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Ricardo had an equity stake in the ever growing enterprise. As the forces of darkness swept through regions and enslaved the people therein, VampBeGone LLC became the most highly valued corporation on Earth.

Wandering Shop Stories 2h ago

The Wandering Shop Stories #prompt for today, Wed-3-Jun, is #stake. Feel like writing something short and sweet that has the word "stake" in it? Check out the definitions of the word at: https://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/stake Join in and tag it with #wss366! #writing #WritingLife #microfiction h/t @tobadzistsini

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Steven D. Brewer 🏳️‍⚧️11h ago

She peered over his head into the hollow.
"I can see them coming and going! Can I taste their honey?"
"Do you want to get stung?" the bear asked.
"Uh…" she said. "No?"
"Then, no, you can't taste their honey. But I can replicate some for you."
"Let's go!" Brunhilde crowed. (5/5) #wss366

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Steven D. Brewer 🏳️‍⚧️11h ago

"Put your ear against the tree," he said, "and listen."
She pressed her ear up against the hollow tree.
"It's buzzing!" she whispered. "But I want to see! Hold me up!"
"Hold on tight," he said. He stood up on his hind legs and raised her his full four meters into the air. (4/5) #wss366

Steven D. Brewer 🏳️‍⚧️11h ago

The bear leaned back against his favorite rock and fired up a cigarette. A bee landed on his nose. He took a big puff and released a stream of smoke that chased the bee away.
"Hey! Hey! Where do the bees come from?" Brunhilde asked, watching the honeybees visiting clover in the grass. (1/5) #wss366

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Steven D. Brewer 🏳️‍⚧️11h ago

The bear carefully snubbed out his cigarette and then let Brunhilde scramble up on his shoulders. She squealed and clung to his fur as he rolled onto all fours and headed into the woods.
"There," he said, pointing up at a hollow in a tree.
"I can't see anything!" she said, squinting. (3/5) #wss366

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Steven D. Brewer 🏳️‍⚧️11h ago

"They have a hive nearby where they live," the bear said.
"Where is it?" she asked.
"I think there are several around the picnic park," the bear said. "But I've only found one."
"Show me!" Brunhilde demanded, lifting her arms over her head. (2/5) #wss366

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tobadzistsini 12h ago

"Ya still hain't answered mah question."
"Forthcoming please response!"
"We come in peace" groaned Shorty.
"Your pollenators" A tentacle rose, covered with his finest bees, "Venom potency agreeable. You how kids say, 'Get a good #buzz?'"
Burt cracked a smile, "Yer lucky ya made me laugh." He lowered the gun, "Y'all got thirty minutes afore I fill both yer keisters with rock salt." 3/3
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tobadzistsini 12h ago

"Freeze" he growled, drawing a bead with the iron sights.
Two leopard-spotted tripods with three eyes rolled and stumbled, "Ah shit."
The shorter of the two flopped forward.
"Please shooting not us!" wailed the taller one.
Burt spat, "What're youse doin' in my apiary?"
Three stalks shot upright and the eyes blinked, "Apologies! Graduation us for!"
He stared them down, "Agin, why youse here?"
"Party time is it" Shorty echoed, "Party party" groaned a weary voice. 2/x
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tobadzistsini 12h ago

Burt leaned put the window overlooking his hives. The bees were buzzing at midnight and stirred him from his sleep. Something glowed over in the field of snapdragons.
"What's goin' on?" muttered Dennis.
He pulled on pants. "Dunno, just go back ta sleep." The weight of his shotgun lent courage to face whatever riled up his bees.
Under the drone were crickets and other night bugs filling those empty hours.
He confirmed both barrels had shells as Burt spied lurking shadows. 1/x
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