A Quick Bout and Devious Plans
The forest was quiet around them aside from the occasional beedrill swarm passing over head. he had set autumn on the ground not too long ago after realizing he couldn't feel his arms anymore.
[COMM] The Dusk Ball - Day 3
It felt as if each side of his rear had been visited by a colony of beedrills. . . or at least one beedrill. he thankfully hadn't been given the misfortune of knowing the power of a beedrill sting, but he doubted they were as painful as this.
The Dawn of a New Age: Trials and Tribulations - Act2/Chapter6
A swarm of beedrill came out of nowhere and threatened to turn me into the worlds largest shishkabab; turtle flavored with extra insect venom.
Pokephilia Story - A Frog's Only Wish (Sariah's Tale P.1)
Beautiflies, butterfrees, leadybahs, and even an occasional combee or beedril was around. and on the ground were oddish, sunflora, and even flabebe. sariah grabbed a lotad water sprinkler and filled it with water.
Beyond the League: Chapter 8
“just don't ask me to do it for a beedrill," mark returned. _“never_ a beedrill."
Chapter 10
She shook her claw as if she had been stung by a beedrill, then continued walking forward again, until the mental thrum of the grey's cold mind laid behind a single door.
Destination, Part I
There were a lot of butterfree and beedrill, and the occasional scyther or pinsir, which gave his team something a bit more stimulating to go up against.
Blooming Poinsettia
The label read "beedrilled's intense touch honey". i walked over to stand beside apollo, nuzzling against the espeon. "i read about it online.
Chapter Two: Promise to the Stars
It buzzed like a beedrill who'd been disturbed from collecting pollen from a sweet flower as the chirping seemed all the louder without the cloth muffling it. trying to shut it up, i dropped the thing.
Chapter Eight: Team Rocket Trio!
It was a horde of beedrills, weedles, caterpies, and butterfrees. all flying toward the machine. most of them were still stuck to each other in middle of coitus. meowth rubbed his paws together. “ah, i see.
A Fitting Gift
Out of nowhere, just flying in like a crazy beedrill." he laughed when she hugged him tighter, feeling her face heat against him. "aww, you all shy now?" "no."
Beyond the League Chapter 7
“oh damn it; tell me that's not a beedrill." “too loud to be a beedrill," lance replied, giving mark a little comfort in his certainty.