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A/N: So a flashback is on the agenda for this chapter. Remember that anything that is either a thought or a flashback is typed in italics, like this. This chapter will also introduce another monstergirl, and I may (and I really, really, REALLY stress "may") elaborate on the fate of said monstergirl as it pertains to this flashback, depending on the feedback.

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Chapter 3

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"Husband!"

Calvin froze in the middle of stacking wood his father was chopping up, and looked up in shock. About 10 meters away was a familiar, fuzzy, smiling face he'd seen all too often from the edge of the forest near his family farm while he worked in the fields with his father. But this was the first time said face was this close, and talking to him!

"Grizzly. Stay back son." Gordon said. The teen nodded and quickly moved behind one of the trees his father had just started to chop down. The dopey-looking grizzly eyed the boy and smiled longingly, not even paying attention to the fact that a huge tree and a huge man were now obstructing her view.

"Why you hide, husband? Winnie miss you." The bear pouted, twisting a pawed foot on the ground much the way a child does when they've done something wrong.

"Wh- what?" Calvin asked, peering from behind the large oak. "I don't even know you! How could you miss me?"

"Winnie watch future husband all the time," she said, holding her hands clasped at her chest. "Then one day Winnie not see you outside in fields. Winnie get sad…" the bear's big brown eyes looked watery for a moment, "but now Winnie happy because husband here in forest!"

"He's not your husband 'Winnie', he's not even a man yet."

"He will be husband and man. Winnie make sure. Winnie stole honey from buzzy ladies, but Winnie not eat all honey this time. Winnie feed husband! Honey make husband want Winnie, then Winnie make husband a man." The grizzly stood proudly, showing off her generous bust, which was only barely covered by her long brown hair. Under one arm she held a rather large pot, labeled "Hunny" which she set down carefully. Her normally dopey and lethargic mood had changed predatory, and a feral grin showed her razor sharp teeth.

"RUN!" Gordon shouted. Calvin took off like a shot and the grizzly roared, breaking into a charge. She'd easily catch him once she got up to speed…

But tripped and fell flat on her face.

She growled, getting up fast and paused for only a split second at the sight of the hulking man before her.

"My son is NOT up for marriage by force," Gordon growled. The grizzly made to push past the burly human, and said human was barely able to block her with his bo staff and shove her backwards, onto her ass. Gordon readied himself, knowing that wasn't going to happen twice. The only thing worse than standing between a Grizzly and her targeted man was standing between her and her cubs.

In both cases, it wouldn't end well for the person in the way, but then Gordon wasn't an ordinary person either.

The grizzly sprung up fast and leapt for him, but only caught air as Gordon tucked and rolled right under her dive. She was fast on her feet as well and once again made to dash after the young man, but a whack to the back of the head quashed that thought.

"Uh uh. You're not getting him 'till you deal with me first!" Gordon rushed her this time, throwing his entire weight into his dive as she turned around. He succeeded in stumbling the grizzly again, though it hardly fazed her. The burly man followed up with several fast strikes to her body, hoping to cause enough pain to get her to run off the other way.

But Winnie was having none of that. Her body was far more durable than a typical human, and while the blows hurt, it wasn't nearly enough in her lusty state to drive her away; it only fueled her rage. She roared and swiped for Gordon's head, attempting to knock him out, but she was still far slower than him, relying on brute strength and nothing else. Several times she swung at him but he dodged and followed up with several more strikes of his own.

"I no want hurt father-in-law, but you sleep now!" Winnie roared, running over to the woodpile that Gordon was making. She hefted a log in one hand and hurled it towards him as casually as one would throw a stick. Gordon ducked the first, aimed for his head, then jumped the second when Winnie tried to trip him up. Before she got to her third log, Gordon had closed the distance and swung for a knockout blow, but Winnie had turned just in time, catching his staff in one paw and throwing her head forward, hard.

Gordon saw stars and staggered backwards. If she toppled him, he was finished.

She lunged again and connected with both his shoulders, throwing him down with her weight, but Gordon rolled back and planted his foot into her stomach, kicking as hard as he could. Winnie screamed as she went airborne, sent flying as her own momentum was used against her.

And with a wet "plop," landed head first into the pot of honey.

Gordon was on his feet in an instant, expecting her to attack again, but instead was treated to a sad, yet comical sight.

"Oh bother!" Winnie whined, standing up with the jar completely stuck on her head and its contents dripping down her shoulders as she tried in vain to dislodge her head. "Winnie stuck! Husband! Help!" The grizzly began running in haphazard circles in a panic, reminding Gordon very much of the time when he'd cut the heads off chickens and they'd run around frantic. It was short-lived though, as they'd eventually collapse, Winnie might have continued running, until her next turn brought her headfirst into a tree, knocking her out cold.

"Grizzlies…" Gordon mumbled. He approached the bear and poked her once with his staff, right in her groin, to ensure it wasn't a trick. When she didn't twitch or flinch, Gordon kneeled by her head and grabbed the honey pot with both hands. After a couple pulls he popped the jar off her head and quickly turned it upright, revealing the honey-coated, snoozing face of Winnie the Grizzly Bear, who had a rather large knot on her forehead. Gordon took a rag from his pocket and wiped her face, cleaning off the honey. Despite her disheveled appearance, she was very beautiful. She looked like an ordinary human wearing a suit of bear fur, except her front was not as fuzzy, which showed off all of her womanly charms.

And of course, she was well over six feet tall, had paws instead of hands, cute furry ears on top of her head, and beastly strength just like a real bear, despite her relative size.

It always brought a pang to Gordon's heart when he had to fight these monstergirls, as he was raised a chivalrous man, and as such, striking a woman was very much frowned upon.

"That strength of hers is amazing, just misguided. Thank goodness they can't focus with their heads in the clouds." Gordon mused. "But if they could be taught…"

His thoughts were interrupted by the sound of buzzing. A LOT of buzzing. The dirt on the ground was being disturbed as though a miniature tornado had touched down.

And then he had to deal with something far worse than one grizzly: A swarm of honeybees. At least five or six had already landed a few meters away. Twice as many were still hovering in the sky behind them, and their ranks were swelling, but fast!

"Oh wow, he knocked that grizzly out cold," one of them said, smiling at him.

"He saved our honey!' Said another. "The queen will be so happy!"

"Prime husband material. The way he handles that staff, I bet he's good with his own staff too," another giggled.

"Oh fuck me...," Gordon groaned.

"Well if you insist, handsome," a fourth said, licking her lips. The others nodded and began to encircle him, about to swarm.

Gordon took a fighting stance, swinging and twirling his staff about in the manner his master had taught him once long ago, keeping the circle at bay. So this was it. Tough as he was, he was outnumbered. At least Calvin got away. His son was sharp and when his father didn't return home, he'd tell the village and-

"Dad! I'll save you!" Cried Calvin. The young lad swung at one bee with his staff, but she easily fluttered back and dodged his strike. Another quickly swooped down from behind and locked his arms behind his back, holding him tight.

"Two for one!" She moaned huskily, sniffing the boy's musky scent and holding him close. "This must be our lucky-"

"RELEASE THEM AT ONCE!"

Every honeybee immediately backed away, including the one holding Calvin, and turned to the voice. Calvin rushed to his dad's side and saw the most beautiful creature he'd ever laid eyes on.

Another honeybee, though she looked far superior to the others. Her abdomen was somewhat extended, and the stinger on her tail was curved and smooth like a scimitar, unlike the barbed stingers on the other bees. Her long, flowing hair swayed about her with the fluttering of her wings. A crown made of polished wood and segments of amber adorned her head. She had strange, tribal-looking drawings that seemed to be shaved into the black and yellow fuzz on her abdomen. Whereas the other bees all wore a rather simple (and skimpy) tight yellow outfit that only did enough to cover their more naughty parts, this one wore a beautiful, regal-looking dress.

No doubt about it, this was their queen.

She landed on the ground and every single bee took a knee and bowed their heads. She appraised the two male humans, standing tall but nervous.

"Please come forth," she said, more of a command than a request.

"Thanks but no thanks, and I thought I told YOU to run away!" Gordon said to the queen, then his son.

"I'm sorry dad but I couldn't just leave you-"

"Silence!" The queen shouted. She looked over at the unconscious grizzly with a nod of approval, and motioned to one of her guard bees who flew over and grabbed the pot of honey, checking for what was left. The bee brought the large jar to her queen, who inspected it herself before handing it back and addressed the two men.

"Whether by accident or on purpose, I do not know, but you have done us a great service, human." The queen said with a slight smile. "That grizzly nearly made off with all the honey we've produced for the coming winter, and without it, many of my babies would have starved." She noticed the large male's expression had not changed, though he'd pulled his son closer to him. "And I can tell you share the importance of caring for one's young."

"That I do," Gordon replied quietly. "No thanks are necessary, your majesty."

The queen nodded. "Swift, strong, AND well-mannered. Prime husband material indeed, but I already have a mate." She sighed dreamily, looking off into space for a moment, before composing herself. "Of course, that doesn't stop my worker bees from trying to find a man of their own to share."

Several of the honeybees tensed up, wings beginning to flutter excitedly. Calvin clung to his father's side, particularly when the bee who'd grabbed him earlier winked at him and bit her lower lip.

"BUT…," said the queen with a pause, several bees groaning quietly, "as I said, you've done a great service to us, and for that my colony is in your debt. How may we repay you?"

"What will happen to Winnie?"

"Who?"

"The grizzly," Gordon asked, noticing several worker bees were tieing the unconscious creature up. "What do you plan to do with her?"

"She will be executed." The queen replied coldly. "Catching one like this is neigh impossible, and I won't let this beast attack us again!"

"What? You're just going to kill her? But Grizzlies don't kill honeybees-"

"You would question my authority? Even my husband is careful when to question my decisions, and he rules alongside me. You are either very brave, or very ignorant, human."

He bowed respectfully. "Forgive me for not introducing myself. My name's Gordon, and I'm a little from column A, and a little from column B." He chuckled at his own joke, but the queen merely stood there, arms folded and an expectant scowl on her face.

Gordon rubbed his brow in thought for a moment, wondering how to handle this...

"Son, go home RIGHT now. I need to talk with the quee-.. .her majesty," he corrected, smiling at the queen honeybee and bowing graciously once more.

"But dad, I-"

Gordon glared at him. "Calvin, you didn't listen to me the first time. Do you REALLY want to find out what will happen if you don't listen to me a second time?"

The young lad shook his head no vehemently.

"Worry not. One of my guards will escort him home safely." The queen gestured and another honeybee from the rear of the group stepped forward. She was younger than the others, though seemed no less capable. She shyly walked up to Calvin, who began to back away until she grasped his hand and smiled, her antennae twitching.

Calvin felt his heart skip a beat when he looked into her eyes. Her smile was so innocent and sweet, and her hand felt so warm; hardly what one would expect from a guard bee. The honeybee stared back at him, feeling a loss for words herself. It was as if an invisible spark had shot between them for a heartbeat, before she blushed and looked down at his feet in a manner of respect.

"Please lead the way, young master."

Calvin looked to his father, who nodded.

Swallowing, Calvin stood tall and began walking with the honeybee towards his home. She never let go of his hand. "Um, please don't call me 'master'. My name's Calvin."

"Calvin… that's a nice name…" Gordon heard the bee say as the two went out of sight.

"Thanks, dad said I'm named after my great-grandpa. What's your name?"

"My name's…" but by then, the two were out of earshot as well.

"You have my word that your son will get home safely." Said the queen. "Now, as for that grizzly, why do you care so much about her life? She attacked you, did she not?"

"She did. She was after my son."

"You could have lost your child. Would you have shown her mercy, had she succeeded?"

"If she'd killed him, no." Said Gordon. "But then she wasn't trying to harm him. She just wanted him for a mate. And I couldn't fathom ending her life for that. Just as I can't imagine you killing her for stealing some of your honey…"

"Which would have resulted in my children starving," replied the queen, patiently.

She had him there.

"What if… I could ensure you, right now, that this grizzly, and any others around here, would never attack your hive again, without killing her?"

Nearly all the bees began to murmur and buzz amongst each other. There was no way an ordinary human could-

The queen raised her arm and all fell silent again.

"That's quite the feat, Gordon. I'd scoff at such a promise, but you're clearly not a typical human. If you could do that…" She said with a smirk, "I would be indebted to you for the rest of my life, as would my entire colony. Perhaps we will see just how… atypical… you are."

Gordon smiled, never one to back down from a challenge.'

"However, for now let's not talk of what may or may not be, and let's talk about what IS," said the queen.

"Well then, about that debt..."

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