Chloe sighs wishfully as she watches the screen. It was her and Belle, performing beautifully together.

They were so perfect together.

Two of the most beautiful heroes Paris has ever seen.

How could they not be meant to be?

They were both so graceful, regal; easily they towered over everyone else. No one else could compare.

That damn fox would see it one day.

They'd be together for sure.

They-

"Obsessing over that bird again?"

Chloe's blissful expression fell away, an angry sneer replacing it. "I'm sorry," she tuts, "did I ask for your opinion, Beea?" She turned to the kwami, the only drawback to Queen Bee. Beea had to be the rudest little thing Chloe ever had the displeasure of coming across. And that was saying something. There was Marinette. And Malin. And kinda Ladybug. But out of all of them, Beea was the worst.

She lived with Chloe. And was a must have in her life.

Beea buzzes angrily, blue eyes narrowing. "You should," she buzzes, "a five thousand year old being knows far more than some charmed fifteen year old."

"Ch-charmed?!"

"Do you truly think the 'affection' you feel for Belle is love?"

"Of course it is!"

Beea huffs. "You should switch miraculous with Malin for a day. I may believe you if you still love her. I'd also love to see you handle Vixx."

Chloe wrinkles her nose. "You saying that fox is really in love with her?"

"I am. A fox can't be charmed by a peacock. I wish I could say the same for a bee..."

Chloe turned away, nose in the air. "You've always been against love."

"Well, bees aren't known for love, my dear chosen." Chloe shoots her a one eyed glare. Beea continues, "Companionship, trust, and teamwork a bee should cherish more, love, love can be distracting. Complicated. Tiring. I will always personally think my bees shouldn't bother."

Chloe huffs, snarling, "Well I don't care! I love Belle and she loves me! We'll make it work! You'll see!"

Beea peers down at her with knowing eyes, making Chloe quickly look away, not able to take that stare. Humming, Beea said, "If that's what you want to beelieve my dear. Don't get upset when the honey spills." Beea flew off, leaving the scowling blonde alone.

Glaring at the video of Queen Bee and Belle Bleue's teamwork, she nervously asked aloud, "Does... does love really not work for the bee?"

Beea was quiet, and Chloe thought she wouldn't answer.

"It's rare for love to work for the bee," Beea finally answered.

Chloe spares her a glance. Beea meets it patiently. "The bee miraculous is the only miraculous to come without a partner, in this hive. When the bee is awakened, it's usually to support a partnered pair. Secure their victory. Love... the few times my bees have dabbled in it, it mostly ended with their purpose not getting done. Most, most of my bees wound up grounded thanks to love." Beea looks away. "Love generally gets in the way of the bee's task. And most of the time, I see that it's not worth it."

"Surely it has to be sometime," Chloe mumbles.

Humming, Beea murmurs, "Perhaps."

But it's not very often.

A bee is a busy being, there was always something to be done. If love doesn't distract a bee, love doesn't understand.

It was almost a constant fight for her chosens, Beea's seen it many times.

For one to work out, that's too rare for her liking.