Okay, this oneshot is for The Bee Movie, which has yet to have its own category...so...yeah...
Just something random I thought up when I watched the movie. One of the characters, Ken, saw the new name of the flower shop and lamented about how everything he had ever dreamed of-
I'll just let you read it. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I do not own the Bee Movie characters.
Everything.
Everything I've ever dreamed and wanted was finally achieved. I was able to see in reality the acme of all my hopes and desires.
…
But it wasn't me. It was that stupid, good for nothing little bee.
Barry B. Benson, to be specific.
Yeah, you've probably heard of him: that little bugger who sued the human race for honey. I mean, HONEY! Come on! How much more stupid can you get than that? If you're going to sue for something, sue for something decent, like a car accident. Maybe even a broken leg or something from tripping over a gardening hose left out on private property. Something REASONABLE! But honey? I can't ever comprehend the stupidity of that!
-ahem- Back to the point.
Before, I had always dreamed of the day where my wife and I would work together. So what if it was in her little flower shop? There's nothing wrong with that. Just being with her, working by her side; that would have been good enough for me.
Enter Benson.
This bee won my wife's heart. MY wife. No more, "Hey sweetie! How was your day? I love you Ken!" Nah, none of that. Now it's all about the guy with the stinger. This is how our conversations go now:
Her: KEN! YOU ALMOST HIT BARRY!
Me: He's buzzing around my head! He's purposely trying annoying me!!!
Her: DON'T TOUCH HIM! HE HAS A COURT CASE TOMORROW! (How fair is that? I have no job and search endlessly day and night while an INSECT is prancing about in front of the supreme court declaring animal rights? Just to spite him, I had steak last night. And escargot.)
(Snails don't taste too good.)
I swear Barry's got his eye on her now and he's flirting with her. I can tell by the way he looks at my girl. It's this untold admiration and awe that's only seen in the case of true love. Is it adultery? I wonder if I can sue him for trying to steal my wife.
We were having a perfectly good life together before he walked in. We had our yogurt nights, she ran her little flower shop and I…well, I was looking for a job, but things were still good. But it's all gone now. Trashed. Ruined.
All because of that stinking little bugger who decided to break the rules of his hive and talk to a human.
Well, here's some news for the hotshot. That's MY human he's messing with. And maybe she stopped me from flushing him down the toilet, but nothing will flush away the hate consuming me for what he's done to my life.
He's taken what could have been my perfection and is living it. For that, he must pay.
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And what's wrong with chopsticks?
