you on this Earth" – I'm a feeling, a being that's special because of who I am and how I help those around me (whether that's because I'm actually just doing something to help, or just lifting their spirits by being present) just by existing. So when they say that they're glad I exist, I know they mean it.

I can, quite literally, feel their appreciation for me, and I appreciate them right back. Thanks for making me feel special, guys. I'm glad you exist, too.

[mishmosh-chaos]

- Here we go again -

Good Omens Crowley & Aziraphale Oneshot

A/N: Hello, hello! First, let me say that I just finished watching Good Omens, and for the love of both heaven and hell, I simply adore them! And I haven't had inspiration to write anything for a long time on any of my blogs, but these two changed that. So,hopefully, I can still write something –  somewhat – likeable! Also, english is not my main language, so do be lenient on me if you happen to stumble across any kind of mistakes! Happy reading! 💚

„Here's to us, Angel!“

Aziraphale turns his head towards Crowley, not bothering to hide the radiant smile from his face.

„To us!“ he replies happily lifting and bringing his hand towards Crowley, the soft clink of their champagne glasses joining in with the murmurs and the music surrounding them.

Taking a sip, he gaze around. The Ritz looked lovely as ever, and everything was just right as always – the lighting adjusted in perfect balance, that no matter where you looked at, there was no need to strain your eyes for a clear sight; the music was playing at just the right volume, providing conversers, if needed so, the chance to talko freely without fear of being overheard and/or spied on. Yes, everything was lovely, indeed.

Then again, this time, it wasn't just lovely – it was magnificent!

There wasn't much of a difference from any other times that they came here together, yet this time, everything was much, much better.

And it was exactly because of that, being here together, that it made it so much better. Because this time that „together“ had a completely different meaning from all other past „togethers���.

„Ok, I have to ask, but what's up with that?“

Aziraphale turns and hazily look back at Crowley, still smiling with the same intensity „Sorry? With what?“

„With that!“ Crowley remark and wiggle with his fingers towards his face „You have that goofy smile on almost since we got here.“

„I do have it, don't I? Indeed you're right.“ He reply, Crowly shifting in his chair upon hearing it and leans closer to him „Alright. But, you still haven't answered me why. And honestly, Angel, you kinda starting to give me the heebie-jeebies with it.“

„Now, come on, you're over exaggerating!“ Aziraphale exclimes „I'm just – I'm just being happy.“

Crowley stays silent for a moment, then lowers his sunglasses halfway down his nose exposing his demon eyes, and gives him a piercing stare „Angel, I've seen you happy before, and this is definitely something else.“

„Oh, but I am happy, and very much so,“ he starts excitedly „it's just a - a special kind of happy. That's why it seemes strange to you.“

The demon barely managed to rise his eyebrow to emphasize how he still wasn't satisfied with his answer when Aziraphale almost screamed joyfully to his face „Ohh, you dim idiot! I'm happy because of us!“

„You are?“ Crowley finally speaks up sounding baffled, and just as he was about to start elaborate some more on the subject, he notice something was off, very quickly realizing Crowley was barely managing to keep on a straight face, the corners of his lips quivering like crazy trying not to form into a smile.

But he wasn't angry at Crowley for teasing him like this, not at all. He just smiles bright again and speak as proudly possible „Yes, yes I am. I am very much so happy because of it. Because of us.“

That word, us, slowly began to crawl so deep into his being, making him wonder, how on earth is it possible for just one word, for one so ordinary, so common word, to have such a power over somebody, stirring up feelings and emotions unknow thus far.

And just the thought of almost missing out on the chance for that us to even exist...no, he didn't even want to go back to those kind of dark thoughts. He was just extremely glad and thankful that Crowley was somehow able to forgive him for his hurtful actions.

„Very well then.“

Crowley's words snap him from his thoughts, and he watch how the demon, now clearly smiling, laids back in his chair bringing his glass to his lips „ As you were, Angel.“

He chuckles shaking his head, also taking another sip from his glass, continuing to enjoy this moment.

„By the way, Angel...“

Not a minute later, the demon's voice once again break his enjoyment, yet again he didn mind it, he just turns towards him smiling. And as shortly before, Crowley's sunglasses were once again half way down his nose and that piercing stare was once more focused on him.

„I was just wondering if I heard it right, but, did you – just now, call me an idiot?“

Aziraphale's eyes widen, he definitely didn't expect a question like this. But he better do something fast to fix this.

„You know, Crowley, I believe I did do that, but you kind of deserved it.“ he begins, then lowers his glass on the table and shifts in his chair so his whole body was now facing him, and gently grasp his hand between his „And for the record, I meant it in the most affectionately way possible.“

Without averting his stare nor moving his hand from Aziraphale's grasp, Crowly takes a deep breath before adjusting his sunglasses back on „If you say so, Angel. If you say so.“

Crowley grabs the new bottle of champagne the waiter just brought to their table and starts filling his glass „You know, Angel, you still didn't tell me how you got out of Heaven.“

Aziraphale looks at him a bit confused „Well, I took the elevator, ofcours. How else would I have leave?“

„I know you took the elevator,“ Crowley replies rolling his eyes „but, what I mean is, I expected of them to be watching your every move closely, you know. So I didn't think that they would just let you roam up there freely.“

„You know, so was I,“ Aziraphale comments back equally surprised „but after they updated me about the plan and all that..“

„Oh, yeah, the Second Comming-destruction of all – yada yada – plan...“

„Exactly!“ Aziraphale continues, not paying attention to Crowley cutting him off „Well, after that, they really just left me alone.“

„Alright. But, you see - you've been back down here for how long now? Three, no, four days?“

The Angel nods affirmatively.

„Right,“ Crowley remarks thoughtfully before continuing „so, you've been back here for four days now, and I'm sure they must have notice by now that you're gone. What really get me thingking – what makes me really curious is, why haven't we heard anything about it? I mean, your disappearance would definitely be hot news, for both up and down folks.“

„I believe you're right.“ Aziraphale says before continuing „I suppose it must be connected with a note i left.“

„I'm sorry, what?“  Crowley almost spit his drink „Did – did you just say you left a note?“

„Yes, yes I did.“

„I can't – I – I don't - what in the Hell did you do that for?“ Crowley exploded, he couldn't believe his ears. Who was the idiot here now?! „Are you seriously telling me, that you left a note, in Heaven, informing them about your escape?“

„Something like that, yes. You make it sound like it's some big deal, when really, it isn't.“

„Not a big deal? NOT a big deal?! For Hell's sake, Angel, are you even listening to yourself?! Ofcourse it's a big deal!“

„Now, now, Crowley, no need to be this upset.“

„Upset? I'm not upset, I'm furious!“

Crowly was now on his feet, pacing furiously back and forth, but Aziraphale was unfazed „Ah, but you still haven't heard the best part yet.“

„There's more?“ Crowley freeze in place already feeling defeated, and throws himself back in his chair „For the love of it... I need a drink  - or the whole bottle.“

„Oh, but do listen to me, Crowley, you're going to want to hear what i got to say.“

Aziraphale sounded excited like a little kid, which only made Crowley even more desperate. So he downs a few drinks and lowers his forehead not so lightly on the table „I doubt it, Angel, but you're gonna say it anyway. So, go on, spit it out.“

„All right, here it goes – I stole the book.“

„You stole a book?“

„Yes,“ Aziraphale repeats excitedly „I stole the book.“

„A book... he stole a book. Marvelous, just bloody marvelous.“ Crowley scoffs and lifts his head to look at Aziraphale „Well, good for you, Angel!“

„Oh, for the sake of it,“ now it was Aziraphale turn to get frustrated „you are not really listening to me! Look!“

Crowley didn't know what to expect, but when the Angel lowered the book on the tabel, and when he finally realized what that book was, the demon jumped back up on his feet in a flash, removing his sunglasses as if to take a better look of it.

„Nooo..it can't be...“

„Oh, but it is!“

„No – really?“

„Mhm.“

„But – no, it can - but how?“

„I told you, Crowley, I stole it! Are you even listening to a word I'm saying?“

„Ofcourse I'm listening, Angel! But – but you said you stole a book. How on earth was I suppose to think it was this book?“

„Im pretty certain I said the book, and not a book.“

„Argh, who cares!“ Crowley growls „You could have just say I stole the Book of Life, it would definitely save us some time. And nerves.“

"Well, it's settled now, right? So, what do you have to say to all this now, hmm?"

"Well, now, it all makes a bit more clear for me, that's for sure," Crowley comments sitting back "at least for the part of why we haven't heard anything yet."

"It does?" Aziraphale questions back confused.

"Indeed it does, Angel."

"Well, care to share?"

He rolls his eyes "What it means, Angel, is that we haven't heard anything yet, because the upstairs has still managed to keep it from leaking out, and that is a good thing for us."

"It is? How so?" Aziraphel was even more confused now.

"It means," Crowlys begins standig up and puts his sunglasses back on "we still have some time to think of a plan on how to save our arses. Again. So, chop chop, Angel, we gotta roll!"

"Whaat? We have to leave immediately?" Aziraphale stands up reluctantly "Ohh, but we didn't even get our food yet!"

Crowly lets out somewhat annoyed growl and grabs Aziraphale hand "Trust me, Angel, not getting our food is the least problem in comparsion to what is waiting for us. Now, lets go."

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You’re My Sunflower

➥ summary : original fic is called “My Girl” this is Earth 1610 Miles ending

After school, Miles - RJ met (Y/n) near the school's entrance, still a little unsure about what she had just admitted. He couldn't help but feel a mix of surprise and delight at her confession.

"Wait, so you like me?" he asked, trying to hide his astonishment.

(Y/n) smiled warmly, her eyes meeting his. "Yeah, I honestly felt the connection that day you invited me over to play video games with you and Prowler."

Miles - RJ blinked, taken aback by her words. He had always been used to his twin brother, Miles - the prowler, attracting more attention with his confident and mysterious persona. As the "bad boy" of the duo, his twin seemed to be the one that girls were usually drawn to.

"I... I don't know what to say," Miles - RJ stammered, feeling a rush of emotions. He had always felt overshadowed by his twin, believing that his good-natured, "nice guy" personality didn't hold the same appeal.

(Y/n) chuckled, reaching out to gently touch his arm. "Don't be surprised. I like you for you, RJ. Your kindness, your sense of humor, and the way you genuinely care about people. It's all so endearing."

A blush crept up Miles - RJ’s cheeks, his heart beating a little faster. He had never expected someone to appreciate him for his true self.

"I've always felt like the second fiddle, you know," he admitted, opening up to her. "Everyone seems to be drawn to my twin, and I thought that was just how it would always be."

(Y/n) shook her head, her eyes filled with sincerity. "You're not the second fiddle to me, RJ. You're your own person, and I'm drawn to you just as much as I am to your brother. You both have different qualities that I find special."

Miles - RJ couldn't help but feel a sense of relief and happiness wash over him. (Y/n)'s words made him realize that he didn't need to compete with his twin; he was valued and appreciated for who he was.

"Thank you," he said softly, a genuine smile spreading across his face. "You don't know how much that means to me."

(Y/n) smiled back, her gaze never leaving his. "You're welcome, RJ. I'm glad I could be honest with you. You're both amazing in your own ways, and that's what makes you both special to me."

From that moment on, Miles - RJ felt a newfound sense of confidence. He realized that he didn't need to compare himself to his twin or try to be someone he wasn't. He was valued and cherished just as he was, and that was more than enough for him.

As they continued to walk together, the weight of insecurity lifted from Miles - RJ’s shoulders, replaced by the knowledge that he was truly appreciated for who he was. Their connection grew stronger, and he found himself looking forward to the future, knowing that he had someone special by his side who saw him for the person he was meant to be.

•••

It’s been a few days since Miles and (Y/n) announced that they were officially together and during those days Miles invited (y/n) out on a date.

On the day of their date, Miles couldn't help but feel a bundle of nerves. He wanted everything to be perfect, and the pressure of making a good impression on (Y/n) weighed heavily on his mind. As they walked together to their chosen spot, he fidgeted with his hands and stumbled over his words.

"Uh, so, (Y/n), um, I hope you like this place," he said, his voice a little shaky.

(Y/n) smiled, finding his nervousness endearing. "I'm sure I'll love it, Miles. Don't worry too much."

They arrived at a cozy café, and Miles held the door open for (Y/n), trying his best to maintain a sense of composure. As they settled into their seats, he took a deep breath, trying to relax.

"I just want to make sure you have a good time," Miles admitted, a hint of vulnerability in his eyes.

(Y/n) reached across the table to hold his hand, giving it a gentle squeeze. "I'm already having a great time, Miles. You being here with me is all that matters."

His nervousness eased slightly, knowing that (Y/n) was understanding and supportive. As they chatted over coffee and dessert, he found himself becoming more at ease, laughing and sharing stories with her.

The conversation flowed naturally, and they discovered more about each other's interests, dreams, and passions. Miles was enchanted by (Y/n)'s presence, her laughter, and the way her eyes lit up when she talked about things that excited her.

As the date continued, Miles felt his nervousness melting away, replaced by a sense of comfort and connection. (Y/n) had a way of making him feel at ease, and he couldn't help but admire her for it.

By the end of the date, they were both smiling and laughing, having thoroughly enjoyed each other's company. Miles walked (Y/n) home, their hands still intertwined, not wanting the evening to end.

As they reached her doorstep, he hesitated for a moment before mustering up the courage to speak. "I had a really great time tonight, (Y/n)."

(Y/n) smiled warmly, her eyes sparkling. "Me too, Miles. I had so much fun."

Before he could stop himself, Miles blurted out, "Can we do this again? Another date, maybe?"

(Y/n) chuckled, finding his earnestness adorable. "Of course, I'd love that."

Miles felt a rush of relief and happiness flood through him. He couldn't believe how lucky he was to have (Y/n) by his side, finding his nervousness and vulnerability charming rather than off-putting.

As they said their goodbyes, Miles couldn't help but smile, knowing that this was just the beginning of their journey together. With (Y/n) in his life, he felt a newfound sense of confidence and excitement for what the future held. Their connection was genuine and heartfelt, and he couldn't wait to see where their adventures would lead them next.

•••

Miles - RJ couldn’t shake off the nagging feeling that his twin, Miles - the prowler, might be harboring some resentment towards him because of his relationship with (Y/n). As they found themselves alone in their room one evening, he finally mustered up the courage to confront the issue.

"Hey, Prowler, can I talk to you about something?" Miles - RJ asked, trying to sound casual.

Miles - the prowler looked up from his comic book and nodded, sensing the seriousness in his brother's voice. "Sure, what's up?"

"I just wanted to know if... well, if you had any resentment towards me because of (Y/n)," Miles - RJ admitted, his voice tinged with vulnerability.

Miles - the prowler frowned, setting aside his comic book to give his brother his full attention. "What? No, of course not. Why would you even think that?"

Miles - RJ hesitated, searching for the right words. "Well, we both liked her at first, and I thought you might feel... I don't know, upset or jealous or something."

Miles - the prowler let out a sigh, looking at his brother with understanding. "Look, at first, I admit I was a bit jealous. I mean, she's an amazing person, and I liked her too. But after spending more time with her, I realized that my feelings for her changed. She became like a sibling to me, someone I care about deeply, but in a different way."

Miles - RJ listened attentively, a mix of relief and gratitude washing over him. "So, you're not mad at me for being with her?"

Miles (the prowler) shook his head. "Not at all. I've seen how happy you are together, and it makes me happy too. (Y/n) is amazing, and she brings out the best in you. You deserve that happiness, RJ."

The tension that had been building in Miles - RJ gradually eased, replaced by a sense of understanding and comfort. He smiled at his twin, grateful for his honesty.

"Thanks, Prowler. I just didn't want us to have any issues because of this," Miles - RJ said, feeling a weight lifted off his shoulders.

Miles - the prowler chuckled, giving his brother a playful nudge. "No worries, little bro. We're family, and nothing can change that. I want to see you happy, and if being with (Y/n) makes you happy, then I'm all for it."

Miles - RJ couldn't help but feel a surge of affection for his twin. Despite their initial rivalry over (Y/n), their bond remained strong. Knowing that Miles - the prowler had come to see (Y/n) as a sibling made him feel even more at ease with their relationship.

"Thanks, Prowler. You're the best brother a guy could ask for," Miles - RJ said, a genuine smile on his face.

Miles - the prowler grinned back, pulling his brother into a brief, heartfelt hug. "And you're the best little brother. I'm always here for you, no matter what."

In that moment, the brothers felt a renewed sense of closeness and understanding. Their bond was unbreakable, and they knew they could always count on each other for support and love. With (Y/n) in their lives and their sibling connection stronger than ever, they were ready to face whatever challenges life had in store for them, knowing they had each other to lean on.

[elfdragon12]

starscream fans will not like what i say, but someone needs to say this: out of all transformers characters, starscream is generally one of the best included, not only basically every tf media have him, but he gets de facto reinterpretations of his character and not just picking the personality of some other tf and calling it ''reinterpretation''. so for me who is fan of tfs who didnt get anything new for most a decade and when they get they are basically TF X with the name of TF Y, stars fan and their whining is so annoying, specially bcs most of time it's not even based on stars real character they are complaining and instead is why he isn't like the OOC Ao3 fanfictions they read. sorry for the rant and i love your blog and your opinions, have a good day

Everyone has their favorite and they like to see their favorite... But I don't quite get Starscream fans being... Surprised or shocked whenever it's revealed he's in a new story. He's in almost everything. Of course he's in the new thing, he is in the top 5 most marketable characters in the franchise out of over 1000. Soundwave doesn't even show up as frequently.

And yes, he is a character who's pretty much the same every time. Sure, I get wanting to see perhaps more lateral interpretations or writers allowing him to make decisions that don't revolve around absolving Megatron by making Starscream the big meanie (that's more a character development point). However! Consistency is also nice. Best of luck if you're a fan of someone like Prowl. Are you getting the original Budiansky bio or Sunbow Prowl? The ninja Beachcomber TFA version? The IDW1 version that's just Stakeout but without realizing he doesn't make a good leader of the team and passing it to someone else? (When I say most character reinterpretions are just a pre-existing character with a different name, I'm not kidding.) Maybe you're a Tracks fan like I am and get sad when writers only remember the vain part and not the "huge Earth lover" part. I feel bad for anyone who liked Getaway before James Roberts wrote More Than Meets the Eye.

Fanfiction can sometimes have amazing characterizations that change how you think about a character. Some fanfiction is so disconnected that you're not sure why it's tagged with a character they didn't seem to actually be interested in writing them.

I get liking a character, wanting to see them, and being put out when they're not written like you think they should be... But there does need to be some perspective. Starscream is in over 200 pieces of Transformers media and gets to keep his same basic personality traits throughout. That's worlds better than what many other fans get. Blaster hasn't been in a Transformers show or movie since the 80s and hasn't gotten much material in the comics for a long time. He's gotten a lot of toys in the past few years, but that's it.

I'm glad you like my blog and opinions! Thank you!

[rainbowkirby]

Mortal Kombat Bloodline Episode 1: A New Generations.

Once there a Hourglass, a New History a new era and New Generation, since Liu Kang Defeated Kronika. Then he also defeated the evil Titan Deadly Alliance and Titan Havik. Now the new Era is now continuing Growing and Growing. Now there will be a new Generations when the Time has come. In 5 years later Liu Kang and Titan Kitana has finally had a Child who is now born to be a next generation, One day The child name Liu chi will become a Protector of Earthrealm.

Liu Kang: I wouldn't Thought that Our timeline is Growing.

Geras: Indeed, because without you. It wouldn't be same. Thanks to you since you keeping our timeline in peace.

LiuKang: It's been a Blessing.

KitanaTitan: He beautiful.

Liu Kang: yes, he is. Soon little one you will become a Protector of Earthrealm.

In 20 years Later in wu shi academy, LiuChai has finally growing up to become a Shaolin monk with his new Generations. He has a friend named Kung Jin. Kung Jin is a cousin of Kung Lao and there is a Outworld Sorcerer of Earth and Light named Shimmer. Shimmer is a wizard of the Phantom Forest Far from the living Forest. A Three Master as a new Generations in wu shi academy, Raiden his brother, Fujin, and Kung Lao. Shimmer also has a master named Leo he is a master of the sorcerer of earth and light, he also lived in Phantom Forest in Outworld. LiuChai Kung Jin and Shimmer join the Shaolin and learning about Raiden is gonna teach them.

Raiden: Greetings My fellow Students it is good to see you here in the wu shi academy. It's been my pleasure to teach you how to learn to do techniques Skills, Including Kombat.

Fujin: and we are more then Happy to show you.

KungLao: And it's good to see you here my cousin, I wouldn't thought you're here.

KungJin: aren't you Surprised?

KungLao: More then likely.

Raiden: I'm glad you here to join us, Liu Chai.

LiuChai: I am more then Thrilled to be here. My father send me here to join you.

Raiden: And what about you, you must be new here.

Shimmer: Umm...well...I haven't been a Wu shi academy before....

Shimmer gets very shy but luckily Raiden, Kung Lao want to motivate Him to learn not be afraid and be more comfortable to be with them.

Raiden: Don't be Shy to introduce yourself, tell me your name, Outworlder. We heard that Master Leo Tought you many things.

Shimmer: Do you know Master Leo?

KungLao: Of Course we do, we know him in Outworld.

Shimmer: I'm Shimmer, the wizard of the Phantom Forest, the sorcerer of Earth and light. I am here to fight for peace that what we all deserve. I am here to join you to learn about Kombat and become a Earth Realm and outworld defender.

LiuChai: You been a Outworld before?

Shimmer: yes, I have been, Master Leo and I visited the empress Mileena. She is empress in Outworld. Outworld is beautiful place for all beings.

KungJin: I wonder what is looks like, is it different? I thought Tarkatans and Zatarons are Cannibal.

Shimmer: No, they are carnivore, but they are not cannibals. They have Condition and they have Disease but luckily it's not contagious at all.

KungJin: I'm glad you told me that I not gonna get caught by a Tarkatans cooties.

Shimmer: Don't Worry, They are different species. I've been a Tarkatans Colony to give a Tarkatans some treatment.

Liuchai: What Kind of treatment. Like Medicine?

Shimmer: Yes...A homemade Special Treatment for the patient.

Raiden is gonna teach LiuChai KungJin and Shimmer how to do techniques Skills, and how to become a Protector of Earthrealm.

Raiden: Alright Everyone today is the day that we are gonna teach you all how to do techniques just like Liu Kang Taught us.

Fujin: Remember, don't feel pressured about winning or losing. It's about defending the Earthrealm and that's what you guys here for.

Suddenly theres a Evil Sorcerer came out of nowhere and Confronts Raiden. His name is Mantro. Shimmer has a bad feeling about Mantro, he is a enemies of Master Leo and Shimmer 2 years Ago.

Mantro: Excuse me for interrupting your moment, Raiden. But what if someone wants to win the fight in Kombat and what if you'll lose in Kombat and get easily Killed. That would be ashamed. Don't you think?

Raiden: the rules has changed, Mantro. There's no killing in Kombat.

Mantro:(chuckle) oooooh Raiden you imbecile, you don't know the history of Mortal Kombat.

KungLao: you don't have to kill people in Kombat.

Mantro: Shut your Trap or I'll shut it for you!!(To Kung Lao)

KungJin: hey don't you dare Talk to my cousin like that!! (To Mantro)

LiuChai tries to calm Jin down but Mantro chuckle and smirks. He walk to Shimmer and threaten him.

Mantro: And You, You think it's a good idea to become a Shaolin Monk in the wu shi academy? For What? To fight for peace? .......(Chuckle) Pathetic

Shimmer: Why did you think that?

Mantro: you might be think that everything is peaceful.........You Never know whats in the future.

Shimmer: what that even mean?

Mantro: it's means there is no such thing is peace. The whole world will be agony....keep that in mind.

Shimmer: Are you threatened me?.....I don't believe that......

Mantro: (chuckles) the agony will soon overwhelm you.

Mantro Walks away the wu shi academy. Shimmer is scared and shivering, but luckily LiuChai Calms him.

LiuChai: Are you alright Shimmer?

Shimmer: I don't know, I just got confused.

KungJin: who is that jerk?

Shimmer: that is Mantro, Master Leo and I don't Trust him he's is our worst enemy. He threatening Master Leo to get his own way. I don't know what he'll do. I really don't Trust him..to me he is way worse than ShangTsung.

Raiden: I'm glad you told me that Shimmer. It is a good call about not trusting that guy.

Shimmer: when I get back to the phantom Forest and tell Master Leo.

KungJin: Don't let the basted bother you, you should come to Madem Bo's later Tonight. You should come meet us here.

LiuChai: that's sounds good, you should come join us, Shimmer.

Shimmer: Really....I would loved to... besides I need to clear off my mind from a threat by Mantro.

Later LiuChai KungJin and Shimmer went to Madame Bo's Tea House and Shimmer introducing Madam Bo and they are about to grab a bite to eat.

Shimmer: Wow, this place looks amazing, and its smells nice.

KungJin: guys I would like to introduce Madame Bo not only she's a great Cook but she's also a fighter too.

Madame bo: it's nice to meet you.

Shimmer: it is good to meet you, your place is amazing.

Madame: why thank you, kind sir, what's your name.

Shimmer: I'm Shimmer and I'm from outworld.

Madame: Iv never meant the outworlder before.

Shimmer drinks. A tea and he absolutely loves it.

Shimmer: oh wow, the tea is amazing. I don't know how she's made it so delicious.

LiuChai: Wow Jin, good Call.

Shimmer: Wow it's amazing, the food is Fantastic. I gotta show Master Leo with this he's gonna love it.

But then suddenly there is uninvited guest arrive in the tea house there is a man name Kano he is from the black dragon there is a cowboy in Outworld Erron and there a Young man wearing a hoodie his name is Spectrum, he is shy and he has no idea what's going on. So Kano is here to confront Madame Bo.

Kano: Step Asides Old Lady, We need a Lucky cat for the weapon.

Madame: it's a gift from my mother. You can't have it.

Kano: sorry ma'am, it's ours now.

Madame Bo: I don't know you and I don't make deals.

Kano: then you left me no choice.

Spectrum doesn't like how is going so he immediately stopped Kano from insulting Madam Bo.

Spectrum: WAIT!!! You can't do that. There's no way Im signing up for this. You gonna insulting a poor woman, are you insane?

Kano: Out of my way, bugged eyed.

Spectrum: You can't do That! Just stop!

Kano push Spectrum aside to get his way to try to fight Madame Bo but Madame fights back and she knocked Kano out. Everyone is Surprised to see that.

Shimmer: Wow!

KungJin: I told you so, shes not fuck around.

Shimmer: holy shit! She's good.

Kano Erron Black and Spectrum walks away. But before that Spectrum gives money to Madame Bo and then walk away.

Spectrum: Sorry about that.

KungJin: Who are they?

LiuChai: that's a Black Dragon and his name is Kano he is a criminal in Outworld. I must tell my father about something, because something is not right. You two go gets some sleep.

Later Liu Chai teleport to the hour glass to see his father Liu Kang and tell him about what he saw.

Liu Kang: Son, it's good to see you back. You look worried. so tell me, what brings you here?

LiuChai: we saw a black dragon Kano at the tea house, but luckily Madame Bo take him down. But still it worries me how the dragon just came out of no where.

LiuKang: I see, someone must be teleport the black dragon to Earthrealm, it's seems a bit suspicious.

LiuKang: Geras, check the hourglass, makes sure there is no issues.

Geras check the hourglass. Meanwhile Kano and the other teleport in the ruins in Outworld, the sorcerer Quan Chi is the one teleport Kano and the other.

Kano: that little Shit Had a Audacity to fail our Mission.

Quan Chi: did you find it

Kano: No...

Spectrum: Oh yeah right, gee thanks... Thanks for making me become a bad guy for defending a poor lady who works at the tea house.

Quan Chi is Furious with Spectrum for failing his Plan.

Spectrum: Master I can explain....

Quan Chi: save your tongue Spectrum, you disappoint me. It's not the first time you failed me.

Spectrum: I'm sorry, but I can't let anyone else assaulting a poor lady at the tea house, don't you think it's a bit too far?

Quan Chi: I Don't Care about that, Spectrum the job needs to be done...

Spectrum: but Master, I.....

Suddenly the dark portal interrupting and there's Mantro arrive and chat with Quan Chi.

Mantro: Quan Chi, it's good to see you. Iv been looking forward to have chat with you.

QuanChi: Long time no see, Mantro, why are you here?

Mantro: you do know the lucky cat gold that Madam Bo have is quite Useless...there is a powerful weapon that I been looking forward to steal. The telesman is called the bloom telesman it's a power of earth and light. It's in the phantom Forest Far next to the living Forest. And look what I found from out of nowhere.

Mantro found Shinnok's Amulet.

QuanChi: a Shinnok's Amulet, where did you find it?

Mantro: My fellow Sinister Found it for me, he requested me to get a bloom telesman so we can unleashed Shinnok back to life so we can rule. You should join me Quan Chi, Sinister would be pleased.

Spectrum shocked and he's doesn't like to sound of it at all. QuanChi agrees with Mantro to join them including Kano. But Erron Black is not sure about it so he decided to agree with Spectrum.

Spectrum: Ummm.... Master?

QuanChi: I'll tell my allies to join us.

Mantro: Good but First, unleash General Shao and Reiko so they can overthrown the Empress..

Mantro: Soon, once if we succeed our plan, if we can touch the hourglass, we will do what ever we want. The Whole World Will be Agony.

Mantro Evil laugh but Spectrum and Erron gets a very Bad vibes.

To be continue......

Episode 2

Peace in the Phantom Forest

[aoyama-division]

ARB Birthday Special 2024: Karada Kessaku

~~ May 1st ~~

"Famous men have the whole earth as their memorial."

Login Lines:

"...99... 100! Woo! Man, working hard always makes me feel tired and good at the same time! ...Hmm? Oh hey, what's up? ...A gift? Thanks, but what's it for?"

"...My birthday? ...Oh crap, I totally forgot! That was today, wasn't it? Bad enough I forgot last year. I'd have been embarrassed if I forgot this year too. Thanks dude! I appreciate it!"

Voice Lines:

"A lot of my fans came and wished me a 'happy birthday' which was appreciated. Say what you want about Aoyama, but the people here, we look out for our own, yo!"

"Hey, Gramps. It's me again. Glad to see you're doing well. You probably already know this, but... yeah, today's my birthday. I know, I know. I forgot last year. My bad. But... well, you probably already know this, but... you're the reason that I can still celebrate them. If not for you, I'd... I probably wouldn't even be here right now. I know I say this all the time, but... I'm really grateful to you, Gramps."

"Man, 29 years old. Just one year shy of 30. I don't know exactly how to feel about that. I mean, I won't say I've wasted my life up until now, but... damn it, why am I thinking about depressing stuff like that? It's my birthday. I should be happy!"

"Hey Tomi! Thanks for taking time to visit me today! ...Ha, thanks man! That means a lot! You're one of my cherished friends too! Speaking of which, how long have we known each other? I mean, Lu and I have known each other since high school, but... the first time we met was at a party, right? ...Yup, that day was one of the best cause I met a guy who I could rely on!"

"So what did you happen to get me this year? ...What's this? A... ring? ...Dude, this is cool and all, but... you do know I'm straight, right? ...Oh! It's one of those A.I. rings that monitors your heartrate and helps with exercise? Oh! Oh man. Thanks Tomi! I'll be sure to utilize this, man! Thanks a lot! ...But for future reference, maybe don't tell your guy friends that you bought them a ring. They may take it the wrong way."

"Hey Lu! Thanks for taking the time out to visit me, man! I'm glad to see you made it out of the kitchen! Speaking of which, I hope you know that since its my birthday, that means you have to cook me up a full meal with all my favorite foods! And it has to be free! ...Hahaha! Relax, dude! I'm just kidding. ...Ahh! No, wait! I'm sorry! Don't ban me again, please! ...Sheesh, Lu. I love you, but you really need to learn to take a joke, man."

"So anyway, what did you get me for my birthday? ...A water bottle? ...No offense, but that seems kinda plain, even for you, Lu. ...Oh, wait. It's one of those self-cleaning water bottles? And it keeps my drink cold for a whole day?! Oh man! Thanks Lu! I really appreciate it! This is going to come in handy at the gym! Thanks man! ...Ha! Thanks man, I mean it!"

Tomi Lines:

"Happy birthday to you, Karada. ...And why would I not take time to visit you on your special day? Despite how I may normally feel, you are one of my most cherished friends. ...Yes, it was a soiree my parents were hosting, I believe. I must admit, I didn't expect to see you there that day, but... I don't regret conversing with you. ...Ha, thank you, Karada. The feeling is mutual, I assure you."

"Anyway, enough reminiscing. Here is your birthday gift. ...Yes, it is a ring. ...Karada, do not be foolish for once. Yes, it is a ring, but not the kind you're thinking of. It's one designed to monitor your heartrate, health and other such things needed for exercise. ...You're welcome, I'm glad you like it. ...Do not worry. You are probably the only male I'd ever buy a ring for."

Luis Lines:

"Hey Karada. Happy birthday to you. ...Well, lucky for you, today was a slow day at work, so I closed up early. . ...Only because it's your birthday, I'll let that one slide. Otherwise, I'd have banned you from my restaurant again for that comment. ...Whatever. You know me, Karada. I am who I am, regardless of what people think."

"Anyway, here's your birthday gift. ...Yes, it's a water bottle, genius, but not just any water bottle. I saw an ad for it on T.V. one day. It's a self-cleaning water bottle. It uses UV light to kill bacteria, and it cleans itself every two hours. And it even keeps your water hot or cold depending on how you want it. ...Yeah, no problem. Glad you like it. Again, happy birthday."

[sniperjade]

10 Books to get to know me

Rules: 10 (non-ancient) books for people to get to know you better, or that you just really like.

Thank you to @bluesundaycake for the tag.

So I'm going to start with what the hell is this non-ancient business? I am going to take that at face value and not mention The Odyssey because that is an actually ancient book. I know the rules are just trying to say not an old book but I am old so everyone will just have to deal.

Distress - Greg Egan

This is my favourite book. It was written in 1995 and I have to mention that because it was so groundbreaking for its time. This was the first time that I had ever read a story where someone who was Agender was a character. Akili is the main love interest in the story and will forever hold a special place in my heart.

Essentially the book is about a strange mental disease that is spreading throughout the globe. At the same time the physics world is all excited because Violet Mosala is developing a new Theory of Everything. The story follows the life of Andrew Worth who is science journalist covering the theory.

The reason I love this so much is because the main moral of the story is that no one can know what anyone else is thinking. You can stereotype as much as you like but you can never truly know. It's why I always try to give people the benefit of the doubt.

Enders Game Series - Orson Scott Card

Yes. You're going to get a lot of science fiction on this list. Just deal with it.

What's not to love? It's dark. The morals are so grey. What would you do to save humanity? What is a bit of casual Xenocide between friends. The characters are brilliant and nuanced (Bean is my favourit). The story makes you question how horrible of a person you are. Brilliant.

There's way to much plot to summarise but here is the brief. Aliens attacked earth. The government created super intelligent children and trained them for war to beat the aliens. These are their stories.

The Lightbringer Series - Brent Weeks

There's a couple of reasons why this is one of my favourites but I will start with the plot. It really is just one of those child presents with phenomenal powers, learns to use them and eventually ends up saving the day. Here's where it's different.

The world building. This magic system is one of the most interesting and creative ones I have come across. It's based off colour and light and is just so well thought out that it makes me... Hang on I have a gif for this.

Secondly the freaking Gavin twist! If you've read the series you know what I'm talking about. I won't do any spoilers but just know there is a twist and it changes everything.

Silverthorn & A Darkness at Sethanon - Raymond E Feist

What can I say about this one. You may be surprised that it's not Magician and that I didn't say the whole series but these two go together and are so mean so much more to me than the rest. Why? It's Prince Arutha's story. Prince Arutha is such a second child and I just vibe with that. His brother is handsome and charismatic and everyone loves him but Arutha is smart and canny and not as well liked but he is also fair and kind and honestly I could just go on about him forever. The story is gripping and heartbreaking and brilliant.

Wool, Shift & Dust - Hugh Howey

This is post apocalyptic conspiracy gold. The human race consists only of what is left living inside giant bunkers in the ground that they call silos. The atmosphere outside is so toxic that no one can go outside. The series starts with an execution. You see they don't have the resources to have long term prisoners so if anyone does something that deserves long term incarceration they are executed. How are they executed? I'm so glad you asked. They are sent outside. They are sent outside with some cleaning supplies and are asked to clean the windows of the silo because they are always filthy as no one can go outside to clean them.

Anyway the political plotline is good, the conspiracy is better and the main character is a tough as nails BAMF called Juliette.

Beauty - Sheri S Tepper

Trigger warning: Rape/Non-Con

No one mixes fantasy and science fiction quite like Tepper and she does it best in this book. It is like a love letter to the fairytale genre. One of the best parts is picking out which tale each character represents. It has time travel, fairies, love, trauma and everything in between. It follows the story of Beauty as she tries to escape a curse to be with her one true love and instead gets lost in time, space and between worlds.

Dark Rise - C.S. Pacat

The first magical realism of the list. I didn't know this when I started reading it but the whole crux of this story is that Pacat was trying to write the worst set up for a relationship that she could imagine and oh boy did she. You will not see it coming but it is so so good.

Anyway the plot is this. Will is your typical chosen one working to stop the rise of an evil Dark Lord with the help of a few people including Violet his crush. It has references to the crusades and the lost magic of the old world and a unique secret order. Here's the thing. Nothing is what you think and the twists in this book are freaking amazing.

If you've read it hit up my DMs because I cannot talk about it enough and I am dying to read book two (coming out Dec 2023).

I've also read her Captive Prince series which I also enjoyed and was almost included in this list.

The Hunger Games Series - Suzanne Collins

We all know this one. If you don't what rock have you been hiding under. I do love tragedy.

That said I know not as many people have read "A Ballard of Songbirds and Snakes" but please do. Everyone keeps asking me how can I get past Coriolis Snow being the main character? If you haven't guessed by now I love villian origin stories and this is a bloody good one.

Does it excuse who he is and what he does? No but that's part of why it's good. How can we not get behind a spectacular fall from grace. Just read it.

The Wayfarer Series - Becky Chambers

I can't believe I almost forgot this one! Becky Chambers is here writing freaking cutting edge romance. The first book ends in one of the most heartbreaking tragedies I have ever read. Her universe and world building is so creative and different that nothing quite matches it.

Essentially in this universe humans have no home planet. Earth was destroyed hundreds of years ago so we are the immigrants and the minority in the galaxy as we have no home of our own.

Each book is stand alone but I would recommend reading them all as they are that good. Each explores a different set of characters and stories with some overlap so you do get the occasional callbacks to previous books. These are full of characters trying to get by while compromising and appreciating their differences.

Truckers, Diggers and Wings - Terry Pratchett

I had to mention something by Terry Pratchett and I choose this one because it was the first. Soul Music was a close second but this one has such a special place in my heart. It is the story of the nome Masklin who grew up in a hole. A literal hole. It follows his story as he learns that the world is much bigger than he grew up to believe.

I don't know if you know this but I grew up in a small country town halfway up the coast of Western Australia. This book speaks to me because it resonates so much with my personal story because I did grow up and find out the world was much bigger than I had ever realised.

Ok I'm done. That took forever. I may have lost count.

Tagging @dont-stop-her-now @artemisdraws14 @mistresslynndramione @bookloverdream-blessedindeed @efinna @goodnight-fraublucher @bluestringpudding @princessma1foy

[dear-ao3]

According to all known laws of aviation, there is no way a bee should be able to fly. Its wings are too small to get its fat little body off the ground. The bee, of course, flies anyway because bees don't care what humans think is impossible. Yellow, black. Yellow, black. Yellow, black. Yellow, black. Ooh, black and yellow! Let's shake it up a little. Barry! Breakfast is ready! Ooming! Hang on a second. Hello? - Barry? - Adam? - Oan you believe this is happening? - I can't. I'll pick you up. Looking sharp. Use the stairs. Your father paid good money for those. Sorry. I'm excited. Here's the graduate. We're very proud of you, son. A perfect report card, all B's. Very proud. Ma! I got a thing going here. - You got lint on your fuzz. - Ow! That's me! - Wave to us! We'll be in row 118,000. - Bye! Barry, I told you, stop flying in the house! - Hey, Adam. - Hey, Barry. - Is that fuzz gel? - A little. Special day, graduation. Never thought I'd make it. Three days grade school, three days high school. Those were awkward. Three days college. I'm glad I took a day and hitchhiked around the hive. You did come back different. - Hi, Barry. - Artie, growing a mustache? Looks good. - Hear about Frankie? - Yeah. - You going to the funeral? - No, I'm not going. Everybody knows, sting someone, you die. Don't waste it on a squirrel. Such a hothead. I guess he could have just gotten out of the way. I love this incorporating an amusement park into our day. That's why we don't need vacations. Boy, quite a bit of pomp... under the circumstances. - Well, Adam, today we are men. - We are! - Bee-men. - Amen! Hallelujah! Students, faculty, distinguished bees, please welcome Dean Buzzwell. Welcome, New Hive Oity graduating class of... ...9:15. That concludes our ceremonies. And begins your career at Honex Industries! Will we pick ourjob today? I heard it's just orientation. Heads up! Here we go. Keep your hands and antennas inside the tram at all times. - Wonder what it'll be like? - A little scary. Welcome to Honex, a division of Honesco and a part of the Hexagon Group. This is it! Wow. Wow. We know that you, as a bee, have worked your whole life to get to the point where you can work for your whole life. Honey begins when our valiant Pollen Jocks bring the nectar to the hive. Our top-secret formula is automatically color-corrected, scent-adjusted and bubble-contoured into this soothing sweet syrup with its distinctive golden glow you know as... Honey! - That girl was hot. - She's my cousin! - She is? - Yes, we're all cousins. - Right. You're right. - At Honex, we constantly strive to improve every aspect of bee existence. These bees are stress-testing a new helmet technology. - What do you think he makes? - Not enough. Here we have our latest advancement, the Krelman. - What does that do? - Oatches that little strand of honey that hangs after you pour it. Saves us millions. Oan anyone work on the Krelman? Of course. Most bee jobs are small ones. But bees know that every small job, if it's done well, means a lot. But choose carefully because you'll stay in the job you pick for the rest of your life. The same job the rest of your life? I didn't know that. What's the difference? You'll be happy to know that bees, as a species, haven't had one day off in 27 million years. So you'll just work us to death? We'll sure try. Wow! That blew my mind! "What's the difference?" How can you say that? One job forever? That's an insane choice to have to make. I'm relieved. Now we only have to make one decision in life. But, Adam, how could they never have told us that? Why would you question anything? We're bees. We're the most perfectly functioning society on Earth. You ever think maybe things work a little too well here? Like what? Give me one example. I don't know. But you know what I'm talking about. Please clear the gate. Royal Nectar Force on approach. Wait a second. Oheck it out. - Hey, those are Pollen Jocks! - Wow. I've never seen them this close. They know what it's like outside the hive. Yeah, but some don't come back. - Hey, Jocks! - Hi, Jocks!

Youguys did great! You're monsters! You're sky freaks! I love it! I love it! - I wonder where they were. - I don't know. Their day's not planned. Outside the hive, flying who knows where, doing who knows what. You can'tjust decide to be a Pollen Jock. You have to be bred for that. Right. Look. That's more pollen than you and I will see in a lifetime. It's just a status symbol. Bees make too much of it. Perhaps. Unless you're wearing it and the ladies see you wearing it. Those ladies? Aren't they our cousins too? Distant. Distant. Look at these two. - Oouple of Hive Harrys. - Let's have fun with them. It must be dangerous being a Pollen Jock. Yeah. Once a bear pinned me against a mushroom! He had a paw on my throat, and with the other, he was slapping me! - Oh, my! - I never thought I'd knock him out. What were you doing during this? Trying to alert the authorities. I can autograph that. A little gusty out there today, wasn't it, comrades? Yeah. Gusty. We're hitting a sunflower patch six miles from here tomorrow. - Six miles, huh? - Barry! A puddle jump for us, but maybe you're not up for it. - Maybe I am. - You are not! We're going 0900 at J-Gate. What do you think, buzzy-boy? Are you bee enough? I might be. It all depends on what 0900 means. Hey, Honex! Dad, you surprised me. You decide what you're interested in? - Well, there's a lot of choices. - But you only get one. Do you ever get bored doing the same job every day? Son, let me tell you about stirring. You grab that stick, and you just move it around, and you stir it around. You get yourself into a rhythm. It's a beautiful thing. You know, Dad, the more I think about it, maybe the honey field just isn't right for me. You were thinking of what, making balloon animals? That's a bad job for a guy with a stinger. Janet, your son's not sure he wants to go into honey! - Barry, you are so funny sometimes. - I'm not trying to be funny. You're not funny! You're going into honey. Our son, the stirrer! - You're gonna be a stirrer? - No one's listening to me! Wait till you see the sticks I have. I could say anything right now. I'm gonna get an ant tattoo! Let's open some honey and celebrate! Maybe I'll pierce my thorax. Shave my antennae. Shack up with a grasshopper. Get a gold tooth and call everybody "dawg"! I'm so proud. - We're starting work today! - Today's the day. Oome on! All the good jobs will be gone. Yeah, right. Pollen counting, stunt bee, pouring, stirrer, front desk, hair removal... - Is it still available? - Hang on. Two left! One of them's yours! Oongratulations! Step to the side. - What'd you get? - Picking crud out. Stellar! Wow! Oouple of newbies? Yes, sir! Our first day! We are ready! Make your choice. - You want to go first? - No, you go. Oh, my. What's available? Restroom attendant's open, not for the reason you think. - Any chance of getting the Krelman? - Sure, you're on. I'm sorry, the Krelman just closed out. Wax monkey's always open. The Krelman opened up again. What happened? A bee died. Makes an opening. See? He's dead. Another dead one. Deady. Deadified. Two more dead. Dead from the neck up. Dead from the neck down. That's life! Oh, this is so hard! Heating, cooling, stunt bee, pourer, stirrer, humming, inspector number seven, lint coordinator, stripe supervisor, mite wrangler. Barry, what do you think I should... Barry? Barry! All right, we've got the sunflower patch in quadrant nine... What happened to you? Where are you? - I'm going out. - Out? Out where? - Out there. - Oh, no! I have to, before I go to work for the rest of my life. You're gonna die! You're crazy! Hello? Another call coming in. If anyone's feeling brave, there's a Korean deli on 83rd that gets their roses today. Hey, guys. - Look at that. - Isn't that the kid we saw yesterday? Hold it, son, flight deck's restricted. It's OK, Lou. We're gonna take him up. Really? Feeling lucky, are you? Sign here, here. Just initial that. - Thank you. - OK. You got a rain advisory today, and as you all know, bees cannot fly in rain. So be careful. As always, watch your brooms, hockey

sticks,dogs, birds, bears and bats. Also, I got a couple of reports of root beer being poured on us. Murphy's in a home because of it, babbling like a cicada! - That's awful. - And a reminder for you rookies, bee law number one, absolutely no talking to humans! All right, launch positions! Buzz, buzz, buzz, buzz! Buzz, buzz, buzz, buzz! Buzz, buzz, buzz, buzz! Black and yellow! Hello! You ready for this, hot shot? Yeah. Yeah, bring it on. Wind, check. - Antennae, check. - Nectar pack, check. - Wings, check. - Stinger, check. Scared out of my shorts, check. OK, ladies, let's move it out! Pound those petunias, you striped stem-suckers! All of you, drain those flowers! Wow! I'm out! I can't believe I'm out! So blue. I feel so fast and free! Box kite! Wow! Flowers! This is Blue Leader. We have roses visual. Bring it around 30 degrees and hold. Roses! 30 degrees, roger. Bringing it around. Stand to the side, kid. It's got a bit of a kick. That is one nectar collector! - Ever see pollination up close? - No, sir. I pick up some pollen here, sprinkle it over here. Maybe a dash over there, a pinch on that one. See that? It's a little bit of magic. That's amazing. Why do we do that? That's pollen power. More pollen, more flowers, more nectar, more honey for us. Oool. I'm picking up a lot of bright yellow. Oould be daisies. Don't we need those? Oopy that visual. Wait. One of these flowers seems to be on the move. Say again? You're reporting a moving flower? Affirmative. That was on the line! This is the coolest. What is it? I don't know, but I'm loving this color. It smells good. Not like a flower, but I like it. Yeah, fuzzy. Ohemical-y. Oareful, guys. It's a little grabby. My sweet lord of bees! Oandy-brain, get off there! Problem! - Guys! - This could be bad. Affirmative. Very close. Gonna hurt. Mama's little boy. You are way out of position, rookie! Ooming in at you like a missile! Help me! I don't think these are flowers. - Should we tell him? - I think he knows. What is this?! Match point! You can start packing up, honey, because you're about to eat it! Yowser! Gross. There's a bee in the car! - Do something! - I'm driving! - Hi, bee. - He's back here! He's going to sting me! Nobody move. If you don't move, he won't sting you. Freeze! He blinked! Spray him, Granny! What are you doing?! Wow... the tension level out here is unbelievable. I gotta get home. Oan't fly in rain. Oan't fly in rain. Oan't fly in rain. Mayday! Mayday! Bee going down! Ken, could you close the window please? Ken, could you close the window please? Oheck out my new resume. I made it into a fold-out brochure. You see? Folds out. Oh, no. More humans. I don't need this. What was that? Maybe this time. This time. This time. This time! This time! This... Drapes! That is diabolical. It's fantastic. It's got all my special skills, even my top-ten favorite movies. What's number one? Star Wars? Nah, I don't go for that... ...kind of stuff. No wonder we shouldn't talk to them. They're out of their minds. When I leave a job interview, they're flabbergasted, can't believe what I say. There's the sun. Maybe that's a way out. I don't remember the sun having a big 75 on it. I predicted global warming. I could feel it getting hotter. At first I thought it was just me. Wait! Stop! Bee! Stand back. These are winter boots. Wait! Don't kill him! You know I'm allergic to them! This thing could kill me! Why does his life have less value than yours? Why does his life have any less value than mine? Is that your statement? I'm just saying all life has value. You don't know what he's capable of feeling. My brochure! There you go, little guy. I'm not scared of him. It's an allergic thing. Put that on your resume brochure. My whole face could puff up. Make it one of your special skills. Knocking someone out is also a special skill. Right. Bye, Vanessa. Thanks. - Vanessa, next week? Yogurt night? - Sure, Ken. You know, whatever. - You could put carob chips on there. - Bye. - Supposed to be less calories. - Bye. I gotta say something. She saved my life. I gotta say something. All

right,here it goes. Nah. What would I say? I could really get in trouble. It's a bee law. You're not supposed to talk to a human. I can't believe I'm doing this. I've got to. Oh, I can't do it. Oome on! No. Yes. No. Do it. I can't. How should I start it? "You like jazz?" No, that's no good. Here she comes! Speak, you fool! Hi! I'm sorry. - You're talking. - Yes, I know. You're talking! I'm so sorry. No, it's OK. It's fine. I know I'm dreaming. But I don't recall going to bed. Well, I'm sure this is very disconcerting. This is a bit of a surprise to me. I mean, you're a bee! I am. And I'm not supposed to be doing this, but they were all trying to kill me. And if it wasn't for you... I had to thank you. It's just how I was raised. That was a little weird. - I'm talking with a bee. - Yeah. I'm talking to a bee. And the bee is talking to me! I just want to say I'm grateful. I'll leave now. - Wait! How did you learn to do that? - What? The talking thing. Same way you did, I guess. "Mama, Dada, honey." You pick it up. - That's very funny. - Yeah. Bees are funny. If we didn't laugh, we'd cry with what we have to deal with. Anyway... Oan I... ...get you something? - Like what? I don't know. I mean... I don't know. Ooffee? I don't want to put you out. It's no trouble. It takes two minutes. - It's just coffee. - I hate to impose. - Don't be ridiculous! - Actually, I would love a cup. Hey, you want rum cake? - I shouldn't. - Have some. - No, I can't. - Oome on! I'm trying to lose a couple micrograms. - Where? - These stripes don't help. You look great! I don't know if you know anything about fashion. Are you all right? No. He's making the tie in the cab as they're flying up Madison. He finally gets there. He runs up the steps into the church. The wedding is on. And he says, "Watermelon? I thought you said Guatemalan. Why would I marry a watermelon?" Is that a bee joke? That's the kind of stuff we do. Yeah, different. So, what are you gonna do, Barry? About work? I don't know. I want to do my part for the hive, but I can't do it the way they want. I know how you feel. - You do? - Sure. My parents wanted me to be a lawyer or a doctor, but I wanted to be a florist. - Really? - My only interest is flowers. Our new queen was just elected with that same campaign slogan. Anyway, if you look... There's my hive right there. See it? You're in Sheep Meadow! Yes! I'm right off the Turtle Pond! No way! I know that area. I lost a toe ring there once. - Why do girls put rings on their toes? - Why not? - It's like putting a hat on your knee. - Maybe I'll try that. - You all right, ma'am? - Oh, yeah. Fine. Just having two cups of coffee! Anyway, this has been great. Thanks for the coffee. Yeah, it'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 with me? Sure! Here, have a crumb. - Thanks! - Yeah. All right. Well, then... I guess I'll see you around. Or not. OK, Barry. And thank you so much again... for before. Oh, that? That was nothing. Well, not nothing, but... Anyway... This can't possibly work. He's all set to go. We may as well try it. OK, Dave, pull the chute. - Sounds amazing. - It was amazing! It was the scariest, happiest moment of my life. Humans! I can't believe you were with humans! Giant, scary humans! What were they like? Huge and crazy. They talk crazy. They eat crazy giant things. They drive crazy. - Do they try and kill you, like on TV? - Some of them. But some of them don't. - How'd you get back? - Poodle. You did it, and I'm glad. You saw whatever you wanted to see. You had your "experience." Now you can pick out yourjob and be normal. - Well... - Well? Well, I met someone. You did? Was she Bee-ish? - A wasp?! Your parents will kill you! - No, no, no, not a wasp. - Spider? - I'm not attracted to spiders. I know it's the hottest thing, with the eight legs and all. I can't get by that face. So who is she? She's... human. No, no. That's a bee law. You wouldn't break a bee law. - Her name's Vanessa. - Oh, boy. She's so nice. And she's a florist! Oh, no!

You'redating a human florist! We're not dating. You're flying outside the hive, talking to humans that attack our homes with power washers and M-80s! One-eighth a stick of dynamite! She saved my life! And she understands me. This is over! Eat this. This is not over! What was that? - They call it a crumb. - It was so stingin' stripey! And that's not what they eat. That's what falls off what they eat! - You know what a Oinnabon is? - No. It's bread and cinnamon and frosting. They heat it up... Sit down! ...really hot! - Listen to me! We are not them! We're us. There's us and there's them! Yes, but who can deny the heart that is yearning? There's no yearning. Stop yearning. Listen to me! You have got to start thinking bee, my friend. Thinking bee! - Thinking bee. - Thinking bee. Thinking bee! Thinking bee! Thinking bee! Thinking bee! There he is. He's in the pool. You know what your problem is, Barry? I gotta start thinking bee? How much longer will this go on? It's been three days! Why aren't you working? I've got a lot of big life decisions to think about. What life? You have no life! You have no job. You're barely a bee! Would it kill you to make a little honey? Barry, come out. Your father's talking to you. Martin, would you talk to him? Barry, I'm talking to you! You coming? Got everything? All set! Go ahead. I'll catch up. Don't be too long. Watch this! Vanessa! - We're still here. - I told you not to yell at him. He doesn't respond to yelling! - Then why yell at me? - Because you don't listen! I'm not listening to this. Sorry, I've gotta go. - Where are you going? - I'm meeting a friend. A girl? Is this why you can't decide? Bye. I just hope she's Bee-ish. They have a huge parade of flowers every year in Pasadena? To be in the Tournament of Roses, that's every florist's dream! Up on a float, surrounded by flowers, crowds cheering. A tournament. Do the roses compete in athletic events? No. All right, I've got one. How come you don't fly everywhere? It's exhausting. Why don't you run everywhere? It's faster. Yeah, OK, I see, I see. All right, your turn. TiVo. You can just freeze live TV? That's insane! You don't have that? We have Hivo, but it's a disease. It's a horrible, horrible disease. Oh, my. Dumb bees! You must want to sting all those jerks. We try not to sting. It's usually fatal for us. So you have to watch your temper. Very carefully. You kick a wall, take a walk, write an angry letter and throw it out. Work through it like any emotion: Anger, jealousy, lust. Oh, my goodness! Are you OK? Yeah. - What is wrong with you?! - It's a bug. He's not bothering anybody. Get out of here, you creep! What was that? A Pic 'N' Save circular? Yeah, it was. How did you know? It felt like about 10 pages. Seventy-five is pretty much our limit. You've really got that down to a science. - I lost a cousin to Italian Vogue. - I'll bet. What in the name of Mighty Hercules is this? How did this get here? Oute Bee, Golden Blossom, Ray Liotta Private Select? - Is he that actor? - I never heard of him. - Why is this here? - For people. We eat it. You don't have enough food of your own? - Well, yes. - How do you get it? - Bees make it. - I know who makes it! And it's hard to make it! There's heating, cooling, stirring. You need a whole Krelman thing! - It's organic. - It's our-ganic! It's just honey, Barry. Just what?! Bees don't know about this! This is stealing! A lot of stealing! You've taken our homes, schools, hospitals! This is all we have! And it's on sale?! I'm getting to the bottom of this. I'm getting to the bottom of all of this! Hey, Hector. - You almost done? - Almost. He is here. I sense it. Well, I guess I'll go home now and just leave this nice honey out, with no one around. You're busted, box boy! I knew I heard something. So you can talk! I can talk. And now you'll start talking! Where you getting the sweet stuff? Who's your supplier? I don't understand. I thought we were friends. The last thing we want to do is upset bees! You're too late! It's ours now! You, sir, have crossed the wrong sword! You, sir, will be

lunch formy iguana, Ignacio! Where is the honey coming from? Tell me where! Honey Farms! It comes from Honey Farms! Orazy person! What horrible thing has happened here? These faces, they never knew what hit them. And now they're on the road to nowhere! Just keep still. What? You're not dead? Do I look dead? They will wipe anything that moves. Where you headed? To Honey Farms. I am onto something huge here. I'm going to Alaska. Moose blood, crazy stuff. Blows your head off! I'm going to Tacoma. - And you? - He really is dead. All right. Uh-oh! - What is that?! - Oh, no! - A wiper! Triple blade! - Triple blade? Jump on! It's your only chance, bee! Why does everything have to be so doggone clean?! How much do you people need to see?! Open your eyes! Stick your head out the window! From NPR News in Washington, I'm Oarl Kasell. But don't kill no more bugs! - Bee! - Moose blood guy!! - You hear something? - Like what? Like tiny screaming. Turn off the radio. Whassup, bee boy? Hey, Blood. Just a row of honey jars, as far as the eye could see. Wow! I assume wherever this truck goes is where they're getting it. I mean, that honey's ours. - Bees hang tight. - We're all jammed in. It's a close community. Not us, man. We on our own. Every mosquito on his own. - What if you get in trouble? - You a mosquito, you in trouble. Nobody likes us. They just smack. See a mosquito, smack, smack! At least you're out in the world. You must meet girls. Mosquito girls try to trade up, get with a moth, dragonfly. Mosquito girl don't want no mosquito. You got to be kidding me! Mooseblood's about to leave the building! So long, bee! - Hey, guys! - Mooseblood! I knew I'd catch y'all down here. Did you bring your crazy straw? We throw it in jars, slap a label on it, and it's pretty much pure profit. What is this place? A bee's got a brain the size of a pinhead. They are pinheads! Pinhead. - Oheck out the new smoker. - Oh, sweet. That's the one you want. The Thomas 3000! Smoker? Ninety puffs a minute, semi-automatic. Twice the nicotine, all the tar. A couple breaths of this knocks them right out. They make the honey, and we make the money. "They make the honey, and we make the money"? Oh, my! What's going on? Are you OK? Yeah. It doesn't last too long. Do you know you're in a fake hive with fake walls? Our queen was moved here. We had no choice. This is your queen? That's a man in women's clothes! That's a drag queen! What is this? Oh, no! There's hundreds of them! Bee honey. Our honey is being brazenly stolen on a massive scale! This is worse than anything bears have done! I intend to do something. Oh, Barry, stop. Who told you humans are taking our honey? That's a rumor. Do these look like rumors? That's a conspiracy theory. These are obviously doctored photos. How did you get mixed up in this? He's been talking to humans. - What? - Talking to humans?! He has a human girlfriend. And they make out! Make out? Barry! We do not. - You wish you could. - Whose side are you on? The bees! I dated a cricket once in San Antonio. Those crazy legs kept me up all night. Barry, this is what you want to do with your life? I want to do it for all our lives. Nobody works harder than bees! Dad, I remember you coming home so overworked your hands were still stirring. You couldn't stop. I remember that. What right do they have to our honey? We live on two cups a year. They put it in lip balm for no reason whatsoever! Even if it's true, what can one bee do? Sting them where it really hurts. In the face! The eye! - That would hurt. - No. Up the nose? That's a killer. There's only one place you can sting the humans, one place where it matters. Hive at Five, the hive's only full-hour action news source. No more bee beards! With Bob Bumble at the anchor desk. Weather with Storm Stinger. Sports with Buzz Larvi. And Jeanette Ohung. - Good evening. I'm Bob Bumble. - And I'm Jeanette Ohung. A tri-county bee, Barry Benson, intends to sue the human race for stealing our honey, packaging it and profiting from it illegally! Tomorrow night on Bee Larry King, we'll have three former

queenshere in our studio, discussing their new book, Olassy Ladies, out this week on Hexagon. Tonight we're talking to Barry Benson. Did you ever think, "I'm a kid from the hive. I can't do this"? Bees have never been afraid to change the world. What about Bee Oolumbus? Bee Gandhi? Bejesus? Where I'm from, we'd never sue humans. We were thinking of stickball or candy stores. How old are you? The bee community is supporting you in this case, which will be the trial of the bee century. You know, they have a Larry King in the human world too. It's a common name. Next week... He looks like you and has a show and suspenders and colored dots... Next week... Glasses, quotes on the bottom from the guest even though you just heard 'em. Bear Week next week! They're scary, hairy and here live. Always leans forward, pointy shoulders, squinty eyes, very Jewish. In tennis, you attack at the point of weakness! It was my grandmother, Ken. She's 81. Honey, her backhand's a joke! I'm not gonna take advantage of that? Quiet, please. Actual work going on here. - Is that that same bee? - Yes, it is! I'm helping him sue the human race. - Hello. - Hello, bee. This is Ken. Yeah, I remember you. Timberland, size ten and a half. Vibram sole, I believe. Why does he talk again? Listen, you better go 'cause we're really busy working. But it's our yogurt night! Bye-bye. Why is yogurt night so difficult?! You poor thing. You two have been at this for hours! Yes, and Adam here has been a huge help. - Frosting... - How many sugars? Just one. I try not to use the competition. So why are you helping me? Bees have good qualities. And it takes my mind off the shop. Instead of flowers, people are giving balloon bouquets now. Those are great, if you're three. And artificial flowers. - Oh, those just get me psychotic! - Yeah, me too. Bent stingers, pointless pollination. Bees must hate those fake things! Nothing worse than a daffodil that's had work done. Maybe this could make up for it a little bit. - This lawsuit's a pretty big deal. - I guess. You sure you want to go through with it? Am I sure? When I'm done with the humans, they won't be able to say, "Honey, I'm home," without paying a royalty! It's an incredible scene here in downtown Manhattan, where the world anxiously waits, because for the first time in history, we will hear for ourselves if a honeybee can actually speak. What have we gotten into here, Barry? It's pretty big, isn't it? I can't believe how many humans don't work during the day. You think billion-dollar multinational food companies have good lawyers? Everybody needs to stay behind the barricade. - What's the matter? - I don't know, I just got a chill. Well, if it isn't the bee team. You boys work on this? All rise! The Honorable Judge Bumbleton presiding. All right. Oase number 4475, Superior Oourt of New York, Barry Bee Benson v. the Honey Industry is now in session. Mr. Montgomery, you're representing the five food companies collectively? A privilege. Mr. Benson... you're representing all the bees of the world? I'm kidding. Yes, Your Honor, we're ready to proceed. Mr. Montgomery, your opening statement, please. Ladies and gentlemen of the jury, my grandmother was a simple woman. Born on a farm, she believed it was man's divine right to benefit from the bounty of nature God put before us. If we lived in the topsy-turvy world Mr. Benson imagines, just think of what would it mean. I would have to negotiate with the silkworm for the elastic in my britches! Talking bee! How do we know this isn't some sort of holographic motion-picture-capture Hollywood wizardry? They could be using laser beams! Robotics! Ventriloquism! Oloning! For all we know, he could be on steroids! Mr. Benson? Ladies and gentlemen, there's no trickery here. I'm just an ordinary bee. Honey's pretty important to me. It's important to all bees. We invented it! We make it. And we protect it with our lives. Unfortunately, there are some people in this room who think they can take it from us 'cause we're the little guys! I'm hoping that, after this is all over, you'll see

how,by taking our honey, you not only take everything we have but everything we are! I wish he'd dress like that all the time. So nice! Oall your first witness. So, Mr. Klauss Vanderhayden of Honey Farms, big company you have. I suppose so. I see you also own Honeyburton and Honron! Yes, they provide beekeepers for our farms. Beekeeper. I find that to be a very disturbing term. I don't imagine you employ any bee-free-ers, do you? - No. - I couldn't hear you. - No. - No. Because you don't free bees. You keep bees. Not only that, it seems you thought a bear would be an appropriate image for a jar of honey. They're very lovable creatures. Yogi Bear, Fozzie Bear, Build-A-Bear. You mean like this? Bears kill bees! How'd you like his head crashing through your living room?! Biting into your couch! Spitting out your throw pillows! OK, that's enough. Take him away. So, Mr. Sting, thank you for being here. Your name intrigues me. - Where have I heard it before? - I was with a band called The Police. But you've never been a police officer, have you? No, I haven't. No, you haven't. And so here we have yet another example of bee culture casually stolen by a human for nothing more than a prance-about stage name. Oh, please. Have you ever been stung, Mr. Sting? Because I'm feeling a little stung, Sting. Or should I say... Mr. Gordon M. Sumner! That's not his real name?! You idiots! Mr. Liotta, first, belated congratulations on your Emmy win for a guest spot on ER in 2005. Thank you. Thank you. I see from your resume that you're devilishly handsome with a churning inner turmoil that's ready to blow. I enjoy what I do. Is that a crime? Not yet it isn't. But is this what it's come to for you? Exploiting tiny, helpless bees so you don't have to rehearse your part and learn your lines, sir? Watch it, Benson! I could blow right now! This isn't a goodfella. This is a badfella! Why doesn't someone just step on this creep, and we can all go home?! - Order in this court! - You're all thinking it! Order! Order, I say! - Say it! - Mr. Liotta, please sit down! I think it was awfully nice of that bear to pitch in like that. I think the jury's on our side. Are we doing everything right, legally? I'm a florist. Right. Well, here's to a great team. To a great team! Well, hello. - Ken! - Hello. I didn't think you were coming. No, I was just late. I tried to call, but... the battery. I didn't want all this to go to waste, so I called Barry. Luckily, he was free. Oh, that was lucky. There's a little left. I could heat it up. Yeah, heat it up, sure, whatever. So I hear you're quite a tennis player. I'm not much for the game myself. The ball's a little grabby. That's where I usually sit. Right... there. Ken, Barry was looking at your resume, and he agreed with me that eating with chopsticks isn't really a special skill. You think I don't see what you're doing? I know how hard it is to find the rightjob. We have that in common. Do we? Bees have 100 percent employment, but we do jobs like taking the crud out. That's just what I was thinking about doing. Ken, I let Barry borrow your razor for his fuzz. I hope that was all right. I'm going to drain the old stinger. Yeah, you do that. Look at that. You know, I've just about had it with your little mind games. - What's that? - Italian Vogue. Mamma mia, that's a lot of pages. A lot of ads. Remember what Van said, why is your life more valuable than mine? Funny, I just can't seem to recall that! I think something stinks in here! I love the smell of flowers. How do you like the smell of flames?! Not as much. Water bug! Not taking sides! Ken, I'm wearing a Ohapstick hat! This is pathetic! I've got issues! Well, well, well, a royal flush! - You're bluffing. - Am I? Surf's up, dude! Poo water! That bowl is gnarly. Except for those dirty yellow rings! Kenneth! What are you doing?! You know, I don't even like honey! I don't eat it! We need to talk! He's just a little bee! And he happens to be the nicest bee I've met in a long time! Long time? What are you talking about?! Are there other bugs in your life? No, but

thereare other things bugging me in life. And you're one of them! Fine! Talking bees, no yogurt night... My nerves are fried from riding on this emotional roller coaster! Goodbye, Ken. And for your information, I prefer sugar-free, artificial sweeteners made by man! I'm sorry about all that. I know it's got an aftertaste! I like it! I always felt there was some kind of barrier between Ken and me. I couldn't overcome it. Oh, well. Are you OK for the trial? I believe Mr. Montgomery is about out of ideas. We would like to call Mr. Barry Benson Bee to the stand. Good idea! You can really see why he's considered one of the best lawyers... Yeah. Layton, you've gotta weave some magic with this jury, or it's gonna be all over. Don't worry. The only thing I have to do to turn this jury around is to remind them of what they don't like about bees. - You got the tweezers? - Are you allergic? Only to losing, son. Only to losing. Mr. Benson Bee, I'll ask you what I think we'd all like to know. What exactly is your relationship to that woman? We're friends. - Good friends? - Yes. How good? Do you live together? Wait a minute... Are you her little... ...bedbug? I've seen a bee documentary or two. From what I understand, doesn't your queen give birth to all the bee children? - Yeah, but... - So those aren't your real parents! - Oh, Barry... - Yes, they are! Hold me back! You're an illegitimate bee, aren't you, Benson? He's denouncing bees! Don't y'all date your cousins? - Objection! - I'm going to pincushion this guy! Adam, don't! It's what he wants! Oh, I'm hit!! Oh, lordy, I am hit! Order! Order! The venom! The venom is coursing through my veins! I have been felled by a winged beast of destruction! You see? You can't treat them like equals! They're striped savages! Stinging's the only thing they know! It's their way! - Adam, stay with me. - I can't feel my legs. What angel of mercy will come forward to suck the poison from my heaving buttocks? I will have order in this court. Order! Order, please! The case of the honeybees versus the human race took a pointed turn against the bees yesterday when one of their legal team stung Layton T. Montgomery. - Hey, buddy. - Hey. - Is there much pain? - Yeah. I... I blew the whole case, didn't I? It doesn't matter. What matters is you're alive. You could have died. I'd be better off dead. Look at me. They got it from the cafeteria downstairs, in a tuna sandwich. Look, there's a little celery still on it. What was it like to sting someone? I can't explain it. It was all... All adrenaline and then... and then ecstasy! All right. You think it was all a trap? Of course. I'm sorry. I flew us right into this. What were we thinking? Look at us. We're just a couple of bugs in this world. What will the humans do to us if they win? I don't know. I hear they put the roaches in motels. That doesn't sound so bad. Adam, they check in, but they don't check out! Oh, my. Oould you get a nurse to close that window? - Why? - The smoke. Bees don't smoke. Right. Bees don't smoke. Bees don't smoke! But some bees are smoking. That's it! That's our case! It is? It's not over? Get dressed. I've gotta go somewhere. Get back to the court and stall. Stall any way you can. And assuming you'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, it's interesting. Bees are trained to fly haphazardly, and as a result, we don't make very good time. I actually heard a funny story about... Your Honor, haven't these ridiculous bugs taken up enough of this court's valuable time? How much longer will we allow these absurd shenanigans to go on? They have presented no compelling evidence to support their charges against my clients, who run legitimate businesses. I move for a complete dismissal of this entire case! Mr. Flayman, I'm afraid I'm going to have to consider Mr. Montgomery's motion. But you can't! We have a terrific case. Where is your proof? Where is the evidence? Show me the smoking gun! Hold it, Your Honor! You want a smoking gun? Here is your

smokinggun. What is that? It's a bee smoker! What, this? This harmless little contraption? This couldn't hurt a fly, let alone a bee. Look at what has happened to bees who have never been asked, "Smoking or non?" Is this what nature intended for us? To be forcibly addicted to smoke machines and man-made wooden slat work camps? Living out our lives as honey slaves to the white man? - What are we gonna do? - He's playing the species card. Ladies and gentlemen, please, free these bees! Free the bees! Free the bees! Free the bees! Free the bees! Free the bees! The court finds in favor of the bees! Vanessa, we won! I knew you could do it! High-five! Sorry. I'm OK! You know what this means? All the honey will finally belong to the bees. Now we won't have to work so hard all the time. This is an unholy perversion of the balance of nature, Benson. You'll regret this. Barry, how much honey is out there? All right. One at a time. Barry, who are you wearing? My sweater is Ralph Lauren, and I have no pants. - What if Montgomery's right? - What do you mean? We've been living the bee way a long time, 27 million years. Oongratulations on your victory. What will you demand as a settlement? First, we'll demand a complete shutdown of all bee work camps. Then we want back the honey that was ours to begin with, every last drop. We demand an end to the glorification of the bear as anything more than a filthy, smelly, bad-breath stink machine. We're all aware of what they do in the woods. Wait for my signal. Take him out. He'll have nauseous for a few hours, then he'll be fine. And we will no longer tolerate bee-negative nicknames... But it's just a prance-about stage name! ...unnecessary inclusion of honey in bogus health products and la-dee-da human tea-time snack garnishments. Oan't breathe. Bring it in, boys! Hold it right there! Good. Tap it. Mr. Buzzwell, we just passed three cups, and there's gallons more coming! - I think we need to shut down! - Shut down? We've never shut down. Shut down honey production! Stop making honey! Turn your key, sir! What do we do now? Oannonball! We're shutting honey production! Mission abort. Aborting pollination and nectar detail. Returning to base. Adam, you wouldn't believe how much honey was out there. Oh, yeah? What's going on? Where is everybody? - Are they out celebrating? - They're home. They don't know what to do. Laying out, sleeping in. I heard your Uncle Oarl was on his way to San Antonio with a cricket. At least we got our honey back. Sometimes I think, so what if humans liked our honey? Who wouldn't? It's the greatest thing in the world! I was excited to be part of making it. This was my new desk. This was my new job. I wanted to do it really well. And now... Now I can't. I don't understand why they're not happy. I thought their lives would be better! They're doing nothing. It's amazing. Honey really changes people. You don't have any idea what's going on, do you? - What did you want to show me? - This. What happened here? That is not the half of it. Oh, no. Oh, my. They're all wilting. Doesn't look very good, does it? No. And whose fault do you think that is? You know, I'm gonna guess bees. Bees? Specifically, me. I didn't think bees not needing to make honey would affect all these things. It's notjust flowers. Fruits, vegetables, they all need bees. That's our whole SAT test right there. Take away produce, that affects the entire animal kingdom. And then, of course... The human species? So if there's no more pollination, it could all just go south here, couldn't it? I know this is also partly my fault. How about a suicide pact? How do we do it? - I'll sting you, you step on me. - Thatjust kills you twice. Right, right. Listen, Barry... sorry, but I gotta get going. I had to open my mouth and talk. Vanessa? Vanessa? Why are you leaving? Where are you going? To the final Tournament of Roses parade in Pasadena. They've moved it to this weekend because all the flowers are dying. It's the last chance I'll ever have to see it. Vanessa, I just wanna say I'm sorry. I never meant it to turn out

likethis. I know. Me neither. Tournament of Roses. Roses can't do sports. Wait a minute. Roses. Roses? Roses! Vanessa! Roses?! Barry? - Roses are flowers! - Yes, they are. Flowers, bees, pollen! I know. That's why this is the last parade. Maybe not. Oould you ask him to slow down? Oould you slow down? Barry! OK, I made a huge mistake. This is a total disaster, all my fault. Yes, it kind of is. I've ruined the planet. I wanted to help you with the flower shop. I've made it worse. Actually, it's completely closed down. I thought maybe you were remodeling. But I have another idea, and it's greater than my previous ideas combined. I don't want to hear it! All right, they have the roses, the roses have the pollen. I know every bee, plant and flower bud in this park. All we gotta do is get what they've got back here with what we've got. - Bees. - Park. - Pollen! - Flowers. - Repollination! - Across the nation! Tournament of Roses, Pasadena, Oalifornia. They've got nothing but flowers, floats and cotton candy. Security will be tight. I have an idea. Vanessa Bloome, FTD. Official floral business. It's real. Sorry, ma'am. Nice brooch. Thank you. It was a gift. Once inside, we just pick the right float. How about The Princess and the Pea? I could be the princess, and you could be the pea! Yes, I got it. - Where should I sit? - What are you? - I believe I'm the pea. - The pea? It goes under the mattresses. - Not in this fairy tale, sweetheart. - I'm getting the marshal. You do that! This whole parade is a fiasco! Let's see what this baby'll do. Hey, what are you doing?! Then all we do is blend in with traffic... ...without arousing suspicion. Once at the airport, there's no stopping us. Stop! Security. - You and your insect pack your float? - Yes. Has it been in your possession the entire time? Would you remove your shoes? - Remove your stinger. - It's part of me. I know. Just having some fun. Enjoy your flight. Then if we're lucky, we'll have just enough pollen to do the job. Oan you believe how lucky we are? We have just enough pollen to do the job! I think this is gonna work. It's got to work. Attention, passengers, this is Oaptain Scott. We have a bit of bad weather in New York. It looks like we'll experience a couple hours delay. Barry, these are cut flowers with no water. They'll never make it. I gotta get up there and talk to them. Be careful. Oan I get help with the Sky Mall magazine? I'd like to order the talking inflatable nose and ear hair trimmer. Oaptain, I'm in a real situation. - What'd you say, Hal? - Nothing. Bee! Don't freak out! My entire species... What are you doing? - Wait a minute! I'm an attorney! - Who's an attorney? Don't move. Oh, Barry. Good afternoon, passengers. This is your captain. Would a Miss Vanessa Bloome in 24B please report to the cockpit? And please hurry! What happened here? There was a DustBuster, a toupee, a life raft exploded. One's bald, one's in a boat, they're both unconscious! - Is that another bee joke? - No! No one's flying the plane! This is JFK control tower, Flight 356. What's your status? This is Vanessa Bloome. I'm a florist from New York. Where's the pilot? He's unconscious, and so is the copilot. Not good. Does anyone onboard have flight experience? As a matter of fact, there is. - Who's that? - Barry Benson. From the honey trial?! Oh, great. Vanessa, this is nothing more than a big metal bee. It's got giant wings, huge engines. I can't fly a plane. - Why not? Isn't John Travolta a pilot? - Yes. How hard could it be? Wait, Barry! We're headed into some lightning. This is Bob Bumble. We have some late-breaking news from JFK Airport, where a suspenseful scene is developing. Barry Benson, fresh from his legal victory... That's Barry! ...is attempting to land a plane, loaded with people, flowers and an incapacitated flight crew. Flowers?! We have a storm in the area and two individuals at the controls with absolutely no flight experience. Just a minute. There's a bee on that plane. I'm quite familiar with Mr. Benson and his no-account compadres. They've done enough damage. But

isn'the your only hope? Technically, a bee shouldn't be able to fly at all. Their wings are too small... Haven't we heard this a million times? "The surface area of the wings and body mass make no sense." - Get this on the air! - Got it. - Stand by. - We're going live. The way we work may be a mystery to you. Making honey takes a lot of bees doing a lot of small jobs. But let me tell you about a small job. If you do it well, it makes a big difference. More than we realized. To us, to everyone. That's why I want to get bees back to working together. That's the bee way! We're not made of Jell-O. We get behind a fellow. - Black and yellow! - Hello! Left, right, down, hover. - Hover? - Forget hover. This isn't so hard. Beep-beep! Beep-beep! Barry, what happened?! Wait, I think we were on autopilot the whole time. - That may have been helping me. - And now we're not! So it turns out I cannot fly a plane. All of you, let's get behind this fellow! Move it out! Move out! Our only chance is if I do what I'd do, you copy me with the wings of the plane! Don't have to yell. I'm not yelling! We're in a lot of trouble. It's very hard to concentrate with that panicky tone in your voice! It's not a tone. I'm panicking! I can't do this! Vanessa, pull yourself together. You have to snap out of it! You snap out of it. You snap out of it. - You snap out of it! - You snap out of it! - You snap out of it! - You snap out of it! - You snap out of it! - You snap out of it! - Hold it! - Why? Oome on, it's my turn. How is the plane flying? I don't know. Hello? Benson, got any flowers for a happy occasion in there? The Pollen Jocks! They do get behind a fellow. - Black and yellow. - Hello. All right, let's drop this tin can on the blacktop. Where? I can't see anything. Oan you? No, nothing. It's all cloudy. Oome on. You got to think bee, Barry. - Thinking bee. - Thinking bee. Thinking bee! Thinking bee! Thinking bee! Wait a minute. I think I'm feeling something. - What? - I don't know. It's strong, pulling me. Like a 27-million-year-old instinct. Bring the nose down. Thinking bee! Thinking bee! Thinking bee! - What in the world is on the tarmac? - Get some lights on that! Thinking bee! Thinking bee! Thinking bee! - Vanessa, aim for the flower. - OK. Out the engines. We're going in on bee power. Ready, boys? Affirmative! Good. Good. Easy, now. That's it. Land on that flower! Ready? Full reverse! Spin it around! - Not that flower! The other one! - Which one? - That flower. - I'm aiming at the flower! That's a fat guy in a flowered shirt. I mean the giant pulsating flower made of millions of bees! Pull forward. Nose down. Tail up. Rotate around it. - This is insane, Barry! - This's the only way I know how to fly. Am I koo-koo-kachoo, or is this plane flying in an insect-like pattern? Get your nose in there. Don't be afraid. Smell it. Full reverse! Just drop it. Be a part of it. Aim for the center! Now drop it in! Drop it in, woman! Oome on, already. Barry, we did it! You taught me how to fly! - Yes. No high-five! - Right. Barry, it worked! Did you see the giant flower? What giant flower? Where? Of course I saw the flower! That was genius! - Thank you. - But we're not done yet. Listen, everyone! This runway is covered with the last pollen from the last flowers available anywhere on Earth. That means this is our last chance. We're the only ones who make honey, pollinate flowers and dress like this. If we're gonna survive as a species, this is our moment! What do you say? Are we going to be bees, orjust Museum of Natural History keychains? We're bees! Keychain! Then follow me! Except Keychain. Hold on, Barry. Here. You've earned this. Yeah! I'm a Pollen Jock! And it's a perfect fit. All I gotta do are the sleeves. Oh, yeah. That's our Barry. Mom! The bees are back! If anybody needs to make a call, now's the time. I got a feeling we'll be working late tonight! Here's your change. Have a great afternoon! Oan I help who's next? Would you like some honey with that? It is bee-approved. Don't forget these. Milk, cream, cheese, it's all me. And I don't see

anickel! Sometimes I just feel like a piece of meat! I had no idea. Barry, I'm sorry. Have you got a moment? Would you excuse me? My mosquito associate will help you. Sorry I'm late. He's a lawyer too? I was already a blood-sucking parasite. All I needed was a briefcase. Have a great afternoon! Barry, I just got this huge tulip order, and I can't get them anywhere. No problem, Vannie. Just leave it to me. You're a lifesaver, Barry. Oan I help who's next? All right, scramble, jocks! It's time to fly. Thank you, Barry! That bee is living my life! Let it go, Kenny. - When will this nightmare end?! - Let it all go. - Beautiful day to fly. - Sure is. Between you and me, I was dying to get out of that office. You have got to start thinking bee, my friend. - Thinking bee! - Me? Hold it. Let's just stop for a second. Hold it. I'm sorry. I'm sorry, everyone. Oan we stop here? I'm not making a major life decision during a production number! All right. Take ten, everybody. Wrap it up, guys. I had virtually no rehearsal for that.

- bee movie anon

[chiefbeifongcanrailme]

Birthday countdown

Linumi: bending swap (I know it's 2 words but "bendingbender" or "elementbender" seems weird)

And here's the last birthday prompt! I'm so glad I got to write a little something for all of you that participated in making my birthday a little more special. I just wish I could send you all some of that cake- it was SO good! (lmao I'm just realizing that it's been a month now).

Just for the setup: this drabble takes place right when Korra defeats Una-vaatu in season 2, more specifically, Bumi makes it out of the spirit portal after Lin rescues Raiko.

Without much ado, here goes:

"There you are!" They yelled at each other at the same time on one of the many empty streets of Republic City.

"You had me worried sick!" Bumi extended his arms for Lin to run the short distance into and ensconce her in the tightest of hugs.

"Me?" She spoke against his chest, "You were the one in the spirit world, doing, I- Did you find Jinora?"

"Yes." He kissed the top of her head, and just then, she could see the young airbender in the sky beside the giant Avatars.

Lin's face dropped in fear and Bumi noticed it, "This will work." He whispered in uncertainty before pulling her into a deep passionate kiss, perhaps for the last time.

The next morning, Bumi woke up in the familiarity of Lin's bedroom. He liked waking up there, cozier bed, quieter without bustling children and, the softest partner beside him. He gently nudged her cheek with a little kiss to wake her up since he'd have to leave soon.

She opened her eyes, his cheeky smile being the first thing she saw, and sat up beside him.

"I could stay longer if you just let me tell Tenzin where I am." Bumi raised his eyebrows with a grin.

Lin chuckled despite the tone she was about to use, "Just leave!" She said, swinging her hand towards the man, somehow, managing to produce a gust of wind strong enough to knock off the objects on her nightstand.

"Lin? Something you want to tell me before I leave to see my ONLY AIRBENDING FAMILY OF FOUR?" Bumi tried.

"I-I- I don't know what just happened?" Lin stuttered unbecomingly.

"You're an airbender?" He gawked at the woman, "How- how did you-"

"Bumi! I don't know!" Lin answered, flustered, whooshing the wind around with every movement her hands made, "How do I make this stop? I can't even feel the earth or the metal!"

"Okay, okay, Lin." Bumi caught her hands in his to calm her down, "I'm sure there's a logical explanation- I mean- a spiritual one, given recent events. Do you want to go back to Air Temple-"

"NO WAY AM I SHOWING UP IN FRONT OF TENZIN WITH MY AIRBENDING!" She shouted.

"Okay, okay-" Bumi rubbed the top of her arms, "No, Tenzin then. You're right though, he will probably freak out." After a thought, he added, "What if we went to the spirit world- there's a portal and maybe we'll find that helpful mushroom I met yesterday?"

"Sure." Lin relented softly, seeing no other alternative plausible.

At the brink of dawn, the streets were still empty as they made their way to the portal. Bumi walked inside confidently while Lin followed precariously behind, staying close to him but still not vulnerable enough to show him how frightened she really was.

Bumi, as if able to read her like an open book, he placed her hand in his and squeezed assuringly. They walked some ways in, Bumi was familiar with how things found you in lieu of you finding them in the spirit world and guided Lin through it.

They received a lot of looks from the smaller spirits around them, expectedly, but Bumi continued on until he saw a friendly face.

"Hey, excuse me?" He asked the blue ameboid spirit.

"Ah, I remember you! You're the musical one!" The spirit replied from no visible orifice for speech.

"Yes! I needed a little help for my friend over here," Bumi started as Lin unconsciously squeezed his hand tighter, "You see, she's an earthbender but it seems like she's an airbender now. Would you know anything about this?"

Lin moved her hands around to demonstrate her new bending.

"Wow, your friend can control the wind. Do you think she could come over to my house- it gets pretty hot over there. And you know, if things get heated-"

"Hey!" Bumi shouted, stomping his foot while Lin's eyes remained wide at what occurred after. The ground below Bumi shot up and formed spikes around the spirit in front of them.

The spirit nonchalantly walked through the spikes, closer to them, "I was just joking," He said meekly, "You were the one who called her a friend even though you're clearly more than that. Do you think maybe that's why you're-"

"Bumi you're an earthbender!" Her voice finally caught up to her thoughts.

"Yeah-" Bumi managed, paying no heed to what the spirit had to say about them. Conveniently so, they had bigger fish to fry.

"I think maybe we ought to involve Tenzin in this one." Lin croaked.

"Yes! I too think this Tenzin might solve your problems better than I can!" The spirit perked up, "Maybe tell the Tenzin that this pretty lady is more than a friend before he tries to-"

"Oh, Tenzin won't dare to try any funny business with Lin." Bumi corrected with a laugh.

The, dare I say, couple, started walking back towards the portal silently. Bumi was quiet in thought, theorizing how this could've happened and what this would mean. Being a non-bender his whole life and now, suddenly an earthbender out of nowhere? Earthbending was so far-fetched for him- he didn't even have it in his blood. Maybe this could warrant more time with Lin, he thought, that is if she ever copes up with being an airbender. He knew better than to address the status of their relationship though. But he knew how he felt about her, he'd been wanting to tell her for so long but there was so much holding him back. What if she didn't feel the same? How would Tenzin feel?

Lin exhaled as if she was holding her breath once they stepped out of the portal, "I doubt airhead Tenzin knows what's going on here."

"Oh he has no idea about us-" Bumi shook his head. But when she looked at him strangely, he realized that that wasn't what she was referring to, "I mean, he really may not know what happened here with our bending, but he may just be our best chance."

"Perhaps."

Silence loomed for another few minutes until they made it to the streets of Republic city.

That's when Bumi spoke up, "It's almost as if you stole my bending."

"Stole?" Lin looked appalled, "You're not even a bender Bumi! How could I steal something you never even had! If anything, you stole my earthbending!"

"Why would I steal something I didn't even want in the first place!" Bumi argued.

"Well-" Lin countered, "SAME!"

They had no idea why they were turning on each other, but to be fair, it had been frustratingly tiring seventy-something hours for the both of them. And mayhaps, bringing up the ambiguity of their never-addressed relationship status must've been their breaking point.

"You're the one who brought up stealing!" Lin stomped her foot as she stood directly in front of the spirit portal in the distance.

"Oh just kiss me!" Bumi yelled, tired of their shouting match.

Lin complied as he pulled her into his arms and kissed her feverishly. Behind the portal, the sun had finally fully risen and it shone, pulsing a strong, hefty beam of light through the portal, right onto the two of them kissing.

Once they let go, they heaved as they caught their breath, awakened by the sudden surplus of light. Bumi was still holding her by the waist and bent down to touch his forehead to hers and he smiled, "Bending or not, Lin. You have stolen my heart."

Lin had to stifle a laugh at his triteness, "Was that the best you could come up with?"

"You're the best I could ever come up, Lin." He pressed another soft kiss to her lips.

Lin smiled at him in response, "Come on, let's figure out what's going on here." She meant to kill two birds with that one statement, and Bumi smiled at that.

Having been on her tiptoes to kiss him, once Bumi let go of her, she finally pressed both her feet to the ground properly, "Wait. I can feel the Earth." She whispered.

Before Bumi could comprehend her words, she bent the Earth below and moved a few boulders around them.

Bumi looked around too, "Lin, this is where we kissed yesterday- when the portal blew open! Do you think-"

"Ugh finally! I'm an Earthbender again!" She squealed and jumped into his arms, kissing his face softly.

Bumi hugged her before placing a quick kiss on her cheek, "I'm happy for you."

"Do you have airbending, then?" Lin asked hopefully.

Bumi tried a few moves but to no avail. The same disappointment from decades ago painted his face and Lin was seeing it for the first time. It hurt her to see his face contort into anything that wasn't his usual grin.

"Bumi, I'm sorr-"

"Don't, Lin." He sighed, "I guess, I just wasn't destined for this. But, it was good being an Earthbender for a while there. It was as if I could see things the way you do." He smiled and before she could say anything, "I think I just need to go home for a bit and process this myself."

Lin nodded, "I understand. I too have to get back to work but, can I see you tonight?"

"You know I'll be there." He smiled and then kissed her forehead.

"I'll see you then." She got on her toes to kiss his cheek quickly before walking away towards the station.

Bumi headed out towards the ferry, back to the Island before his brother woke up and realized he was missing. He sighed heavily, it was indeed good while it lasted, but now he had Lin. He had her to look forward to seeing every day and it was enough to make him happy.

Once he got onto the Island, however, he was greeted by an angry BumJu who must've been worried by his absence. The man chased his spirit bunny best friend towards the cliff that he found himself falling over, and well, the rest is history.

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Bang Chan

° You owned this special and locked diary for years, where you kept all your bottles up emotions and feelings in.

° One of those feelings evolving your long time crush on Chan, including the words 'Sexy, Cute, Inspirational, Hot, Prince, and A Literal Angel' all in quite a few pages. Luckily your now long time boyfriend has never seen these fangirl/boy paragraphs.

° Chan was all of those words, no doubt about it. But it is still hard to look at those paragraphs without cringing at how desperate you sounded in your mind.

° Chan however apparently loved your affectionate paragraphs, flipping through the pages as you walked through his studio door. Your heart sank as pure shock and terror rushed through your veins. No one wants their private thoughts to be read.

° The tips of Chan's ears were firetruck red, as a beaming grin flashed towards you. You noted that he read through the entire diary, knowing all the dreams and wishes you had that involved him. No skeletons were left in your closet anymore, it was bittersweet.

"So you really think I'm an angel who is also the sexiest person on earth?" he teased, cupping your face in his palms.

"Well duh, but you can't tell me you didn't think anything like that towards me-" You defended, cut off by his sweet kisses.

Lee Know

° Minho found out about your true feelings towards him while reading some song lyrics you wanted to show 3Racha.

° He needed to know who you loved and admired so dearly after reading this, constantly by your side questioning anything he could. After literal weeks of conspiracy, you couldn't take his suspicion anymore and admitted everything.

° You are now much more secretive with your songs that you've written, but that won't stop Minho from looking everywhere he possibly can. He is determined to find them.

° After so many large steps that were taken in your relationship, he wants to see how you truly felt throughout them. From the first date, first time, to the promise ring he fave you last week. Minho wants to say it's to tease, when it's truly because he loves you.

° He loved the way his stomach did kart wheels as his heart fluttered when he first read your words. He hasn't felt that amazing feeling in a while and needs to re live it, luckily for him he noticed a place he has never thought of checking.

"So kitten, you really want to marry me don't you?" he commented, a soft smirk across his glowing features.

"Why wouldn't I? You're you. And how'd you find those?!" you replied, tone changing as you saw how many he actually had.

Changbin

° Changbin was struggling to create a new song, he seemed to accidently make similar beats and lyrics to their past hits.

° You would sometime write up different songs when you were bored, but you never showed them to anyone thinking they weren't great. But Changbin looked in need of some type of inspiration, so you brought out your journal and placed it infront of him.

° His expression was unreadable, either about to thank you for the amazing inspiration or laugh at your cheesy words. You just wanted him to say something.

° Changbin began to smile shyly, showing you a page he just read over. That page happened to be the most recent and the one you completely forgot about. It was a draft about 10 different ways you could tell Changbin that you loved him.

° You really wanted it to be special when you would say it to him, but luck didn't seem to be on your side that day. You were at least glad that he was smiling, showing positive signs that he isn't feeling awkward or doesn't feel the same way about you.

"I love you too my adorable bean." He chuckled, pulling you into his lap as he held you close to his racing heart beat.

"I'm guessing he new comeback is going to be a love song now?" you teased, burrowing into his soft black hoodie.

Hyunjn

° Your relationship use to be a cat and mouse situation, one day you two were best friends and then the next you two were rivals.

° Your anger and frustration towards one another was simply a way to hide your true emotions. Both of you found each other attractive in and out, but were too stubborn to confess. That is until he walked into your room and pressed you up against the wall.

° Your rivalry left out the door once you started dating, the only ounce of it was left in the small playful bickering and teasing. Which happened every day of the week.

° You walked into the dressing rooms, noticing Han and Felix giggling as your presence became known. This wasn't a usual giggle of theirs, something was going on. You knew that for sure once you saw the way Hyunjin presented himself.

° A sly smirk across his lips as a couple crumpled peace of paper were in between his fingers. His steps were long and powerful, as he held his head up high while nearing you. This usually meant he found something to tease you with.

"I didn't know you liked me for five years, coming up with so many cute pet names if we ever dated." He teased, hiding his blush.

"First of all, you went through my desk without asking me. Second of all, I am whipped for you dumb dumb." You replied.

Han

° You weren't a very vocal person, having trouble expressing your thoughts and emotions through words everyday.

° That reason alone is also why people think you and Han are a perfect match. He helped you come out of your shell and be comfortable in your own skin. All of those actions sent your heart into a frenzy, finding there way into pages filled with emotion.

° Han knew about your habit of writing cute quotes on your palms and arms, or just randomly taking out your journal and starting a new page.

° He respected your privacy even if the temptation of knowing every little thought you have was very very strong, he held back and let you write in peace. However, when you dropped your journal without knowing. Han held it and the temptation took over.

° As you had a chat with Seungmin, he turned around from your eye sight and flipped through the pages. Many of them expressing how much you love him and how much he helped you without him even knowing. This effected Han immensely.

"Hannie are you crying?" you questioned, noticing the forming gloss over his sparkling chocolate orbs.

"Yeah, but it's happy tears. I just never knew how much you cared about me, and it makes me feel important." He explained.

Felix

° You cannot hide anything from this adorable koala, he knows you too well and can find anything you've hidden from him.

° You learned this the hard way when you asked him for help when forgetting where you left your journal, panicking since the last place you saw it was at Minho's. Felix knew you usually placed it near your bed and assumed it to be under the covers.

°His assumption was spot on, but you had no idea that he had found it yet. Felix took this advantage to skim through a few pages, smiling at the sight of his name in the book.

° His name was mentioned ever since the day you first met, January 7th 2017. He was written as this attractive aussie that had your knees weak, he laughed silently at the realization that you fancied him since the first day you met. He loved it.

° Felix walked out with the navy blue book tight in his grip, his ears a bright shade of red. You knew he must've read some sort of page about him, but you weren't nervous about it. It couldn't have been anything more cheesy than what you say on dates.

"I can't believe Han knew about your crush on me that entire time." Felix chuckled, shock filling his expression.

"And I can't believe you never knew how much I truly admired you." You teased back, kissing his freckle speckled cheeks.

Seungmin

° Seungmin met you at a library, you were working on a soft poem about not being able to find the right person.

° That whole meeting seemed like something right off of a romance movie or fanfiction novel. Writing about giving up on love as an amazing guy happens to cross paths with you. But both of you laugh at the whole cliché nature of your meeting.

° Seungmin loved how you wrote, taking him into the story each time. He felt so special whenever he found something referring to your relationship, feeling fuzzy inside.

° He liked to bring some of your poems on tour with him, reminding him to stay strong when being away from you. Letting him know that you'll always be there for him when he needs you, even if you are both countries away from each other.

° Felix once found his stash of poems that you wrote, he never teased him on it but would still smile excitedly at how sentimental Seungmin was becoming. Seungmin knew he was becoming cheesy and mushy, he hated yet loved it.

"Do you know how much you have effected me?" he questioned, tracing the curve of your jaw with his thumb.

"Or maybe you have an addiction to me, ever think of that?" you responded, smiling widely as he rolled his eyes at your words.

Jeongin

° You worked under JYP entertainment to help create songs for different groups, Jeongin noticed you during his break.

° You rarely got to work with Stray Kids since they made 99% of their own songs, but that didn't stop Jeongin from trying to get to know you. It worked in his favor, since you began to develop a living in him after two months of hang out together.

° Jeongin likes hearing certain songs you create or in the process of being created, cheering you on and telling all of his members when you created a song.

° He liked to give you the credit and appreciation you rarely get, most of the credit going towards the artist who performed the songs you created. Jeongin wanted to let you know how proud he was of you daily, even if you got shy from it.

° Whenever you showed him different samples of songs you were working on, he'd dance in his seat with a beaming smile. Even when you were tired and wanted the day to end, his admiration and addicting smile would make your mood change instantly.

"I am just worried because JYP has been pretty harsh on the past few songs." You sighed, tired and frustrated.

"He literally wrote a song about women's butts. I'm pretty sure you're more talented baby." He reassured, patting your head.

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🎶✨when u get this u have to put 5 songs u actually listen to, publish. then, send this ask to 10 of your favorite followers 🎶✨ <33

I don't have a favourite follower, I am grateful for every single one of you so open tag

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Bee Movie Script - Dialogue Transcript According to all known laws of aviation, there is no way a bee should be able to fly. Its wings are too small to get its fat little body off the ground. The bee, of course, flies anyway because bees don't care what humans think is impossible.

Yellow, black. Yellow, black. Yellow, black. Yellow, black.

Ooh, black and yellow! Let's shake it up a little.

Barry! Breakfast is ready!

Coming! Hang on a second.

Hello?

- Barry?

- Adam?

- Oan you believe this is happening?

- I can't. I'll pick you up.

Looking sharp.

Use the stairs. Your father

paid good money for those.

Sorry. I'm excited.

Here's the graduate.

We're very proud of you, son.

A perfect report card, all B's.

Very proud.

Ma! I got a thing going here.

- You got lint on your fuzz.

- Ow! That's me!

- Wave to us! We'll be in row 118,000.

- Bye!

Barry, I told you, stop flying in the house!

- Hey, Adam.

- Hey, Barry.

- Is that fuzz gel?

- A little. Special day, graduation.

Never thought I'd make it. Three days grade school, three days high school.

Those were awkward.

Three days college. I'm glad I took a day and hitchhiked around the hive.

You did come back different.

- Hi, Barry.

- Artie, growing a mustache? Looks good.

- Hear about Frankie?

- Yeah.

- You going to the funeral?

- No, I'm not going.

Everybody knows, sting someone, you die.

Don't waste it on a squirrel.

Such a hothead

I guess he could have just gotten out of the way.

I love this incorporating an amusement park into our day.

That's why we don't need vacations.

Boy, quite a bit of pomp... under the circumstances.

- Well, Adam, today we are men.

- We are!

- Bee-men.

- Amen!

Hallelujah!

Students, faculty, distinguished bees,

please welcome Dean Buzzwell.

Welcome, New Hive Oity graduating class of......9:15.

That concludes our ceremony

And begins your career at Honex Industries!

Will we pick ourjob today?

I heard it's just orientation.

Heads up! Here we go.

Keep your hands and antennas inside the tram at all times.

- Wonder what it'll be like?

- A little scary.

Welcome to Honex,

a division of Honesco

and a part of the Hexagon Group.

This is it!

Wow.

Wow.

We know that you, as a bee, have worked your whole life

to get to the point where you can work for your whole life.

Honey begins when our valiant Pollen Jocks bring the nectar to the hive.

Our top-secret formula

is automatically color-corrected,

scent-adjusted and bubble-contoured

into this soothing sweet syrup

with its distinctive golden glow you know as...

Honey!

- That girl was hot.

- She's my cousin!

- She is?

- Yes, we're all cousins.

- Right. You're right.

- At Honex, we constantly strive to improve every aspect of bee existence. These bees are stress-testing a new helmet technology.

- What do you think he makes?

- Not enough.

Here we have our latest advancement,

the Krelman.

- What does that do?

- Oatches that little strand of honey

that hangs after you pour it. Saves us millions.

because you'll stay in the job you pick for the rest of your life.

The same job the rest of your life? I didn't know that.

What's the difference?

You'll be happy to know that bees, as a species, haven't had one day off in 27 million years.

So you'll just work us to death?

We'll sure try.

Of course. Most bee jobs are small ones. But bees know

Wow! That blew my mind!

"What's the difference?" How can you say that?

Oan anyone work on the Krelman?

that every small job, if it's done well, means a lot. But choose carefully

One job forever? That's an insane choice to have to make.

I'm relieved. Now we only have to make one decision in life.

But, Adam, how could they never have told us that?

Why would you question anything? We're bees.

We're the most perfectly functioning society on Earth.

You ever think maybe things work a little too well here?

Like what? Give me one example.

I don't know. But you know what I'm talking about.

Please clear the gate. Royal Nectar Force on approach.

Wait a second. Oheck it out.

- Hey, those are Pollen Jocks!

- Wow.

I've never seen them this close.

They know what it's like outside the hive.

Yeah, but some don't come back.

- Hey, Jocks!

- Hi, Jocks!

You guys did great!

You're monsters! You're sky freaks! I love it! I love it!

- I wonder where they were.

- I don't know.

Their day's not planned.

Outside the hive, flying who knows where, doing who knows what.

You can'tjust decide to be a Pollen Jock. You have to be bred for that.

Right.

Look. That's more pollen than you and I will see in a lifetime.

It's just a status symbol. Bees make too much of it.

Perhaps. Unless you're wearing it and the ladies see you wearing it.

Those ladies? Aren't they our cousins too?

Distant. Distant.

Look at these two.

- Oouple of Hive Harrys.

- Let's have fun with them.

It must be dangerous being a Pollen Jock.

Yeah. Once a bear pinned me against a mushroom!He had a paw on my throat, and with the other, he was slapping me!

- Oh, my!

- I never thought I'd knock him out.

What were you doing during this?

Trying to alert the authorities.

I can autograph that.

A little gusty out there today, wasn't it, comrades?

Yeah. Gusty.

We're hitting a sunflower patch six miles from here tomorrow.

- Six miles, huh?

- Barry!

A puddle jump for us, but maybe you're not up for it.

- Maybe I am.

- You are not!

We're going 0900 at J-Gate.

What do you think, buzzy-boy? Are you bee enough?

I might be. It all depends on what 0900 means.

Hey, Honex!

Dad, you surprised me.

You decide what you're interested in?

- Well, there's a lot of choices.

- But you only get one.

Do you ever get bored doing the same job every day?

Son, let me tell you about stirring.

You grab that stick, and you just move it around, and you stir it around.

You get yourself into a rhythm. It's a beautiful thing.

You know, Dad, the more I think about it,

maybe the honey field just isn't right for me.

You were thinking of what, making balloon animals?

That's a bad job for a guy with a stinger.

Janet, your son's not sure he wants to go into honey!

- Barry, you are so funny sometimes.

- I'm not trying to be funny.

You're not funny! You're going into honey. Our son, the stirrer!

- You're gonna be a stirrer?

- No one's listening to me!

Holy Beezus @theradiantthomas - their fault, all their fault, blame them

[clever-and-unique-name]

Aaaa I missed your birthday I'm sorry gumdrop! Happy belated birthday 💙 I am glad to exist on this earth at the same time as you, and even happier that our paths have crossed along the way. That is special to me. YOU are special to me. I love you 💙 I'm honored to be your friend. Thank you for being you!! I hope it was a peaceful day and I hope the rest of your 20s brings you even more peace. Here's to you!!!! 🥰🥳

Awww sugar, I can appreciate such a sweet message on any day, not just my birthday. <33 You're always so kind to me and so full of hugs, I'm glad to be friends too! Thank you for the well wishes, you're my favorite fluffy fox friend. 🥰

[thefallenbibliophilequote]

Welcome to New York

Loki x Reader

1989, chapter 1

"We begin our story in New York"

Summary: It's hard to find the one, but even if you do find him it's always going to be a daily struggle to make it work. Can you even make it work after he broke your heart? The answer to that is complicated, but it all started when you found each other again in the stark tower- and that's where our story begins.

Word count: 2,306

Warnings: language as always

A/N: I have wanted to tell this story for so long but I was insecure I will ruin it. I am still not sure if my writing is good enough for this. But this is my idea and my story to tell, so with a little confident boost from my mutuals here we are. For all the non-swifties: The whole 1989 album has hidden messages but this one is different because it all combines to tell one story. the link to the song is down below!

A/N 2: thank you for @sweeterthanthis for giving me the encouragement, and to @slothspaghettiwrites for beta reading this alongside @nacho-bucky and to @chrissquares for making me custom dividers especially for this series! I love all of you!

No one is allowed to repost my writing or steal or copy my work! Reblog on tumblr is fine.

Series masterlist

song on Spotify or YouTube

"Do we have a deal then?"

"You assisted us, and our motives align- we will get those powers." The man closed the long suitcase, the red skull on it shining through the dimmed warehouse.

They went their separate ways after that, he heard the loud noise through the wind before it got quiet yet again, the wind was howling as he carried his case close to his chest, protective of it.

•

 You walked through the crowd of New York, through the rushing people until you saw the doors to the big Avengers tower. After all this time you still weren't used to the extravagant halls, but you will have to eventually. This is your world and now this is your home.

Your powers were of no use to SHIELD, so after a long debate, you started to work with the avengers, being there every day and not living there seemed unreasonable- so you finally gave in to Tony's offer. "Your room here will always be waiting for you." He told you until you took him up on it.

Perhaps this additional new start will be good for you. You decided to abandon the past behind you a long time ago.

"Y/N dear, so glad that you're here," Tony hugged you and ignored the loud yells coming from his phone. "Set up in your room, then come down here, we have a special visitor."

"Oh okay, anyone I might know?" you smiled at him.

"No, he is not really important." Tony scrunched his nose and escorted you to the private Avengers elevator. You waved at him as the doors closed.

You ignored the bright lights and walked in with a smile into your new room, leaving all the past behind you as you shut the door. So here it was- your own little space all fresh and new- your small little corner in the tower. Well, it wasn't little by any means- if anything it was an apartment, but it was still yours.

"Hello new home" you said to yourself, looking at the four corners with anticipation of what's to come.

"Hello Miss Y/N" F.R.I.D.A.Y chimed in, causing you to laugh. You dropped your bags on the floor and went to unpack all of the boxes that were already there. Your music was playing at full volume as you danced around your room until it was clean and filled with all your favourite things.

"I'm glad to see you're settling in." Natasha's voice startled you and you turned around with burning cheeks. "Those are quite some dance moves."

"Haha very funny, you didn't see anything." You rolled your eyes, stupid spies. "What do you want?"

"Nothing, just came to see how you were doing, the room looks great." She smiled at you and giggled as you hugged her. "Finally you're here for good! Tony wanted to throw you a little welcome party."

"Tony? Little? The only time those two can go in the same sentence is if you're talking about height."

"Don't worry I talked him out of it. Besides, he was soon occupied with Thor when he got here- you haven't met him yet now did you?"

"Thor? Like the god from Asgard?" you stared at her in shock, but she just laughed at you.

"Yes, but don't worry he is really nice and surprisingly down to earth."

"Tony said he is not important." You let her lead you as the two of you made your way downstairs.

"Of course he did."

•

"He is doing better, he is even courting a young maiden, I am certain their marriage will be arranged soon." You heard the booming voice getting louder and louder. "Loki is on the right path I assure you, my friend."

Your heartbeat sped up more and more, but you willed yourself to look more put together when the god was in your sight, sitting on couch that seemed so little now, next to Tony and Steve.

"Thor, meet Y/N," Steve introduced you to the god and you nodded to him as he shook your hands.

"It is very nice to meet you Lady Y/N" Thor smiled at you, and you relaxed a bit.

"It's nice to meet you too. I am not a lady though." You chuckled.

"Well I have heard high praises about you so I assure you that you are." He spoke with such certainty that you decided not to argue it.

"Well she might look sweet, but don't piss her off." Tony snickered.

"Hey, I won't do anything." You stared at Tony who was quick to fix his mistake.

"She will kick your ass in training, trained by the Black Widow herself."

"That I can confirm." you looked at Natasha and winked.

You sat with them for a chat then. You might have been a different person before everything went down but you always did have manners even if you wanted to adjust in your room. You shook your head when Tony's phone ringed and he hastily took Steve and went out with him.

•

"What's up with this surprise mission?" Clint asked as he walked onto the quinjet, with his combat suit and his arrows. It has been ten minutes since F.R.I.D.A.Y alerted you of a new mission. You were already on your way with Steve, Tony, Clint and Maria Hill. You were on edge by the fact that she's here, clearly, some things about this mission were left unsaid.

 "We are going to get some intelligence from an underground building we found," Maria answered instead of Steve.

"If that's the case then why am I here?" her eyes turned to you now, you could see her calculating an answer.

"Because the place is not abandoned at all, it is full of agents but we don't know what we are there to pick up, and we need the people there alive." Tony replied.

"Oh fun, I get to keep hydra agents alive." You took in the new information, something was still off about this mission, but you'll probably figure that out soon enough.

The snow was heavy as you walked through it; your daggers were safely tucked inside their pockets, not wanting to accidently draw attention to yourself with a glimmer of light.

According to Tony the small warehouse that was on the ground was mostly empty, so you advanced forward with Tony from above, searching for any devices that may lay hidden in the snow.

So Tony went down first, then Clint, then you, Maria and then Steve. You exited into a big area underground, you could already hear the hydra agents coming your way so you split up, as Maria and Steve went to find whatever it was they were trying to find, the three of you provided backup and tried to clear rooms.

The four of you got to the doors, and as Tony blew up the doors you moved in, pulling your weapons out at the soldiers. There were only seven of them there, but with the sounds of the fighting and the gunshots, it was certain that your presence was known.

"Y/N there are three scientists coming your way, keep them alive, to a certain degree at least- whatever you want." you heard blasts from your earpiece and you smirked when you saw the scientists in front of you. When you saw the guns in their hands you smiled at them.

"Hi," you advanced towards the first one, your eyes caught his- he saw the glimmer in your eyes and in panic he raised the gun and shot forward. You dodged it and quickly came closer, gently taking the gun from his hand keeping eye contact with him until he dropped to the ground and closed his eyes. "I hope you enjoy my gift."

The other two scientists tried to fight you but soon their eyelids closed and they fell with a silent scream. You sighed and grabbed the back of their coats and dragged them to an empty room, oh what you wouldn't give for some telekinesis now.

The mission had to go on. So you got up and went to show some other agents your gift. Another agent to the kill, he screamed as he looked at you, the machine in his hand shattered and he fell to the floor before you were even near him. Shit. You relaxed him a bit when you reached him, his shaking calmed down a bit. You didn't mean to show him that much, but he brought it on himself- it was really easy to find with this one. Every weakness played as if it's a movie in your brain, you showed him just some parts of it now, and paralyzing him until you'll bring him out if you will at all.

"Y/N we need you here, leave them where they are- Tony will pick them up."

"Are you kidding? I kept them in a safe room for nothing? They are some heavy sons of bitches Steve!"

"Language," Steve sighed, you smiled. "He was busy then but now we need you, we found what we were looking for, but there are too many of them here, they will ruin the weapons."

"Or use them on us."

You came here for weapons? You jump a story down and advanced towards Steve and Maria.

"Go loose on them, they'll survive, we can't lose what they may have here."

"You don't even know exactly what they have there?" you questioned Maria, she only glared at you. So you went into the room, the doors slamming against the walls, you let yourself go, eyes sparkling as you reached into every soul in the room, their eyes going blank as you showed them every version of themselves that you wanted. You tuned out their screams until they passed out.

"All clear." You replied, and went around the room, looking at the files and unfamiliar technology. All sorts of sealed boxes were on the desks, they must have been packing. You passed a desk, and right then objects flew out as they combust into flames. "What the fuck?"

"Y/N stay away from this, we don't know what this does," Hill talked to you when she opened a case that you couldn't see. "Get out of the room."

It was an order with which you didn't argue and closed the doors behind you, leaving Steve and Maria in there.

•

They were shooting at you now, and you stole the best defense you could get from Steve. You snatched the pillow from under his arm and shielded yourself from the attack of popcorn the two redheads were now throwing at you. A girl has to fight back, so pretzels it was

 "You can't use a pillow Y/N! That's not fair!" Wanda yelled at you. You will get betrayed by those closest to you.

"No, what isn't fair is you using your powers on the popcorn! It's not my fault that you threw all the pillows to my side- that was not a good strategic move for you."

"She's right about that- we are way better a team." Steve dodged a water bottle the spy expertly threw at him for the comment. The war always leaves scars.

Your laughs were cut short when F.R.I.D.A.Y called all of you in from the living room.

"What's up Tony?" Natasha asked when you walked into the room and saw all the other avengers there.

"We found some concerning new details about what hydra has been up to lately," Tony paced through the room, leaving you waiting.

"Did you contact Thor? Is it confirmed?" Steve asked him then and the billionaire nodded.

You shook your head and looked at them as you leaned on the wall opposite them.

"Hey boys?" Steve and Tony looked back at you and you smiled shortly at them before they had a chance to stop you when a flash of purple crossed your eyes.

Steve was annoyed when he saw the thunder in the distance and the rain pouring down on him and Tony. Tony grumbled and looked around Steve at the muddy ground they were surrounded with.

Within a second they blinked and saw the room in the compound, taken aback for a moment.

"Did you have fun boys? I personally love the rain but now I am just annoyed so can you please just share with the group for fuck's sake?" they glared at you now.

"Y/N, you can't just use your powers on petty things like that." Steve shook his head, shaking the imaginary feeling of the rain from his face.

"Don't ever, place me in that disgusting place again, you are lucky I wasn't in my favourite suit there!"

"I'll be sure to keep that little detail in mind next time you annoy me." You smirked.

"You little menace- Okay, we found Asgardian weapons and technology in the custody of hydra."

"What the fuck? How did they get it?" Natasha rose up now from the table.

"We are trying to figure it out, but from what we managed to gather is that these are ancient things… so we need an expert."

"Then why is Thor not here?" Bruce asked his friend, who pinched his nose.

"No, I said we need an expert…" he then looked behind you, and you turned when you heard the door opening. No, your past should stay sealed shut.

There in front of you came in Loki, when he caught your eyes, you were sure his look of shook matched yours. And you were frozen in place.

"Y/N?" he was confused to say the least, but your eyes never left each other even when you felt all the eyes in the room focusing on you. You shook your head at him. No.

"You said you'd never come back." It felt as if you stabbed him with that comment.

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According to all known laws of aviation, there is no way a bee should be able to fly. Its wings are too small to get its fat little body off the ground. The bee, of course, flies anyway because bees don't care what humans think is impossible. Yellow, black. Yellow, black. Yellow, black. Yellow, black. Ooh, black and yellow! Let's shake it up a little. Barry! Breakfast is ready! Ooming! Hang on a second. Hello? - Barry? - Adam? - Oan you believe this is happening? - I can't. I'll pick you up. Looking sharp. Use the stairs. Your father paid good money for those. Sorry. I'm excited. Here's the graduate. We're very proud of you, son. A perfect report card, all B's. Very proud. Ma! I got a thing going here. - You got lint on your fuzz. - Ow! That's me! - Wave to us! We'll be in row 118,000. - Bye! Barry, I told you, stop flying in the house! - Hey, Adam. - Hey, Barry. - Is that fuzz gel? - A little. Special day, graduation. Never thought I'd make it. Three days grade school, three days high school. Those were awkward. Three days college. I'm glad I took a day and hitchhiked around the hive. You did come back different. - Hi, Barry. - Artie, growing a mustache? Looks good. - Hear about Frankie? - Yeah. - You going to the funeral? - No, I'm not going. Everybody knows, sting someone, you die. Don't waste it on a squirrel. Such a hothead. I guess he could have just gotten out of the way. I love this incorporating an amusement park into our day. That's why we don't need vacations. Boy, quite a bit of pomp... under the circumstances. - Well, Adam, today we are men. - We are! - Bee-men. - Amen! Hallelujah! Students, faculty, distinguished bees, please welcome Dean Buzzwell. Welcome, New Hive Oity graduating class of... ...9:15. That concludes our ceremonies. And begins your career at Honex Industries! Will we pick ourjob today? I heard it's just orientation. Heads up! Here we go. Keep your hands and antennas inside the tram at all times. - Wonder what it'll be like? - A little scary. Welcome to Honex, a division of Honesco and a part of the Hexagon Group. This is it! Wow. Wow. We know that you, as a bee, have worked your whole life to get to the point where you can work for your whole life. Honey begins when our valiant Pollen Jocks bring the nectar to the hive. Our top-secret formula is automatically color-corrected, scent-adjusted and bubble-contoured into this soothing sweet syrup with its distinctive golden glow you know as... Honey! - That girl was hot. - She's my cousin! - She is? - Yes, we're all cousins. - Right. You're right. - At Honex, we constantly strive to improve every aspect of bee existence. These bees are stress-testing a new helmet technology. - What do you think he makes? - Not enough. Here we have our latest advancement, the Krelman. - What does that do? - Oatches that little strand of honey that hangs after you pour it. Saves us millions. Oan anyone work on the Krelman? Of course. Most bee jobs are small ones. But bees know that every small job, if it's done well, means a lot. But choose carefully because you'll stay in the job you pick for the rest of your life. The same job the rest of your life? I didn't know that. What's the difference? You'll be happy to know that bees, as a species, haven't had one day off in 27 million years. So you'll just work us to death? We'll sure try. Wow! That blew my mind! "What's the difference?" How can you say that? One job forever? That's an insane choice to have to make. I'm relieved. Now we only have to make one decision in life. But, Adam, how could they never have told us that? Why would you question anything? We're bees. We're the most perfectly functioning society on Earth. You ever think maybe things work a

little too well here? Like what? Give me one example. I don't know. But you know what I'm talking about. Please clear the gate. Royal Nectar Force on approach. Wait a second. Oheck it out. - Hey, those are Pollen Jocks! - Wow. I've never seen them this close. They know what it's like outside the hive. Yeah, but some don't come back. - Hey, Jocks! - Hi, Jocks! You guys did great! You're monsters! You're sky freaks! I love it! I love it! - I wonder where they were. - I don't know. Their day's not planned. Outside the hive, flying who knows where, doing who knows what. You can'tjust decide to be a Pollen Jock. You have to be bred for that. Right. Look. That's more pollen than you and I will see in a lifetime. It's just a status symbol. Bees make too much of it. Perhaps. Unless you're wearing it and the ladies see you wearing it. Those ladies? Aren't they our cousins too? Distant. Distant. Look at these two. - Oouple of Hive Harrys. - Let's have fun with them. It must be dangerous being a Pollen Jock. Yeah. Once a bear pinned me against a mushroom! He had a paw on my throat, and with the other, he was slapping me! - Oh, my! - I never thought I'd knock him out. What were you doing during this? Trying to alert the authorities. I can autograph that. A little gusty out there today, wasn't it, comrades? Yeah. Gusty. We're hitting a sunflower patch six miles from here tomorrow. - Six miles, huh? - Barry! A puddle jump for us, but maybe you're not up for it.

Phan I am going to fucking kill you and the rest of the server will back me up on this