“Hi, Javina, how are you?” asked Maximi, the bumble bee. “Isn’t it great spring has finally come? I was getting tired of staying indoors. Now, we can roam freely across the meadows collecting nectar and meeting new and old friends. Want to come with me to the south meadows? It’s peaceful over there; lots of flowers and nectar for everyone.”
“That’s a great idea,” replied Javina.
Maximi and Javina decided to merge the two colonies.
“Let’s go tell the others, and we’ll meet at Avina’s,” suggested Javina.
“Good idea,” agreed Maximi. “We’ll let them know that Avina’s the prettiest meadow flower and her nectar is the sweetest too.”
Maximi and Javina flew to the others and told them that the two colonies would merge into one. Everyone agreed. The flapping of wings buzzed through the meadow. It was a day of buzzing celebration for the colonies.
“Javina, why don’t you fly ahead to Avina’s so you two can have some time with each other,” suggested Maximi. “We will follow.”
Javina flew ahead.
Meanwhile, Stinger’s friends returned to the hive.
“Hey, Stinger, you told us that you stung Javina, and she is no more, and we would have all of her sweet honey. I just passed her at the edge of the meadow by the brook,” said Racle, the wasp.
“And we saw her talking to Maximi earlier,” said some of the other wasps agreeing.
Stinger was furious as she opened her wings and shoot out her stinger. “I will get her for sure this time. No one makes a fool of me and live, no one.”
All the other wasps stood clear of Stinger for they knew when she is furious, she will sting them too.
Stinger lifted off with great power and strength shaking the hive off the branch. Boom! The hive landed on the ground and smashed into pieces.
“This is all Javina’s fault,” as she headed for the meadow in search of Javina.
In the middle of the meadow, Maximi and all the other bees surrounded Stinger.
Maximi asked, “Going somewhere, or looking for someone, Stinger? Maybe Javina?”
Stinger’s friends arrived. Racle the wasp stopped the other wasps and said to them. “Can’t you see we are out numbered; a million to one?”
That very moment, a chameleon lashed out its tongue and swallowed Stinger.
“Did you see that?” asked Racle, the wasp. “They have a secret weapon. Let’s get out of here, now!”
Javina finally arrived at Avina and greeted her.
“Hi, Javina. You look beautiful, today. You are ready to undertake your true form.”
“Oh, Avina, you say the nicest things.”
“I meant what I said, Your Highness. You will become a queen bee this very day. You will rule the South Meadows.”
“How did you know I was going to the South Meadows?” asked Javina.
“How do I make the sweetest nectar?” asked Avina.
“Oh yeah, you work together with the river, land, sun, wind, ants and other insects,” replied Javina. “I feel something good is going to happen when we get to the South Meadows, but right here it feels like Stinger is no more.”
“Ah, you have learnt, Queen Sweet Javina Honeybee.” Written by L.N.C.
“That’s a great idea,” replied Javina.
Maximi and Javina decided to merge the two colonies.
“Let’s go tell the others, and we’ll meet at Avina’s,” suggested Javina.
“Good idea,” agreed Maximi. “We’ll let them know that Avina’s the prettiest meadow flower and her nectar is the sweetest too.”
Maximi and Javina flew to the others and told them that the two colonies would merge into one. Everyone agreed. The flapping of wings buzzed through the meadow. It was a day of buzzing celebration for the colonies.
“Javina, why don’t you fly ahead to Avina’s so you two can have some time with each other,” suggested Maximi. “We will follow.”
Javina flew ahead.
Meanwhile, Stinger’s friends returned to the hive.
“Hey, Stinger, you told us that you stung Javina, and she is no more, and we would have all of her sweet honey. I just passed her at the edge of the meadow by the brook,” said Racle, the wasp.
“And we saw her talking to Maximi earlier,” said some of the other wasps agreeing.
Stinger was furious as she opened her wings and shoot out her stinger. “I will get her for sure this time. No one makes a fool of me and live, no one.”
All the other wasps stood clear of Stinger for they knew when she is furious, she will sting them too.
Stinger lifted off with great power and strength shaking the hive off the branch. Boom! The hive landed on the ground and smashed into pieces.
“This is all Javina’s fault,” as she headed for the meadow in search of Javina.
In the middle of the meadow, Maximi and all the other bees surrounded Stinger.
Maximi asked, “Going somewhere, or looking for someone, Stinger? Maybe Javina?”
Stinger’s friends arrived. Racle the wasp stopped the other wasps and said to them. “Can’t you see we are out numbered; a million to one?”
That very moment, a chameleon lashed out its tongue and swallowed Stinger.
“Did you see that?” asked Racle, the wasp. “They have a secret weapon. Let’s get out of here, now!”
Javina finally arrived at Avina and greeted her.
“Hi, Javina. You look beautiful, today. You are ready to undertake your true form.”
“Oh, Avina, you say the nicest things.”
“I meant what I said, Your Highness. You will become a queen bee this very day. You will rule the South Meadows.”
“How did you know I was going to the South Meadows?” asked Javina.
“How do I make the sweetest nectar?” asked Avina.
“Oh yeah, you work together with the river, land, sun, wind, ants and other insects,” replied Javina. “I feel something good is going to happen when we get to the South Meadows, but right here it feels like Stinger is no more.”
“Ah, you have learnt, Queen Sweet Javina Honeybee.” Written by L.N.C.
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