Corona Bomb, Day One

Penn, Corona, and a Bee

Their post-mission routine was the same every single day. Go to Penn's house, have snacks, Boone goes home, Sashi goes home, then straight up to bed, to rest and snuggle, the whole night.

But today was different. You never quite plan to end up in the ER.

~u~

8 p.m.

Sashi just left. Penn and Corona were alone. Penn's aunt and uncle were out-the reason isn't important, either way, they didn't know Corona had been staying, thanks to perfectly timed hiding, and both of their abilities to lie. Penn's parents knew, but didn't mind. They didn't want Corona anywhere near Jane, now that she's evil.

Penn was feeling particularly fond-if that was the word to describe it…

He gently pulled Corona a little closer, his hands on her waist, and gently kissed her, purposefully a bit left of her lips. Her cheeks flushed, and she smiled brightly at him. Her eyes, the color of deep sea green, sparkled. Penn, himself, blushed as well.

She giggled. "Penn you are-A FUCKING BEE!" she suddenly yelled.

Penn was slightly offended. "What? I am not a-"

Bzzt. Bzzzzzt.

The familiar sound of fastly flapping insect wings zipped past his ears, with a small rush of wind.

Corona held her breath, and slowly backed away from the bee.

Penn cringed. "Uh…Corona…you might be overreacting a little…It's just a bee!" he said, cocking his head a little.

Corona glared at him, which is something she rarely did. "Penn, we've known each other this long…and you forget I'm deathly allergic to bees?" she crossed her arms.

Penn gulped.

Considering he'd sworn to protect her, how could he possibly have forgotten something this important? How could it slip his mind so easily? This was REALLY important. He felt like a massive idiot.

There was only one thing to do.

He grabbed a magazine, rolled it up, and inched towards the bee, which was perched on an opened can of soda. He poised to swat the bee.

He took a deep breath, and swung.

Miss.

The can tipped over, and spilt all over Corona's notebook. Shit.

Penn freaked out. "Oh…Oh my god…Oh my god I'm so, so, so, so, so sorry!" he said in a panicked tone, picking up the notebook, and shaking the liquid off of it. The ink on the open page was smeared now.

"I-It's fine, Penn…" she said in a hushed tone.

He cringed. Where did the bee go? His heart raced, as his eyes searched.

And it landed.

It landed, alright…

On Corona's shoulder.

He gasped, and slowly moved towards her, at snail's pace, holding his rolled up magazine weapon up, ready to strike. He didn't want to smack Corona, but what choice did he have?

Corona noticed, and had a nervous facial expression. Eyes wide, mouth agape. "Please…Please tell me it's not on me…" she said in a mumble.

He whimpered, as he poised to whack the bee.

Corona turned her head. She silently screamed.

Big, big mistake.

The bee, offended, stung her in the shoulder, and fell to its death.

Penn crushed it under his heel, although that action was pointless, since it was already dead. He tended to Corona.

Corona groaned in pain, and passed out. Penn freaked out, picked her up, and got her to the hospital. She needed medical attention ASAP.

~u~

"This…this is all my fault. I should have killed it as soon as I saw it. Ugh…I'm so stupid…" Penn frowned, at the heavily bandaged Corona.

He'd gotten her to the hospital just in time, and they treated her before anything serious happened. They just had gotten home.

Corona frowned, as well. "It's okay Penn. This isn't your fault. You tried to kill it. I was the one who offended it anyways…" her face showed that she didn't blame him for this, at all.

Of course, he still felt terrible.

If he couldn't protect her from a bee, how could he protect her from Jane or Rippen?