The Bird and the Bee
A few bees observed what he was doing. They were furious! They attempted to sting the bird as they flew after him aggressively. The bird’s ability to fly quickly served him well because he was fighting for his life. He entered his house and quickly closed the door.
“What’s wrong?”, the fairy enquired. “Did you purchase any honey?”
“I had to purchase it? I tried to get the honey from the bee hives” said the bird.
“Oh no!” the fairy exclaimed. “The bees must be really angry, I think.”
A swarm of bees was trying to enter the windows and door when she peered out of her window and saw them. They heard her yell. “Hey, you good bees! Don’t be furious, please. The local bluebird was not aware of any better!” The bees said, “He’s a thief! You are his friend, too. You must also be a thief too!”
“Oh! We’re not thieves,” the fairy declared. “Look, I understand your ire, but if you give us some space, I’ll offer you a gift”, the fairy said. The bees gave it some thought. “What will you provide us?” The fairy surveyed her home. “I could give you my wonderful mirror with a golden frame.” Bees agreed since they adore anything that is golden in colour. They said, “Now we won’t sting you, fairy. We are only going to sting the bird!” They then made another attempt to cram themselves into the blocked windows. Bluebird was frightened to death!
The fairy said, “Wait! In exchange for leaving the bird alone, I will offer you some flowers from my garden.” They were delighted because bees use the nectar from flowers to make honey. The flowers were brought back and placed beneath their hive. The queen bee received the mirror after they took it. The absence of the bees brought the bird some relief. What a fool he had been!
The poor fairy’s garden was suddenly devoid of flowers. She felt quite dejected. She hurried to the restroom to wipe away her tears but being unable to look into her lovely gold mirror only made her feel worse. And to top it all off, she and the bluebird had to enjoy breakfast with dry pancakes!
Moral: always to pick your friends and housemates carefully. They might not be head-pooping birds, but they might be unintentionally thieves.
