The Changing of the Guard

“Hi Bea! Where y’bin?”
“Buzzin’ around.”Bees
(Sound like band-saws: giant bee laughter.)
“Buzz me in, Bess.”
“B’Guard Bea buzzed in 19.55.”
“Thanks. So how’s Her Majesty?”
“In a bonnet about somethin’.”
“Still?”
“You know what it is?”
“Happened on my watch. That Eric! Caught him sneakin’ into the Princesses.”
“That bee’s a drone!”
“Well, duh! But y’know, birds n’bees.”
“Whadda birds gotta do with it?”
“Be glad when the nuptial flight’s over. Tomorrow, right?”
“Yep. OK. You set? I’ll buzz.”
“Formalities! B’guard Bess I relieve you.”
“B’guard Bea I stand relieved. Now, I’m off to suck down some nectar.”
“Big day tomorrow. Get some zzs.”
“Yeah-yeah.”

© TheSupercargo


The above was written for the Friday Fictioneers flash fiction forum curated by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. The prompt: a photo of a giant bee. (See the photo prompt, Jennifer Pendergast’s photo here.). Jennifer P is ElmoWrites.

To see a list of links to all the responses to this week’s Friday Fictioneers prompt, click here.