Mindy's Bee Problem
Chapter 1: Beeing Annoying
Mindy had finally been given the opportunity to take control over her parents' honey corporation. Yet there was one major problem, the likes of the various bees that were kept outside were rebelling and she needed help thus enters her arch-rival Mandy and her dimwit-sidekick Billy along with the Grim Reaper himself entering into the Mindy's corporate office.
"Alright, just what the heck did you call us here for?" asked Mandy.
"That!" replied Mindy as she pointed outside the window as the three glanced outside they noticed a massive amount of bees were lined up with various protest signs.
"And what would you like for us to do about it?" asked Mandy.
"Tell those loser bees to get back to work and make me honey or else!" ordered Mindy.
"It's certainly going to cost you quite a lot of cash for us to do something like that" replied Mandy.
"How much are you willing to take out those loser bees?" asked Mindy.
"How about eighty percent of your stock?" replied Mandy.
"What?!" cried Mindy, "Giving almost all of my stock to the likes of you?!"
"No stock no deal" replied Mandy as she folded her arms.
"I'll give you sixty percent of my stock but that's as low as I go" said Mindy.
"Fine" replied Mandy, "it's a deal so what are these bees complaining?"
"There's one leader of these bees that's leading the striking, he's being quite annoying always demanding more money from me and trying to be a hero like this bee attorney that sued humanity for acquiring the honey in the first place!" cried Mindy.
"Alright, we'll see what we can do" replied Mandy as she along with Grim and Billy went down from the corporate office right into the nest of bee hives to which the poor bee keepers were quite afraid of.
"Oh no, it's the Grim Reaper!" cried one of the bee keepers, "Now I'm pretty sure he's come for us!"
"Settle down people, we're here to just solve the bee problem" replied Grim.
"Oh in that case, go right ahead with using your sort of powers" said the bee keeper who was quite relieved.
"Oh boy, honey!" cried Billy as he went right into where all the bee hives were kept to which poor Billy got stung quite a lot with boils all over his face, "I must be allergic to the honey, duh!"
"Holy smokes, it's the Grim Reaper, that brat Mindy sent him here!" cried one of the bee strikers, "And he already got some of our boys who were stinging that big nosed idiot."
"Relax, we just want to have a talk with your ring leader" said Mandy as she attempted to calm down the striking bees.
"Oh, he's right this way" said the striking bee as the striking bee led Grim, Mandy and Billy to the ring leader, the ring leader was quite outraged that Mindy would send the likes of the Grim Reaper to do her bidding.
"I can't believe you're allowing that walking skeleton into my area" said the ring leader.
"So you must be the culprit of Mindy's complaint as why I am here to begin with" sighed Mandy.
"So what's your complaint?" asked Grim.
"Mindy is an unfair tyrant and a slave driver!" replied the ring leader.
"Sounds about right with the likes of her" added Mandy as she whispered to Grim.
"So is it possible that you could be our mediator?" asked the ring leader to Mandy, "Since you seem to also despise our boss?"
"Sure, why not" replied Mandy.
"Are you sure it's wise to double-cross Mindy like that, she did give you sixty percent of her stock to you" said Grim as they were leaving the scene.
"I think I can still take my chances getting the upper hand with both parties" replied Mandy.
"Oh boy, more honey!" cried Billy as he dug his face right into a nearby hive only to get stung by a lot of bees once more and receiving quite a lot of boils on his face, "Getting to taste honey hurts!"
"Sir, what are we going to do?" asked one of the striking bees to the ring leader, "we can't be like that bee attorney you idolize so much we don't have the sort of equipment to be something on that level."
"I have a feeling you would be saying that soldier" said the ring leader as he stood up and started to hover around with his wings through a row of his comrades, "since it seems that the blonde girl that our tyrant Mindy has hired to keep us at bay will eventually betray us, I say we go and take the likes of the Grim Reaper's scythe for our own use!"
"Yea, now you're talking brother!" shouted one of the striking bees.
As the likes of Grim, Mandy and Billy went back to the corporate office of where Mindy was, Mindy was quite upset to still see striking bees down below.
"You three losers are probably worse losers than the bees who are striking down below!" cried Mindy who was quite furious.
"But the bees gave me lots of honey, no one who gives that much of honey can't be a loser" said Billy as he began to eat some honey while his face was still filled with a lot of boils due to the bee stings.
"Look, I don't care how you deal with stopping these bees from striking, just stop those losers period!" cried Mindy.
"We're trying our best but it seems the ring leader is too stubborn" said Grim.
"Just how stubborn could those loser bees could really be?" asked Mindy.
Suddenly a large fist which was shaped thanks to the hundreds of bees came into crashing down the glass.
"You dare call us losers?!" shouted the ring leader as the large finger of bees pointed at Mindy which Mindy only responded with a shriek of terror as she fled to hide under her office desk.
"This was just suppose to be a simple job that my parents gave me, I didn't know it was going to be out of control like this!" cried Mindy.
"And now for you Mr. Reaper" said the ring leader as the large hand of bees pointed at Grim, "it's time that your scythe will finally belong to us as we bees have always been a victim of your job."
"Ha, how are you going to take me scythe away from me?" asked Grim.
"Like this" replied the ring leader as the large hand and snapped Grim right into the air crashing right down to the ground.
"This is looking quite bad" said Mandy as she along with Billy stepped aside as the bee ring leader ordered the large fist of bees to collectively grab onto the scythe feeling its grasp of power.