Buzbee The Naughty Bumble Bee

Buzbee the naughty bumble bee flapped his wings furiously as he tried to break free from the honey that uncle Nectar had used to snared him with.

Buzbee buzzed and buzzed, but the buzzing just wouldn't shift him.

"That will teach you for being a naughty bumble bee" , retorted aunt Honeycomb

"I told you if you were a naughty bumble bee uncle Nectar would have something to say about it!". 

As Buzbee continued to twist and turn in an attempt to set himself free, he felt his body sink further into the honey.  He knew he was well and truly stuck! 

He buzzed to his little brother Buzz.

"Help me, help me Buzz, get me out of this sticky mess I'm in, I don't deserve to be in here". 

Buzz just laughed and revelled in Buzbee's predicament, he had no intention of helping him.

"It serves you right Buzbee", he sneered.

"Uncle Nectar warned you that if you were a naughty bumble bee you would come to a sticky end, but you just wouldn't listen would you Buzbee", he shouted back at him. 

This angered Buzbee, he started to flap frantically once again, but to no avail, he was not going anywhere. 

"I'll be a good little bumble bee from now on, I promise", he pleaded, but this just went on deaf beeswax ears. 

"I've heard that all before", laughed uncle Nectar. 

"Please uncle, I mean it this time, just give me one more chance, I will be good from now on, I will be a model bee, I have truly learnt my lesson". 

Uncle Nectar just ignored his bee pleas. 

Buzbee knew that he had to find a way out of this dilemma himself, no bee in Beeswax Kingdom was going to help him, he was on his own with this one.

Buzbee thought for a millisecond and then a plan started to emerge, 'I know', he thought to himself, 'I could use that branch from the old oak tree over there to lever myself out of this honey', that should definitely do the trick', and with that he pulled himself forward, twisted his body and managed somehow to grab hold of the branch with his mouth. Snap! went the branch as it broke free from the tree.  

Buzbee slowly and cautiously propelled himself forward with the help of his trusty stick, he could feel it buckle under the strain but he was determined to set himself free.  Suddenly he felt a crack and an unexpected jerk and then to his relief he could feel part of his left wing start to release from the honey,   He continued pushing, crack! went the branch as it broke in half. 

"Oh damn and blast, cried Buzbee, "what am I going to do now?" 

Buzbee's anger now started to turn into disbelief and despair.  He started to sob uncontrollably, he was unconsolable, then just as he was about to lose all bee hope and reside himself to this honey fate, he suddenly heard a faint sound, a sound that he didn't recognise, but a welcoming sound all the same.  He blinked out the tears from his swollen, tear drenched bumble bee eyes. 

"I heard your whimpering cries", she whispered, "and I just had to see if you were ok".

With that Buzbee lifted his head up and looked over to where the voice was coming from. 

"You are a sight for sore eyes", he said feeling rather relieved.  "What's your name?"

"My name's Beetrix".

"You are a rather strange creature aren't you!" Buzbee said, "I've never seen anything quite like you before".

"I'm a butterfly". replied Beetrix.  

"Well, you are a very beautiful butterfly", said Buzbee.

"Now then" asked Beetrix, "what has happened to you?"

"I'm stuck Beetrix, can you help me?  "I have been a naughty bumble bee and my uncle Nectar set a honey trap for me, to teach me a lesson".

There was a slight pause as Beetrix contemplated what Buzbee had just said, then she replied "Oh I see, well if you have been naughty maybe I should just leave you there to your sticky fate".

"Please don't", pleaded Buzbee, "I have learnt my lesson, honestly, I have ". 

"Well what exactly did you do?" asked Beetrix.   

"I stole my little brother Buzz's honeycomb".

"Well that was naughty wasn't it", she said with a rather dominant tone, "you know it is wrong to steal".

"Yes I know that now", he buzzed impatiently.

"Well if you promise me that you will never do that again, I will set you free",

"I promise", replied Buzbee.

There was a slight moment of silence, an air of anticipation and then rather unexpectedly, Beetrix lunged forward, grabbed hold of both of Busbee's honey congealed wings  and started to pull forcefully with all her butterfly strength.

"Ouch!" Buzbee yelled, "You're hurting me!.

Beetrix ignored Buzbee's cries and just kept on pulling. 

Then just as Beetrix was about to stop pulling, there was an almighty bang! followed by another almighty bang! and then a whooshing noise, Beetrix looked over her beautiful butterfly shoulders and to her delight saw a rather sticky Buzbee being catapulted through the air. 

"I'm free, I'm free!, I'm free at last!"  chanted Buzbee, "Thank you so much Beetrix, you are my butterfly heroine, you are my life saver!" 

"Just remember what I said Buzbee, no more naughtiness, no more stealing, otherwise you know what will happen, be a good little bumble bee from now on", "no more tricks", and with that she gave Buzbee the sweetest of sweetest butterfly smiles, flapped her iridescent wings and disappeared into the midnight sky. 

'I think I'm in love", Buzbee said, "I will never be naughty again,  I know what I did was wrong and from now on, I will be the most well behaved bumble bee within Beeswax Kingdom"

"Time will tell", buzzed uncle Nectar, to Buzbee "only time will tell".