tobadzistsini23h 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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"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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"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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