JP - Don't Bee Rude

Bumble looked at Piritta and tilted her head to the side. “Hello, I am Bumble…” She said, holding out a hand while she kept her young bee child held close. “My bees won’t harm any of you.”

“Oh, I stuck my entire arm in a beehive for some honey and I was fine.” Piritta shrugged. “I’m not worried.”

Bumble raised an eyebrow. “Interesting.” She mused. “What is your name, ma’am?”

“Olen Piritta Toivonen.” Piritta said.

“That is…Finnish.” Bumble noted. “Where should I go here? My swarm of bees will be fine in flower areas and trees, but I must be around more…human things.” She glanced around with her pale eyes.

“You’re a human sized bee with a giant bee and a swarm of bees, you can go wherever the Hell you want.” Piritta said encouragingly. “I have a friend that grows plants, she can make these berries that are out of this world. I bet the pollen from her berry plants can make your friends high as fuck.”

“They are family,” Bumble corrected in a polite tone. “I was genetically engineered from my…well, I used to look human until my meta ability hit. They put Queen Bee DNA in me while I was in that place…so all the bees think I’m their queen now.”

“Ah, perhe.” Piritta said. “What’s it like being a bee?”

“It’s a constant warmth.” Bumble explained. “At least for me, it is. The bees often swarm around me and make a blanket to keep myself and Breezy here warm and safe.” She pet the little bee in her arms.”

“Oh.” That had not been what Piritta was expecting. “I don’t get cold easily either.”

“You are very strong,” Bumble complimented. “I saw you holding that silver haired cat man as if he weighed nothing.”

“Oh, that’s Colt. I’ve carried him a lot.” Piritta said. “At least he didn’t grab my boobs that time.”

“He’s grabbed your boob?” Bumble looked horrified.

“It might not have been on purpose so I didn’t throw him.” Piritta shrugged. “I was carrying him over my shoulders and he was trying to hold on so he wouldn’t fall off…”

Bumble nodded in understanding. “Ah, I understand now.” She said, looking at Colt as he walked by, cigarette in his mouth. “Smoking is not healthy, sir!”

Colt just flipped her off. “Bite me,” He grumbled.

“Hei Colt!” Piritta scolded “Älä ole töykeä!” She grabbed Colt in a headlock.

Colt yelled and slapped Piritta’s arm. “LET GO OF ME, DAMN IT!”

“Sano, että olet pahoillasi Bumblelle!” Piritta shouted, wrestling Colt to the ground.

“Why should I, woman?!” Colt snarled, as he tried to push her off, but Piritta was still far stronger than him.

Bumble just watched in total shock, covering her child’s eyes.

“Because you were rude! She just got out of MegaCorp, you insensitive ääliö!” Piritta said. “And smoking is bad for you! And bad for the bees!”

“Fine, fine! Damn! Let go!” Colt said, reluctantly giving up. He knew Piritta and Bumble were right and probably deserved this minor ass kicking.

Bumble stepped back as Colt finally got up.

“Sorry about that,” He told the bee woman. “I’m just…not in the right headspace lately.”

“It is…okay.” Bumble was perplexed, but did not wish to bother Colt further.

“You should use those calming pheromones Tzeitel gave you.” Piritta said.

“Yeah, I think I will actually.” Colt said and walked off to get some rest.

“The bees say he is very stressed.” Bumble said once he was out of earshot. “Maybe he is in need of some release of tension? Does he exercise?”

Lyle could be heard spitting his drink and laughing in the background.

“Sort of, with blond idiots whose names he can’t remember.” Piritta rolled her eyes.

Bumble shook her head in disappointment. “Man needs help.” Her little bee buzzed in agreement.

“Joo.” Piritta agreed.

“You get some good rest tonight, Miss Piritta.” Bumble said in a kind voice before slipping away with her bees, the buzzing full of cheerfulness. They were obviously as happy as she was to be free.