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Cynwrig

There's a hierarchy of things in the Insect Kingdoms, and everyone follows their program: if someone steps out of line, you handle it yourself with your own four hands.

I was just into adulthood. All the other beetles would pick on me for my size. It was just the culture of the time. Everyone loved the largest, the shiniest, and those who could lift the most detritus. It was a simple life, and I enjoyed it for what it was.

But that all changed when the bees attacked. They were bullies, and the worst of their kind was their queen, bossing me around and making me feel so small. I had never felt as powerless as when she would look down upon me and say "Oh bee, oh by, what a cute little bug you are."

From the moment we stepped through Tik Tik's portal and into the Floral Forest, I had my guard up for the bees' pushy tactics. But even a singular soldier gave me trouble, and I couldn't protect Tik Tik. It was then that I felt just as useless as I had back in my home tree.

I became nothing but an annoying buzz in the back of her ear. Even when I tried to save Baker from being ripped to shreds, I couldn't hold myself back from throwing up! I know he's made of foodstuff, and I know he likes to be eaten, but that didn't really matter!

I'm weak.

I'm useless.

Do you really want to know what happened to me when we split up? It isn't going to matter, but okay, only because Tik Tik asked.

I passed out, that much I remembered, and when I came to, I found myself stuffed in one of those tiny little cells. It was cramped and it was terrifying, and I wriggled and flailed until I finally popped out, covered in some sticky white substance that tasted like burning.

When I began to crawl out, a couple bees surrounded me and poured honey over my face. I scrambled out of the cell, pushing the two aside and stumbling away, feeling woozy and collapsing.

I couldn't accept help from them, even though I knew we were coming to make a deal. If I had shown weakness, I would have given the whole colony an advantage over Tik Tik and the rest of you.

So, I pushed myself up, and I scrambled to my feet. Even then, the bees surrounded me, offering me honey in large globs. I pushed them all away, knowing how much of a sweet, sweet trap it would be to even consider the nutritious gift.

I ran away through the tight corridors, my footfalls uncertain and my energy low. I passed by so many bees. Hundred and hundreds of bees. Each of them stopping to look at me, and each of them reaching out at me, just like they did all those years ago. Just like they held me down as the queen loomed over me, teasing me, laughing at me, and calling me a cute little short baby man.

Ah, you're going to cut all the asides, right? Yes, I should get back to what I was saying:

My mind was racing with uncomfortable thoughts I shall not describe here. I turned through many corridors to get away, only to slam right into the largest, fuzziest body I felt in that labyrinth of nightmares.

He was big and bulky. Nothing like the sleek and slender body of the queen, and certainly shorter than her; he was still a hulk compared to the pampering workers rubbing and licking over his body. His even larger eyes looked down upon me, and he frowned.

I froze there on the ground. Here was the first male bee I had ever seen. This one was huge and bulky, nothing like me, and he had all the workers all over him. I was beginning to wonder if there were any male bees, but all questions to that effect melted when he spoke.

"Yo bro, you okay?" he asked, holding out one hand.

I hopped up, clutching my fists, my wings buzzing. I offered a challenge in return for his taunt, and he just shrugged, holding his hand out to the side.

A worker placed a glob of sweet honey on his hand, and he drank up the drop right there, sighing and smacking his lips. "Dude, you need to chill out. Seriously, stop and have some honey."

"Why does everyone want me to have honey!" I snapped.

Another of the males approached me from behind, squatting down so we were at eye level and holding out his own glob. "It's the best energy source a drone can have, bro! You're really low energy after you upchucked all over the atrium."

"I'm not your bro, buddy!" I scoffed.

"Yeah, guess not, a third drone said, poking his head out of a ceiling cell. "We're all bros here because we're in the same colony."

"True, true!" said the first drone. "And we know we always gotta keep our energy up 'cause the flight's coming soon."

"The... flight?"

"Nuptials, bro!" says a fourth, hopping down from his cell. He performed squats while a worker handed him small blobs, which he juggled into his mouth. "Gotta work the cardio and the endurance."

"And that is because...?"

A fifth drone stepped beside me, and when I turned to face him, I nearly walked right into his dick!

"Oh, dude, sorry, bro. Just check out the merch." He said.

"Lookin' good, bro!" said the second drone.

"Check mine out," said the fourth.

Before I knew it, they were all flopping out their giant schlongs right in front of my face.

"Got the claspers nice and ready, bro."

"Looking forward to the nuptial, bro!"

"Hey, little bro, how about you?" the third asked. "You lookin' forward to gettin' it on with a virgin queen, or whatcha outside guys into?"

And to tell you the truth, Eshere. No guy has been so casual or eager to ask me such a question.