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thebeebi · 3 years

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You will be beautiful.

pairing: Taehyung x reader

warnings: disturbing, violence, yandere theme... can’t tell you much, because then it would not create the wow effect I wanted. ;)

genre: modern, rich boy / poor girl

word count: 4.4k

a/n: it would be better if you eat before reading this hahaha, you’ve been warned! There might be some gram. mistakes. English is not my first language. Enjooooy ♥

...Y/N stopped walking and stood still, hypnotized by Taehyung’s every movement. Something about him was so attractive to her, that she forgot about the outside world. Not only was he handsome and her ideal type, but there was this strange aura around him that made her halt her steps and just adore his visuals. She stared at him so intensively, that even he felt it and looked up from his phone, looking around feeling something weird. He was unsure what it was until he met her gaze. To Y/N, it felt like an eternity when they locked their eyes, but Taehyung swiftly looked back to his phone smirking while whispering silently: “beautiful.”

They were so different. He was one of the most wanted men in the world. Not only he was born with a silver spoon but also his physical features were out of this world. She was just an ordinary girl not very pretty, but also not ugly, a bit of weight to spare. Since childhood, Y/N had several health problems, which resulted in the scale to show three digits of her weight. This caused both others and her, to hate herself. She hated her body until he showed up one day. When she saw him for the first time, her legs started shaking. It was when she was coming out of the university’s areal while complaining to her best friend, Hwasa, about her day and how others made fun of her weight. Y/N thought that once she changes the environment and enrols at university, people would act more mature and the bullying would stop. She hoped people would stop caring about her weight and looks, but nothing changed. As it was a problem at her high school. It was even worse at the university because at lectures she attended there were about 200 people. She felt unwell even if she only had to pass through the lecture hall to find the seat. Usually, when the lecture ended she would go out hearing other people’s whispers or some rude guys shouting rude remarks at her. Elephant. Whale. Roach. It was more than often that she ran out of there with teary eyes without waiting for the lecture to finish. That was the day she met Taehyung. He stood in front of the gate while typing furiously into his phone. Even though he was one of the most handsome men she had ever seen, Y/N realised she would not have any chance with him. Ever. Hwasa, who was waiting for her, ran towards her bigger friend and started talking about her boring day and what she has to do once she gets home, but Y/N paid no attention to her words. While Hwasa was talking about homework, Y/N stopped walking and stood still, hypnotized by Taehyung’s every movement. Something about him was so attractive to her, that she forgot about the outside world. Not only was he handsome and her ideal type, but there was this strange aura around him that made her halt her steps and just adore his visuals. She stared at him so intensively, that even he felt it and looked up from his phone, looking around feeling something weird. He was unsure what it was until he met her gaze. To Y/N, it felt like an eternity when they locked their eyes, but Taehyung swiftly looked back to his phone smirking while whispering silently: “beautiful.”

“Don’t forget the homework we have to submit due to-“ Hwasa turned to Y/N while explaining the importance of the papers they have to submit, but it was only then that she realised her friend is nowhere close to her. She looked around looking for her friend, but couldn’t find her. “Y/N?” She shouted walking back to the place where she has last seen Y/N. When she recognized a familiar figure, Hwasa waved at her shouting her name once again. When Y/N heard her name, she looked away from the mysterious man and waved back. “Why are you still here, Y/N? Let’s go!“ She said as she started pulling her hand leading them in the direction they were supposed to go. Again. I wanna see him again. As Hwasa tried her best to walk her toward the crossroad, Y/N turned her head towards the man but was surprised when he was already looking at her. Their eyes were locked until the two girls walked around the corner.

“Beautiful,” Taehyung whispered when he looked away from the girl who was staring at him. Unknowingly, the girl was for him the most beautiful human he had ever seen. Her size, face without any scar and for sure she had a perfect body. Her body would be worth it. Taehyung would give her all his attention if he only did not have to deal with the problem in his company. He thought that he would just shortly reply to the stupid texts and look back at the mysterious beauty. He wanted to know her name and everything there is possibly to know, but before he could ask her, Taehyung heard a random girl shouting a name. When he looked up from his phone, Taehyung saw a skinny girl pulling his beauty away from him. “Why are you still here, Y/N? Let’s go!“ Taehyung inhaled deeply as he was trying to smell her fragrance. Y/N. He looked at the girl and saw that girl named Y/N is turning to look at him again until he lost her from sight. Right away, Taehyung pulled out the phone from his leather jacket, which he had designed and sewn up. Dialled his assistant’s number, waiting for him to pick up before giving him information about his beauty. “ XY National University, her name is Y/N,” he considered giving his assistant more information but at the same time he did not know anything else about his goddess, so he decided to just stay still. “Find her,” Taehyung said and ended the call before Mr Kim could say anything. Taehyung no longer cared about his company, nor any problems they were currently in. The only thing he wanted was her, Y/N.

It has been a few days since he met his beauty. Not only did he find out Y/N’s full name, address, amount of money she has on her card, but he finally had something he wanted. Her phone number, so he could call her. Even though he waited for her in front of the university every day, she did not show up, so he started to visit her favourite cafés and library. He tried his best to meet her, but it was like she disappeared. If he hadn’t find out all information about her, he would think she was just a beautiful dream. “So beautiful…” he sighed, while small scalpel was slowly cutting into the leather. Taehyung was in the studio, in which no other living being stepped into. It was a small workroom, in which A´he stored all the stuff for his hobby. He created most of the leather clothes and other stuff he wears in this room. The studio was dark, not only walls were painted to black. Even a sofa, which was near the window, was made of dark green satin and all other furniture was made of dark oak.

“Ring. Ring. Ring.”

Taehyung looked at ID showed on the screen of the phone, while softly stroking the leather which he was trying to straighten up and with disgust, he picked up the phone. “I am listening.“ Taehyung said, when he pressed the green button, making known to his assistant that he is ready to hear everything his assistant has to say. “That girl is at work, sir.” It was all Taehyung needed to hear before leaving all stuff alone running towards the car, wanting to meet his beauty. When he arrived in front of the café she worked at, Taehyung looked in the mirror making sure he looked good for the girl he wanted to meet for the past week. A strange smile appeared on his lips that did not disappear even after leaving his car, walking up to the door of her workplace.

Y/N turned towards the sound of the doorbell that rang that day for the hundredth time. “Welcome,” she said automatically without even looking at the man who just entered. Taking the rug to wipe tables, she sighed. I want my shift the end. I want to go home. She thought as she put the dirty rug to side and took little notepad to write down the orders from the customers. Y/N walked from one table to other asking what people want to order, if everything is alright and had small talks with customers until she got to the darkest corner of the café, which was lit up only by little light chains. “Hello, what would you like to or-“she wanted to ask, but words got stuck in her throat as she was who was sitting in front of her. It’s him! Y/N didn’t know how to react, should she jump around feeling happy or just turn around and run away from there, never coming back again. The latter option was more appealing but she needed the money to survive so she just coughed up, pretending that something was stuck in her throat, not wanting to show a handsome stranger that his presence influenced her. “Sorry about that. What would you like to order?” Taehyung who was amused by her behaviour was trying to read all the little details about her face and just mumbled so she could not hear him: “You.” Y/N thought she heard something, but wasn’t sure because she has been overworking herself lately, so she repeated the question: “Sorry, I did not hear you. What would you like to order?” Taehyung tried his best not to repeat his answer and rather decided to point at the advertised drink on the table. She nodded and went to the bar, so she could make him a black coffee Taehyung ordered. He watched her every move so it was obvious he did not miss her being clumsy. She somehow burned her hand and yanked her hand away from hot steam. That will leave the scar. He thought as looked away from her figure while she started walking towards him. Y/N came closer, preparing to put down the cup of coffee, Taehyung pushed the table which resulted in her spilling the coffee on the table and also somehow managed to stain his pants. As he felt hot liquid touch his tight, he stood up from the chair fast and made a sound that made everyone in the café focus on them. Only then did Y/N realise what was going on. “Gosh! I don’t know how this happened. I am so sorry!” Y/N shouted with teary eyes bowing to the handsome man. That was what Taehyung wanted. To see her being helpless. How perfect she looked when tears were staining her rosy cheeks. Even if Taehyung felt the pain, it was nothing compared to the bliss he felt when she cried. “It is alright, stuff like this happens, right?” he laughed and he softly pushed away your hand from his stained jeans. Y/N runs toward the place where she put the rug she was cleaning tables with and walked toward Taehyung, trying to make things better. Even though Taehyung was disgusted with cloth in her hand, he let her try to wipe away stains. “Sir, I am really sorry. I will do anything to apologize.” That is what Taehyung wanted to hear. He had to bit into his lower lip to prevent himself from laughing. How gullible, just how I wanted. My plan is perfect. He knew what he wanted. He had everything planned. All she had to do was to say yes. “If you want to apologize, then go on a date with me” Y/N wasn’t sure if she heard him correctly. Why would he want to go on a date with her, if all she did was cause him pain? She was not sure why he would want to go on a date with her. Is he making fun of me? She thought but before she could think of other negative thoughts, Y/N decided to shake them away. “Please, choose something else how I can apologize to you.” She looked at her shoes, not wanting to meet stranger’s eyes knowing that her thoughts must be right and that he is just trying to make fun of her. “Y/N,” said the stranger, but it was all it took for her to look into his eyes. She should not have done that and she was well aware of that. When she met him for the first time, she could not stop staring at him but now? When she is only a few centimetres away from his face? Impossible to look at anything else! “It is the only way to show me how sorry you are,” Taehyung said not breaking the eye contact between them. He knew she would say yes the moment when she did not ask him how he knew her name. He knew everything about her and that was why he knew she would not reject his proposal. “-but I” Y/N tried to find an excuse until Taehyung said calmly “-the only way”. Y/N wanted to find an excuse for not going on a date with him, but Taehyung’s voice stopped her from interrupting again. “My name’s Taehyung, you finish at 6pm, right?” He asked her even though he knew when she finishes. He even knew that whenever she finishes her work for the day, she goes to a small convenience store for two minutes, so she can buy a grape soda in a can. She nodded and added that she will be done in 30 minutes. “I will wait for you.” Taehyung said as he sits down again in the corner of the café.

Time went by and after 45 minutes, Taehyung stood up from the chair, paid for his coffee and walked out of the café. He thought, that he should wait for her outside because otherwise, it would feel like he waited forever. The thought of her leaving without notifying him was so strong that it slowly but surely started to anger him. Where is she? Did she leave just like that? When I meet her, I am going to twist her n-. “I am sorry for being late. I hope you don’t mind.” Y/N said while smiling fixing her hair which was ruffled because of changing her uniform. Taehyung wanted to show how angry he was but decided to hold back not wanting to scare her. “Let’s have dinner at my place. My car is over there.“ He pointed at the yellow sports car. Y/N did not have a good feeling about this sudden invitation to a dinner date, but after all, she caused his inconvenience. Even though he was still a stranger, a very good-looking stranger, she decided to go with a flow forgetting about the warning sign in her head. Rational thinking told her to not go, but her heart wanted more than just a meeting. Not wanting to waste any more time thinking whether it was right or not, she walked towards the opened door of the yellow car and sat down looking around the leather interior which made her consider what kind of leather it was. The inside of the car smelled like her favourite lotion. Meanwhile, Taehyung walked around to get to the driver seat, she softly touched the beige cover of a steering wheel. “This smell is amazing, it reminds me of my body lotion” She giggled and looked at Taehyung who sat down to his seat. He smiled at her and with long fingers stroked the steering wheel. “Every bit of leather you see on my and in my car was sewn by me. It first, I had to remove meat and then I started working with leather in my studio.” Admitted Taehyung and added: “You are right. It smells here as the lotion because I used it. It is the best one on the market.” He looked away from Y/N and silently started the car, so they would arrive sooner to his house.

The ride took about twenty minutes before they arrived at Taehyung’s house, during which Y/N fell asleep. She was awakened to the sound of a door being closed. She wanted to open the door, but Taehyung was faster and opened it for her with a smile on his lips. “I hope you are hungry because I want to prepare something very special. Just for you.” Y/N smiled at him but shook her head. “I am dieting, I can’t eat much nor eat any meat.” Taehyung inhaled sharply and closed the door to the car once Y/N was out. “Then you should make today an exception. I will let you eat the meat of the best quality. It is worth it!” When they entered the house, she stayed silent trying to understand why this wealthy man asked her to dine with him. “This way,” Taehyung said while pointing in the direction of a huge living room. When she followed him and entered the room, he took remote control to switch on the television and put a hand on her shoulder. “I am going to cook, just stay here and relax. Okay?” Before she could say anything, he disappeared from the room.

He made sure Y/N was not following him when he got to narrow hall and looked around once again making sure no one was around him. Before he entered his workroom, he exhaled and nodded while smirking. Beautiful. He started walking towards the fridge, which is in the back, he stopped midway next to the table, on which he left his work earlier. He looked at the unfinished piece of leather and sighed. He touched it the only bit that had a little imperfection and frowned. Even after three days of working on it, he couldn’t get rid of the imperfections. “You could have been so beautiful but this…” Taehyung shook his head and walked to the fridge pulling out the piece of meat which he decided to make for dinner. “At least you will taste good.” He added walking away from his workroom and after exiting it, he stood still waiting for the door to lock automatically before heading to the kitchen to prepare dinner.

It has been an hour already. What is taking him so long? Y/N thought as she started walking around the room for the fifth time already. His entire house was furnished in a minimalistic style that even if she tried to look for any more decoration or picture, she wouldn’t find any. When she was about to walk to the window, Taehyung appeared while announcing that dinner is ready. “Come with me.” He came closer to her and held her hand trying to walk with her to the dining hall with a huge table that has been set up for two. Taehyung smiled at her sweetly and pulled the chair for her to sit down. When she did, he walked across the table and sat down himself. So romantic. She looked at the lit candles but soon enough threw away the thought knowing there would be nothing between them. “I will give you a little test.” Said Taehyung with which he made Y/N focus her attention on him. Even though she was a really shy person, that did not mean she wasn’t competitive. “What test?” Taehyung smirked and added: “I hunted this by myself. Can you guess what kind of meat is this?” Y/N was unsure what kind of test it was, but her growling stomach decided to play along. When Taehyung pointed at her plate, she took a knife and fork and started cutting up the served delicacy. When she put the first bit in her mouth, she was sure she has never tasted this kind of meat before. Pork? No, it was too different from the taste I know. Beef? Maybe, but some special kind. She wasn’t sure, but before she could try more of it, it was all gone. Taehyung was looking at her without paying attention to his plate. “Liked it?” he asked as he noticed she finished her meal. “Yes, I don’t think I have eaten a better meal than this. What was it? My guess is beef, but I am still not sure.” Instead of answering her question, Taehyung smiled and asked her. “What are your hobbies, Y/N?“ Forgetting their previous conversation, she stayed silent for a bit but admitted that no one has ever asked her about her hobbies. “I would say painting, what about yours, Taehyung?” It was the first time she has ever said his name aloud, but he already felt intoxicated with the idea of her screaming his name later on. How beautiful it would sound. He stood up from the table and took wine glass to his hands. “I love working with leather. I think it is the only thing I enjoy in this world.” Taehyung helped her stand up. “Do you want to see my workroom?” Y/N nodded and let him show the way towards the little room no other living human saw but him. When they got to the narrow hall, he pushed her carefully forward making her stand in front of the door which was locked with code. What could be so important, that he keeps it behind the locked door in his own house? Taehyung took her hand in his own and lead her to touch screen. “I will tell you the code, you can type it.” He laughed as she touched the screen that suddenly lit up. “7,” said Taehyung and she repeated. “7,” “7 7 5 5 4 4 4 6 6,” Taehyung revealed the secret passcode as Y/N softly whispered the numbers while pressing them on the screen. She focused her attention on the door as she hears the sound of unlocking. She pushed the door, so it would open but before she looked inside, her gaze met Taehyung’s with a smile.

Taehyung pressed himself on her back while trying to push open the door Y/N tried to open before. When her eyes went from Taehyung to the dark room, with courageous steps she walked in and looked around. His workroom was nothing special. Y/N noticed small fridge, huge and for sure heavy furniture, large table and wide glass case with some strange looking tools. She walked past the table to look closely at the tools, which Taehyung uses for his hobby. Her fast steps slowed down before they completely halted. Why would he keep in his workroom something like this? She thought as she touched the glass of the case. “Why would you need captive bolt stunner? She looked at the gun used for killing animals that were in her opinion too inhumane. “Don’t you like working with leather?” She suddenly felt unwell. Since she was born, she despised people who enjoy hurting animals. “How could you do this to them? Don’t you like animals?” Taehyung looked her amused. “I do, but… who told you I use these tools on animals?” A smile that was there before, is now long gone and so was the inner peace which has Y/N felt before. Through reflection on the glass, she looked into his eyes but she no longer saw the sweet, hot man who she met in front of her university or at the café. “I have to go!” She said after she gulped even though her mouth was dry. She turned around, determined to leave but Taehyung stood before her to block her steps. “Where would you go? You haven’t seen everything yet.” He placed his hand on her shoulders making her turn towards the table. He digs his nails into her shoulders as he pushed her forward. At first, Y/N did not understand what was so important but when she saw the leather on the table, her face turned pale. Is that skin? “Do you see that, Y/N? Do you see the imperfection?” Taehyung pointed at the tattoo. “I didn’t know she had that. Otherwise, I would have never asked her to eat dinner with me. I wouldn’t share with her same delicacy I served you tonight.” She widened her eyes realising what was going on with tears in them. “But I forgive her that she did something so horrible to her skin. At least she tasted nice.” He laughed and held her chin between his thumb and index finger and with that he made her look at him. “You don’t have any tattoo, right?” Her silence changed to heart-breaking cries. When Taehyung did not receive the answer he wanted to hear, he asked again, but this time with more emphasis on the last word. “Right?!” The only thing she could do was nod slowly. “Great! Do you remember the jacket I was wearing when we met for the first time?” He inhaled sharply and continued: “It is worn-out already and I need a new one. When I saw you for the first time and your beautiful huge body, I knew right away that you will make a perfect materia-” “NO!” Y/N shouted trying to push him away but it was all in vain. “I hope you did not expect getting that delicacy without me getting anything in return?” Even if she knew something was up, she wished and prayed that her hunch was not right. “What are you talking about? I don’t get it!” She was confused and not ready to accept reality, but as she heard the door that was before opened automatically locking, she knew it was the end. “You tasted her precious flesh.” His head moved to the direction of the table. What I ate was a human flesh? She was ready to throw it all up as she tried to push her fingers up her throat but Taehyung helps both of her hand. “And since you did not pass my test,” She was not looking at Taehyung, but his eyes were filled with love for her body as he licked his lower lip. “…now you will be another test for another beauty I will meet later on.” As she could not bear what he was saying, Y/N fainted in his arms, but he let her fall on the cold floor. He saw that so many times that it started getting hilarious. “Oh dear Y/N, just as these was Hana and Jennie, from whom I made the cover for seats in my car, there was also Joy from whom I made my jacket. The pity is that Jane had the tattoo on her skin, otherwise I would use her for my new jacket. And now … You are here. And in the future, there will be others who will not pass my test.” He sighed as he walked towards the glass case and pulled out the captive bolt stunner. You will be beautiful.

a/n: I hid something in the code, I wonder if you can decipher it. :)

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alphacrone · 7 years

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in which jack does not, in fact, go into the NHL

AN: the sequel to this piece. TW: Suicidal thoughts, career changes, hard conversations.

When the confetti rained down in the other team’s colors, Jack felt a cold wave of numbness wash over him.

I don’t want to be alive anymore, he thought, chest tightening with shame and fear. I want to die.

A pause. A breath.

Oh.

“Holy fuck,” Shitty said, staring out over the ice. “You know what? You’re gonna be back here in, like, a few months, huh?”

Jack shrugged, scrolling through his preliminary shots to test the lighting. “I guess so...I haven’t actually signed yet.”

Shitty snorted, hand on his hip. “Jack, surprise me and don’t join the NHL. Surprise me and do, like, competitive fucking horticulture.”

Before Jack could respond, another voice from behind them called, “Hey, y’all!”

“Oh.” Jack turned, fighting the urge to smile. “Hey, Bittle.”

Bittle and Shitty chatted for a moment about the oddness of never playing with Samwell again. Jack took a few more shots of the ice, trying not to think of the cute way Bittle’s grown-out playoffs hair curled around his ears.

“-mega weird,” Shitty said, looking sad.

And it was weird. Mega weird. Jack had never played with a team quite like Samwell and he knew that he never would again. Shitty would move onto law school and pursuing his career, and Jack would stay here, chasing the high of his first goal, never quite finding that sense of purpose again. It made him too sad, so Jack cleared his throat and said, “It’s weird, but we can’t think of it as our last game. We’ve made it this far by playing in the moment. We’ll leave everything on the ice because that’s what we do. It’s one more game.” He felt his throat tightening, felt Bittle’s eyes on him. “Just one more.”

And it was. For whatever reason, Jack skated out onto the ice that evening with the overwhelming sense that this would be his last game ever.

As soon as he could slip away, Jack did. He shed his jersey and skates like a snake rutting against rocks to pull off its old skin and stumbled to a loading bay. It was cold and dark and Jack sat there, shaking, wishing the ground would open up and swallow him whole so he wouldn’t have to feel this way anymore.

It was just a game, he could hear his mother whisper.

<<You’ll get ‘em next time,>> his father said.

Jack could feel their hands on his back, in his hair, and the phantom touches crawled across his skin like invisible roaches. He squirmed and tensed and tried not to cry out in horror. His hands prickled and his lips went numb and a panic attack was approaching quickly-

He heard the footsteps a moment too late, and then two warm arms were around him, squeezing tight.

Jack knew without looking it was Bittle. Of course it was Bittle.

The pins and needles dancing across his body calmed as Jack leaned into Bittle’s embrace. He wanted to be wrapped up in that warmth, pressed under the solidness of Bittle’s body. Shitty would surely offer to cuddle him tonight, but Jack wanted Bittle, wanted Bittle’s kind hands and tentative smiles and honey-rich laughter.

Around them, muffled by the walls and the blood pounding in Jack’s ears, the sounds of celebration carried through the halls. Bittle tightened his embrace, burying his face in Jack’s shoulder, and Jack could feel him shaking. He was crying, too.

Was he crying for the loss or for Jack?

Did it really matter, either way?

Jack was so tired when he logged onto Samwell’s website that he could barely read the words on the screen.

Samwell University Graduate Programs jumped out at him in big, red letters. He’d known, technically, that Samwell had to have a few in order to be designated a university and not simply a college, but the programs were small and the grad students blended in with everyone else. Jack thought one of his TAs might’ve been in the Education program, but she could’ve just been a senior looking for extra work.

“What’s the harm in applying?” He murmured to himself. “You can always turn down an offer, if you even get one.”

At the bottom of the screen, after paragraphs upon paragraphs exalting the school’s reputation and course catalogue, sat a small due date: February 26

That was just a few weeks away. And Jack was in the middle of the season, he had a draft of his thesis due soon, he had meetings with GMs and his agent and-

There was a quiet knock at his door. “Jack, you awake?”

Jack was always astonished at how calm he felt around Bittle these days. Even just the sound of his voice made Jack feel like everything wasn’t too much to handle, if he just kept pushing forward. “Come in,” he called, setting his laptop to the side.

Bittle pushed the door open slowly, peeking in as if he’d misheard Jack. In his hand was a plate of food--frozen chicken tenders and freshly cooked home fries, Jack’s favorite. “You weren’t at team dinner, so I thought you might be hungry,” he said, smiling worriedly. “It’s okay if you’re not- oh, you probably had a meeting or a date or something, I can just put this in the fridge for later-”

“Bittle.” Jack stood and plucked the plate from his hand. “Thank you.”

Bittle shrugged, smile brightening. “Can’t let my captain starve.”

Jack laughed and shook his head, reaching out to ruffle Bittle’s hair in the way that always annoyed him. “Don’t know what I’d do without you,” he chirped, voice teasing but intent real. Jack really didn’t know what he’d do without Bittle’s cooking, or his chirping, or his sunny, wonderful smile. His life would certainly be less bright, that was for sure.

“Stop,” Bitty whined, slapping at Jack’s hand. “See if I ever cook for you again.”

“Thanks for dinner,” Jack said, frowning slightly as Bittle yawned. “Now go to bed. Captain’s orders.”

“Yeah, yeah.” Bittle rolled his eyes but grinned. “One day you won’t get to boss me around anymore.”

“But that’s not today,” Jack retorted. “Night, Bits.”

Bittle smiled and waved. “Night, Jack.”

Jack waited until Bittle’s door closed with a small click, then he set down the food and grabbed his laptop again, looking at the Samwell website again with a renewed determination.

Just in case, he thought. Just in case.

“It’s a sign,” Jack murmured, voice croaking and harsh in the relative silence of the loading bay. “To move on.”

Bittle looked up at him, confused. “Move on?”

Jack nodded, swallowing back another round of tears. “From hockey.”

“You didn’t lose this game by yourself,” Bittle said quickly, and Jack wondered if he’d rehearsed that line in his head while they’d been sitting here. “We’re a team.”

“Bittle, you know the first thing I thought after that game?” Jack looked down at his hands, flopped uselessly on his lap and trembling even now. “I wanted to die. I wanted to kill myself- over what? Over- over a game?” He hung his head, too ashamed to see Bittle’s reaction. “I can’t...I think going pro would be suicide. I don’t think I’d survive it.”

“Oh.” There was a long, tense, horrible moment, and then two rough hands cupped Jack’s face, forcing him to look up. “Okay.”

There were tears in Bittle’s eyes now, tears for Jack, tears for it all. He leaned his forehead against Jack’s, their noses bumping gently.

“Okay,” he said again, clearly at a loss for words. Jack never thought he’d live to see that day.

“I don’t think I should be alone tonight,” Jack admitted, the warmth of Bittle’s hands soaking into the chilled skin of his face. “Will you-? Would you-?”

“Of course,” Bittle said, nodding. “Always, Jack.”

Always. That was a word Jack had heard before. We’ll always play together, Zimms, drifted through his mind. <<You’ll always be able to go back to the sport.>>

I’ll always want to be in the NHL.

But this time, coming from Bittle, Jack actually believed it.

He ignored just how much he wanted an always with Bittle. There would be time to think about that later.

Calling his father two days after Frozen Four was the scariest thing Jack had ever done.

He had called the morning after, of course, to assure his mother and father he was alright, wasn’t upset, wasn’t dead. But he’d thought about it, now, thought about leaving hockey with a clear head. His heart ached at the thought of never playing again, never playing professionally, but cold dread washed over him at the thought of signing anywhere and, well- his therapist had agreed. It was time he started listening to his emotions. It was time he did something for his health instead of his dream.

An investment for the future, he’d heard himself describe to her. Ensuring my future, really.

With one last breath for courage, Jack hit his father’s contact and waited as it dialed. The phone only rang twice before his father answered, sounding a bit out of breath, like he’d run to accept the call.

<<Hello? Jack, is everything okay?>>

Jack cleared his throat and shifted from foot to foot. <<Yeah, Papa, everything’s fine. I, um...I wanted to let you know…>>

There was a sigh from the other side of the line. <<Have you decided where you’re signing? Jack, do not worry about my reaction, I will be proud of you no matter what team you choose. It’s your decision, not mine.>>

<<Right,>> Jack said, clenching and unclenching his free hand. <<About that. I don’t want to sign anywhere.>>

There was a silence from the other line that nearly sent Jack into a panic attack. Then, very quietly, his father asked, <<Is this because you lost Nationals?>>

It was better than the anger he’d imagined, the disgust at years and money and dreams wasted. <<Yes,>> Jack admitted, because there was no point in lying. <<But, Papa, it’s not- it’s not what you->>

<<Jack, you’ve faced losses before. In a week you’ll feel better and regret rejecting any of the offers. Let me get your mother, she’s always been better at talking about this sort of thing->>

<<I wanted to kill myself after Nationals,>> Jack said bluntly, sitting down on his bed. <<I can’t keep feeling this way. I can’t keep putting all of myself into this game. It’s going to be the death of me.>>

Jack could hear his father’s sharp intake of breath, then the muttered, “I’m getting your mother on the line.”

This wasn’t what Jack wanted, but it was what he’d expected. They were going to make an ordeal out of this, maybe come down to have a family therapy session, but at least they didn’t sound mad. Disappointment from them was something he’d been learning to live with from early childhood; he’d make it through this.

“Jack?”

Maman sounded frazzled, something that was always disconcerting coming from her. Jack swallowed back his fears and said, “Dad’s overreacting.”

“I am not,” he could hear Papa mutter in the background.

“Jack, sweetheart, you’ve wanted to play hockey since before you could walk,” his mother said placatingly. “You can understand why we’re...surprised.”

“I thought the therapy was working,” Papa said, a little harsher than Jack thought he’d intended. “Now he’s suicidal. We need to come down there-”

“And we will,” Maman said, cutting him off. “But, Jack, honey, is this...common? You never mentioned this sort of thing in…”

Rehab was the unspoken word in his family, the one they never quite could spit out. Jack wondered if they’d even told people that’s where he was, or if they’d skirted around that like they did everything else.

“Yes,” Jack said sharply. “Too common. I try to talk it out in therapy but...I think I want to live a normal life. I applied to one of Samwell’s grad programs, I should be hearing back soon. And if I don’t get in there, I’ve been talking to my advisor-”

“Grad school?” Papa sounded surprised. “You...what degree?”

“Business,” Jack said, feeling his face heat up. Maybe it was a stupid decision, a stupid degree, but surely his parents wouldn’t say that out loud-

“Why?” Maman asked, sounding genuinely curious.

“I…” Jack shrugged, forgetting his parents couldn’t see him. “I think I’d be good at management, of any sort. Bittle and I have...joked about me becoming his manager when he’s famous, but I...I like that idea. I’m organized, I like strategy and planning and overseeing a team. I...think it would be a good choice for me.”

“Oh, Jack.” There was a sniffle on the other line, and some muttering Jack couldn’t make out. “Oh, honey, that sounds great.”

There would be the talk about money, probably, the wasting of it up until now and the ongoing tuition. There would be a group therapy session in the next week or so, where Jack would be forced to admit his weaknesses to his father. There would be ugly news articles and upset uncles and prying questions. But right now, they were okay with it, and Jack let himself breathe.

“So...Bittle, eh?” Papa asked, and Jack wondered if they’d believe he had to get to class at 8 pm on a Sunday.

When they got back to campus that night, Jack let Bittle pull him away from the rest of the team. They took the long way home, meandering along the river like they’d done a hundred times before. Jack’s hand bumped against Bittle’s a few times, but neither reached out. It wasn’t the time for that, Jack knew.

When they reached the Haus, it was dark and silent. Jack could hear Lardo’s voice faintly coming from Shitty’s room, and the usual thundering shakes coming from the attic as two elephant-sized dudes wandered around, but other than that, it was unnervingly quiet. Bittle ushered Jack into his room, dropping his bag at the foot of Jack’s bed.

“So I can sleep in the armchair, if you want,” Bittle said, rubbing at the back of his neck. “Or…”

Jack slumped down onto his bed and patted the space next to him. Bittle smiled wearily and crawled onto the bed. They’d changed into sweats after the game instead of their game-day suits -- the coaches looked the other day, too sad themselves to tell the boys any different -- so neither felt the need to change or brush their teeth or anything. Jack kicked his shoes off; Bittle slowly untied his and set them down on the floor.

“Night, Bittle,” Jack said softly, laying his head down on the pillow.

“Night, Jack,” Bittle whispered, giving Jack one last sad smile.

“And...thanks,” Jack added. “For this. For everything.”

“‘Course,” Bittle said, reaching out to squeeze Jack’s hand “Always.”

For the first time in a while, Jack was starting to like the sound of that.

“You’re not signing? Anywhere?”

Jack looked up at Shitty and didn’t see any trace of judgement or anger in his face. Just concern, just like Bittle.

“No,” Jack said, toying with the edge of his comforter. “I’m going into competitive horticulture.”

“Fucking hell, Jack,” Shitty laughed, smacking a hand to his bare stomach. “You really got me for a second.”

“I’m not signing, for real,” Jack said, looking down at his knees. “But, uh. I’m considering grad school.”

“What?” Shitty flopped down onto the bed next to Jack, half in his lap. “Where? Why? When?”

“Who? How?” Jack chirped, letting Shitty shove his head onto Jack’s shoulder.

“I’m serious, give me the deets,” Shitty said. “You’re just- not playing hockey? What programs have you applied to? Brah-” Shitty sat up, grabbing Jack’s shoulders. “Please tell me you’re not going back to Canada. Please.”

Jack chuckled and wrestled Shitty back down next to him. He pretended to be annoyed as Shitty wrapped his arms and legs around him, but Jack was secretly happy about it. “No, I, euh. I got accepted to Samwell’s business program-”

“Business?” Shitty asked, practically climbing onto Jack’s lap, half-straddling him. “Jack, as fine as your ass looks in dress pants, you don’t strike me as the CEO-type. You’re not evil enough.”

Jack smirked at him. “I could say the same about you and being a lawyer.”

“Touché, you beautiful fucker,” Shitty said, settling back down again. “Brah, you’re gonna be here? In Samwell? That’s fucking ‘swawesome. What’re you gonna do with a business degree? Gonna become an agent or something? Start a business?”

“I’m not sure,” Jack said quietly. “Bittle and I have talked about...I dunno. Opening his bakery, maybe, but I think he’s made for bigger things. Maybe I could become his manager, help him make his blog into a career or something.”

“You and Bits would be the ‘swawesomest team,” Shitty said with a grin. “He’d charm all your investors, and you’d keep him in line. Amazing.”

“Ha, yeah.” Jack fell into silence, unsure of what else to say. Shitty nuzzled his head up against Jack’s chin, just to elicit a laugh.

“You know we love you no matter what, right?” Shitty asked, more quiet than Jack had ever heard him. “Me, the team, your family...we just want you to be happy.”

“Yeah.” Jack swallowed back the tears that threatened to fall. “Yeah. Thanks, Shits.”

“Love you, brother,” Shitty whispered. “Love you to the moon and back.”

Jack smiled and ran a hand through Shitty’s hair. “Love you, too.”

They didn’t cuddle.

Jack hadn’t exactly expected that sort of comfort Bittle--he wasn’t Shitty--but he did have to push down the urge to reach over and pull Bittle to him.

There was something to be about sharing a bed with someone. There was comfort in the warmth Bittle radiated, in the sound of his breathing, the faint movements of the bed as he shifted and settled. Jack watched him through all of this, watched the brush of his eyelashes on his cheeks, watched the perpetual smile of his lips fade into a slight part.

One of Bittle’s hands rested on the mattress between them, in that no-homo no-man’s-land. Chewing on the inside of his cheek, Jack slowly reached out to take it in his own.

Bittle’s eyes opened slowly, halfway, and he smiled, tightening his grip on Jack’s fingers. That smile melted the tension from Jack’s shoulders and the rough warmth of Bittle’s hand was all that filled his mind as he drifted off to sleep.

When they woke in the morning, they were still holding hands.

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Cormach Evans and Coco Eke On Aboriginal Excellence, Pandemic Parenting And Their No Dickheads Policy

Family

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Introducing Cormach, Waari (2.5), Coco and Winnie, who was born six months ago at the beginning of the pandemic. Photo – Nikole Ramsay.

The young family live on the cliffs of Jan Juc. Photo – Nikole Ramsay.

Coco and Cormach met at a music festival and now run two organisations: Strong Brother, Strong Sister, mentoring Aboriginal and Torres Strait Islander youth and a not-for-profit registered charity, Ngarrimili, helping First Nations businesses thrive. Photo – Nikole Ramsay.

Cormach with six-month-old Winnie. Photo – Nikole Ramsay.

‘Waari was exposed to racism for the first time at 12 months old, which just blew me away, but also thinking about the anger I felt from that moment,’ says Cormach. ‘I want to ensure that never happens again.’Photo – Nikole Ramsay.

The beautiful coastline nearby the family’s home. Photo – Nikole Ramsay.

Coco credits her mum, Mary, for her strength. Photo – Nikole Ramsay.

Coco, Winnie, Waari and Cormach in their beautiful Jan Juc home. Photo – Nikole Ramsay.

‘My job is to protect our kids and community from dickheads, and to shield them enough so they can find their voice,’ says Cormach. Photo – Nikole Ramsay.

Hello Winnie! Photo – Nikole Ramsay.

Waari at home with Coco, Cormach and Winnie. Photo – Nikole Ramsay.

‘My brother-in-law Tim Birnie (from Tim Birnie Design Studio in Jan Juc) designed our renovation a couple of years ago. We wanted to keep the original beach house feel with a few modern improvements, while keeping its original character. It kind of feels like we are on holiday in our own home,’ says Coco. Photo – Nikole Ramsay.

This pandemic bubble is filled with so much love. Photo – Nikole Ramsay.

‘I don’t see myself as an activist, I see myself as a proud Yorta Yorta man,’ says Cormac. ‘I don’t think I have to be an activist just because I’m Aboriginal. Standing up for what I believe in shouldn’t make me an activist.’ Photo – Nikole Ramsay.

‘People think of us as being strong and capable, so we shouldn’t be having a hard time,’ says Coco of the difficulties of parenting. ‘I think that’s where it becomes a bit taboo. You feel like you can’t talk to anyone about it.’ Photo – Nikole Ramsay.

Cormach and Coco don’t describe themselves as activists. I got the feeling that fighting for what they believe in is a way of life for them, as essential and automatic as breathing air. Cormach, a Yorta Yorta man, and Coco, a non-Aboriginal woman are passionate nurturers of Aboriginal excellence.

They’re parents to Waari (2.5) and Winnie (six months), who was born at the beginning of the pandemic. They’re happy and very, very tired. Waves of tender exhaustion ripple through my screen during our Zoom call.

Cormach founded Strong Brother, Strong Sister, and he and Coco co-founded Ngarrimili. Coco is also the label manager at Bad Apples Music. To say they’re unafraid of a challenge is an understatement. When Coco was six months pregnant with Waari, Cormach embarked on a 200km open ocean paddle to raise money for Indigenous men’s health. Things didn’t exactly go to plan. He dislocated his shoulder and was unable to finish. The feeling of failure almost broke him, but he doesn’t see it that way now. Money was raised, connections were made and organisations that could help people flourished.

I love that story. It seems very them. Taking on impossible oceans, falling apart and helping to put each other back together.

This is an edited version of our chat.

How would you describe 2020 in three words or less?

Cormach: Optimistic, loving, heartfelt

Coco: Fortunate, home, babies

And you guys are doing it with a toddler and a newborn! How is the transition going from one kid to two?

Coco: It is trickier than I thought. I hadn’t fully grasped that two is so much more complex than one, although COVID has meant there has been little reason to leave our house, it is hard. We took our oldest, Waari, with us everywhere – a sold out show at Canberra Theatre at six weeks old, Barunga Festival in the NT at 6 months, and he had his first birthday on tour with Birdz between Argentina and Brazil. Little Winnie has been to Jan Juc beach, Jan Juc park, and Torquay shops. I’ve taken the year off running Bad Apples, which has been a weird transition for me, but being at home with both of them has been really special, and I’m glad I made the decision.

Cormach: It’s truly been an incredibly beautiful journey, but I’ve noticed there are taboo areas of parenting, which I’ve found extremely strange. At times, it’s been difficult to manage general life – work, exercise, self-care, friends, family and just managing family time, all on very little sleep. It’s rare to hear people talk about the challenges and hurdles of parenting, which is something that needs to change to ensure people know that it’s normal to find times tough. It’s ok not to be ok.

Totally. I wish I’d asked for help when I was having a hard time parenting.

Coco: And for there be no shame around it. Cormach is a significant presence within his community, so for us to say it’s hard, is hard. People think of us as being strong and capable, so we shouldn’t be having a hard time. I think that’s where it becomes a bit taboo. You feel like you can’t talk to anyone about it.

Cormach: Words cannot explain how incredibly lucky I am to have Coco as a partner, Coco has been the Matriarch of the family always providing deep support, love, compassion and incredible guidance through this whole journey not only for me but our kids too. She puts all her energy into ensuring Waari, Winnie and I are full of wonderful energy and pure happiness. Coco is an incredible mother, when I find myself lost she’s got the answers, she’s got the strength.

Where does that strength come from, Coco?

Probably my Mum…

(Her voice broke here and she and Cormach smiled at each other. She cried a little through the next bit. Cormach took Winnie out of her arms and rubbed her back with his free hand. It was a very tender moment, which they’ve given me permission to share).

I think I derive a lot of my energy from her. She brought up four kids. She’s incredible. The word ‘workhorse’ isn’t right. She’s a fighter who stands up for the underdog. She’s logical about things, and she’s instilled that in us kids, even when I haven’t slept and things feel out of control, I can find that logical mind. We can both fall to pieces at different times, and somehow I’ll find the answer. I just tap into mum, the Mary in me.

How did you guys meet?

Coco: At a small music festival in Grovedale, I was managing the rappers A.B. Original who were headlining, and Cormach was fundraising for his paddle. He came backstage and I took a photo of him with Briggs and Trials. Then I asked Briggs to take one of me and Cormach. I think I stuttered when I asked him… mortifying! But well worth it.

Cormach:As Coco mentioned I was at a music festival, and got invited backstage to meet the boys. Coco was there and I went all shy when she asked for a photo, I thought Coco was incredibly beautiful and just had this instant attraction.

Do you still have the photo?

Coco: It’s on the fridge!

What sealed the deal?

Coco: I admire Cormach – his passion and optimism, he’s a babe and an incredibly good father, friend and partner. My deal was sealed from the get-go. Technically, a cheeky kiss at Meredith Music Festival was the deal sealer!

Cormach: Coco has an energy that is contagious, from that first interaction to now, every day she brings me pure joy, energy, love and so much more. For me, the first “date” in Melbourne I think I tried to steal a kiss a few times but couldn’t build the courage to. Meredith Music Festival was where it really kicked off.

What led you to work in activism?

Cormach: I don’t see myself as an activist, I see myself as a proud Yorta Yorta man. I don’t think I have to be an activist just because I’m Aboriginal. Standing up for what I believe in shouldn’t make me an activist.

Coco: I think you’re an advocate – you advocate for the young people in your community and for Aboriginal and Torres Strait Islander business owners and founders. You’re staunch about it too – if you see injustice or kids not getting the best opportunities, you fight for them.

Cormach: It’s a huge responsibility to be an activist and to actually identify as an activist. I can’t speak on behalf of all Aboriginal people. I’m one man with a passion to ensure voices are heard and respected, which we do with Strong Brother Strong Sister and Ngarrimili. We drive community voices to be heard rather than driving our own agenda. There are hundreds of different Aboriginal countries and languages across Australia. If I was to say I was an activist, it would be insensitive and disrespectful. I don’t want to position myself as somebody who can act on everybody’s behalf. Aboriginal experiences are so varied. There are different journeys and different traumas as well. It’s definitely worth mentioning the work of people like Aunty Carolyn Briggs, Uncle Archie Roach and Uncle Paul Briggs have done, to allow me to stand on their shoulders, proud and tall.

People want to put you in a box, I imagine, like how I just did. But that’s a good reminder. You’re doing something you believe in, and maybe other people can too.

Cormach: Or just, don’t be a dickhead, which is the simpler version. There are plenty of them out there, unfortunately. My job is to protect our kids and community from dickheads, and to shield them enough so they can find their voice.

What story do you hope your kids will tell about being Aboriginal?

Cormach: All I hope for is that they won’t have to worry about racism and discrimination. Waari was exposed to racism for the first time at 12 months old, which just blew me away, but also thinking about the anger I felt from that moment. I want to ensure that never happens again.

They have their own journeys to explore and grow from and we will support them in any decision they make.

What breaks your heart?

Coco: Lies. Systemic racism and injustice. The active silencing of the oldest, living, continuous cultures in the world. The Stolen Generation. The incarceration of children, the increase of domestic violence during COVID lockdowns, homelessness, this country’s immigration policies.

Cormach: Seeing people hurting, seeing kids and community members facing racism and discrimination still today, seeing injustice for our people. A key example is the fact that there have been 438 Aboriginal deaths in custody since the Royal Commission back in 1991 and no charges have ever been made, no accountability, seeing Aboriginal people die 10-20 years younger than non-Aboriginal people, children being removed from their mothers, fathers, brothers, sisters, their families, communities and their culture. The impact COVID is having on people’s emotional health and wellbeing.

What truly breaks my heart is that Australia talks about how it’s so rich in multiculturalism, yet it can’t even acknowledge nor respect the First People of this land.

What mends your heart?

Coco: Compassion, family and music

Cormach: What mends it for me personally is family, culture, music, surfing and work. How we can mend it as a collective is to stop, listen, hear what’s being said, and step back.

Family Favourites

Typical Sunday?

Cormach: Sundays are usually a sleep in for one of us while the other gets the kids up and ready for the day. We live on the coast so the weather sets out the plan for the day. Coffee is always first (of course) from our favourite two places; Swell Café (Jan Juc) or the Salty Dog Café (Torquay). Waari has this intense and beautiful obsession at the moment for puddles, water and mud so we usually go check the surf and Waari jumps in puddles until they’re completely dry. Followed by a walk and bike ride to the park, where Waari shreds on the BMX track making sure he goes over every… single… jump. If the surf’s good I’ll go surfing, there’s a few naps for the kids and take away from Pholklore or Roku Den for dinner.

Go-to album?

Coco: Depends on my mood, but on high rotation is: ‘Ok Now What’ by Go Get Mum.

Cormach: ‘Charcoal Lane’ – Archie Roach, ‘Place of Dreams’ and ‘Train of Thought’ – Birdz , ‘Aviary Tales’ – Dan Sultan and ‘The Positions’ – Gang of Youths.

Weekend getaway?

Cormach: Surf or snow – depending on the season (and COVID).

Date night in?

Coco: Cormach cooking, TV off and dinner ’round the table with the little ones.

Me time activity?

Cormach: Surfing, culture, drawing.

Coco: Breastfeeding… jokes… gardening.

Follow the links to find out more about Cormach and Coco’s projects which are helping Aboriginal young people and First Nations-owned businesses thrive – Strong Brother, Strong Sister, and Ngarrimili.

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England vs West Indies Live Score, 1st Test: Rain delays toss in Southampton | Cricket News

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UPDATE: Groundsmen are at work. Both the teams captains – Ben Stokes and Joe Root – are having a conversation with their respective coaches.

It’s new, it’s unfamiliar… but cricket is close to a return 🏏 https://t.co/5CcZ1R3y2U

— ICC (@ICC) 1594204721000

Let’s have a look at Jofra Archer’s Test numbers so far. How many wickets will he pick up in the series?

Matches 7 Wickets 30 Average 27.40 5w 3

UPDATE: Good news! Rain has stopped. Covers are still in place. The umpires are making their way to the middle for an inspection. UPDATE: The rain is back. The covers are back on. UPDATE: The covers are coming off. UPDATE: Good news, folks! The rain has stopped.

Rain bubbles win the toss. Bio-bubbles to wait it out. #ENGvWI #CricketIsBack #WhistlePodu 🦁💛

— Chennai Super Kings (@ChennaiIPL) 1594204571000

STAT ATTACK: International record at the Ageas Bowl:

ENGLAND WEST INDIES Matches: 26 Matches: 7 Won: 16 Won: 2 Lost: 9 Lost: 3

#ENGvWI: We have a little friend who will be assisting with today’s toss! 🤖 Welcome to the New Normal! @SkyCricket… https://t.co/kqG6y2TKl8

— Windies Cricket (@windiescricket) 1594202652000

UPDATE: There is a light drizzle around.

#ENGvWI DELAY: Light rain has delayed the toss here at The Ageas Bowl in Southampton 🌧 Keep up to date with the wea… https://t.co/dNu4ILyWGa

— Windies Cricket (@windiescricket) 1594201539000

UPDATE: Rain delays TOSS at the Ageas Bowl in Southampton.

We’re all going to have to wait a bit longer – the toss has been delayed 😔 #ENGvWI https://t.co/YTHS2WEVLV

— ICC (@ICC) 1594200968000

STAT ATTACK: West Indies’ maiden tour of England, for a Test series was way back in 1928 under the captaincy of wicket-keeper batsman Robert Karl Nunes. A Percy Chapman-led England side thrashed the Windies 3-0 in the three-match series. Since then, the Windies have toured England 21 times and have emerged victorious on 8 occasions. The West Indies’ last tour to England was in 2017 under Jason Holder’s captaincy which the Caribbean side lost 1-2. The last Test series between the two teams was played in January-February last year in the Caribbean. The Holder-led side won the first Test by a huge margin of 381 runs and then pummeled the tourists by 10 wickets in the second Test. England won the third Test by 232 runs, but the Windies lifted the Wisden Trophy by winning the series 2-1 at the Darren Sammy National Cricket Stadium in Gros Islet, St Lucia. West Indies pacer Kemar Roach was adjudged Man of the Series. He claimed 18 wickets in 3 Tests (6 innings) at an average of 13.85. Roach will be eager to produce an encore when he grabs the red cherry in Southampton. BIG OPPORTUNITY FOR STOKES: Meet the England skipper Ben Stokes and his deputy Jos Buttler for the Southampton Test. England’s 2019 World Cup-winning hero Stokes will be leading the home team in the opening Test in place of regular-captain Joe Root, who has taken leave to be with his wife for the birth of their second child. Stokes has never led England in Tests and will be seen in the leadership role for the first time in his career.

It’s a morning to celebrate! 🎉We want to see your thumbs up 👍 selfies 🤳 wherever you are! You can’t be in the g… https://t.co/CRfGUExzXR

— England Cricket (@englandcricket) 1594198801000

Preparations on full swing:

RETURN OF CRICKET: Highlights from the final day of preparation for the #MenInMaroon 😱 before the historic first te… https://t.co/Buic6Kn5vk

— Windies Cricket (@windiescricket) 1594188346000

The rain has stayed away so far this morning as the lads make their way to the changing rooms 🤞Not long now… https://t.co/NMpxlCYxRK

— England Cricket (@englandcricket) 1594197716000

The wait is finally over as international cricket action is set to resume after almost three months after the COVID-19 pandemic brought the gentlemen’s game to a standstill in March. Hello and welcome to the Live coverage of the opening Test of the three-match series between England and the West Indies.

It’s not as bad as it looks 🤞😂Good morning from the Ageas Bowl! 🏏 https://t.co/m64Q5uxpT3

— England Cricket (@englandcricket) 1594193783000

It seem a long time since international cricket was played, although it’s been just a few months. But the volume of live action we are used to makes it seems like it’s been ages since a bowler ran in and a batsman took strike. The COVID-19 pandemic had put a stop to all sports, and cricket was no different. But the wait is going to get over today. The contest between bat and ball returns in a bio-secure bubble at the Ageas Bowl in England, where the hosts take on the West Indies to set the ball rolling with the first Test of the three-match series. And we, here at Timesofindia.com, are happily back to be with you and paint all the action in words, as it unfolds in Southampton. West Indies arrived in England well ahead of the scheduled start of the tour, as they had to go through a quarantine period before stepping onto the field. It has all gone smoothly so far and ECB would hope the bio-secure bubble remains impregnable. Some significant changes to start with: 1. There will be no crowd and the stands will be empty. The government hasn’t allowed that. 2. England will have a new captain, only for the first Test, though, as of now. Joe Root is away as he is going to be a Daddy again; and in his absence, the ECB has handed over the Test reins in the talented hands of Ben Stokes. 3. The bowlers can’t use saliva to shine the red cherry. That practrice has been prohibited by the ICC as a safety measure against COVID. And there’s lot more, plus details on the above. So without much ado, then, here’s the Match Preview: The wait is finally over as international cricket action is set to resume after almost three months after the COVID-19 pandemic brought the gentlemen’s game to a standstill in March. England will host West Indies in a three Test series. The first Test begins in Southampton on Wednesday (July 8). The second and the third Tests will be played at the same venue – the Old Trafford in Manchester. Both the captains, Ben Stokes (interim England captain) and Jason Holder (West Indies) are ready with their team sheets, the fans are waiting eagerly to tune in to the action on their television sets, the Ageas Bowl is decked up, and both the teams have their eyes set on the trophy. The countdown has begun for the umpires ‘let’s play’. This series will be very keenly watched by everyone around the world. After all it is the first series which will be played with the new restrictions in place. No crowds, a saliva ban and limited celebrations. THE SALIVA BAN – A CHALLENGE FOR THE BOWLERS The ICC has banned the use of saliva on the ball to counter the coronavirus threat. The international cricket body has confirmed interim changes to its playing regulations. “If a player does apply saliva to the ball, the umpires will manage the situation with some leniency during an initial period of adjustment for the players, but subsequent instances will result in the team receiving a warning,” according to an ICC release. “A team can be issued up to two warnings per innings but repeated use of saliva on the ball will result in a 5-run penalty to the batting side. Whenever saliva is applied to the ball, the umpires will be instructed to clean the ball before play recommences,” the release said. Though bowlers and fielders can apply sweat on the ball, the ban on saliva usage will perhaps make it quite difficult for the bowlers to get movement in the air. The star pacers of England and West Indies – James Anderson and Kemar Roach – are known for their swing and it will be interesting to see how they get movement in the air without using saliva. Former England spinner Monty Panesar recently said that he expects Anderson to be the first bowler to swing the ball without saliva. CLOSED DOORS, NO FANS, NO HIGH-FIVES Cricket without fans, who would have thought that this day would come. But, the series between England and West Indies will be played behind closed doors, with no fans in the stadiums and with multiple health protocols in place. There will be players, umpires and referees, but no fans to cheer their favourite players. There will be no high-fives or hugs or head rubs while celebrating a wicket or when a batsman crosses a milestone. The practice match between Team Stokes and Team Buttler saw James Anderson celebrating, after taking a wicket, with elbow dabs. That will be the new normal during the Test series too. WEST INDIES IN ENGLAND: STAT ATTACK West Indies’ maiden tour of England, for a Test series was way back in 1928 under the captaincy of wicket-keeper batsman Robert Karl Nunes. A Percy Chapman-led England side thrashed the Windies 3-0 in the three-match series. Since then, the Windies have toured England 21 times and have emerged victorious on 8 occasions. The West Indies’ last tour to England was in 2017 under Jason Holder’s captaincy which the Caribbean side lost 1-2. The last Test series between the two teams was played in January-February last year in the Caribbean. The Holder-led side won the first Test by a huge margin of 381 runs and then pummeled the tourists by 10 wickets in the second Test. England won the third Test by 232 runs, but the Windies lifted the Wisden Trophy by winning the series 2-1 at the Darren Sammy National Cricket Stadium in Gros Islet, St Lucia. West Indies pacer Kemar Roach was adjudged Man of the Series. He claimed 18 wickets in 3 Tests (6 innings) at an average of 13.85. Roach will be eager to produce and encore when he grabs the red cherry in Southampton. INTERIM CAPTAIN BEN STOKES England’s 2019 World Cup-winning hero Ben Stokes will be leading the home team in the opening Test in place of regular-captain Joe Root, who has taken leave to be with his wife for the birth of their second child. Stokes has never led England in Tests and will be seen in the leadership role for the first time in his career when the first Test begins on July 8. Stokes is one of the key players in the England team who has the ability to turn a game with his match-winning knocks and magical bowling spells. It will be interesting to see how impressive he will be as captain. PREDICTIONS According to former England cricketer Roland Butcher, the Windies might have an upper hand going into the series. “First of all, the West Indies have really a good chance of winning a series. Let’s not forget, England in England are a phenomenal side. They have played no cricket so far this year. So, everyone started afresh. For West Indies, they have a high chance of winning the series. Their bowling is amazing but their batting should be of high quality,” Butcher told Timesofindia.com in an exclusive interview. “The Windies batsmen need to at least put 300 plus totals in order to have a chance. Their bowling will do the rest. Put 300 plus total and England will be under pressure. That’s what Windies should do. In England, spinners play a big role when the pitch is already in use or some cricket has already been played on that. Since, this will be a fresh start, spinners might struggle. Spinners are not going to be effective,” Butcher, who played 3 Tests and 3 ODIs for England, said. On the other hand, former England spinner Monty Panesar said the series will be a contest between the Windies bowlers and the England batsmen. “The weakness, where it lies since Alastair Cook’s retirement is England’s batting. Their top six isn’t that great. I think it’s a great opportunity for the likes of the top six to get some runs and show that, but then Windies bowling is strong. Windies bowling is much stronger than their batting. They’ve got Kemar Roach. He is an amazing bowler. He has done well in conditions in England. He will be a key player in the Windies team,” Panesar said. “Holder as captain and a player is really good. He is a good all-rounder and his bowling is very handy in these conditions. He can get extra bounce and score runs as well. So, I think it will be Windies bowlers vs England batters. With Joe Root not there, it could be a perfect opportunity for West Indies to really stamp their authority,” the former spinner said. England Squad: Ben Stokes (c), James Anderson, Jofra Archer, Dominic Bess, Stuart Broad, Rory Burns, Jos Buttler (wk), Zak Crawley, Joe Denly, Ollie Pope, Dom Sibley, Chris Woakes and Mark Wood. West Indies squad: Jason Holder (c), Jermaine Blackwood, Nkrumah Bonner, Kraigg Brathwaite, Shamarh Brooks, John Campbell, Roston Chase, Rahkeem Cornwall, Shane Dowrich, Shannon Gabriel, Chemar Holder, Shai Hope, Alzarri Joseph, Raymon Reifer, Kemar Roach

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Introduction

Intro

Hello hello! I'm Asia! She/her, and about to have a birthday in a month. I've been in and out of the DROC RP community for several years. Currently I play Miyu Suzuki (SHSL "Oil Painter" / Art Forger) at M.A.H.O.U. Project, and my past characters include Izumi "Mei" Meiki (SHSL Roller-Skate Waitress) at Semester of Desolation 2 and several characters throughout Doubt Academy.

Please tag for IRL/realistic visual depictions of the following!: Cockroaches/roaches, bird death/abuse/illness, and trypophobia. The last one has very specific circumstances, but to make it easier on everyone a general #trypophobia tag will be enough for me to make an informed decision.

Shinobu is demimale and uses both he/him and they/them pronouns: He usually doesn't have a preference for one or the other, and I don't either! (If it's a question of readability then I tend to stick to one, such as if I'm having a long discussion about multiple characters or if I’m making a post, but again both are perfectly fine unless specifically requested otherwise!)

IC Stuff

If your OC follows sports, they probably know quite a bit about Shinobu and/or their mother, Kotoha Matsuba (better known by her maiden name Kotoha Marukichi), due to the very public nature of their career paths! Failing that, they might also know their father Koji, a famous mangaka.

Kotoha:

Skilled gymnast who performed in national and international competitions. In her Olympic debut, she won gold in artistic gymnastics.

Unfortunately, she had to retire a couple of years later, citing health problems that rest and surgery failed to improve.

Since then she's been an active supporter of athletes both old and new, and an advocates for healthier changes in diet and exercise. She's backed off from this in recent years for reasons unclear, though.

Her mother is an actress and her father is a CEO, so those are other ways one might know of her. I forgot to actually flesh out her parents’ lives a bit though, rip

Koji:

Started as an assistant to senior artists in the industry

His career was truly launched after his marriage to Kotoha, which brought just enough attention on him to pitch his own original series: Moonlight Mist

Moonlight Mist is a shounen henshin series that takes inspiration from fantasy RPGs; the main characters' transformed states resemble common RPG job archetypes

Since then, MM has gone on to become a famous serial manga, with many volumes and a recently-started anime adaptation.

MM is also famous for taking a critical look at certain fictional cliches usually taken for granted, such as the "chosen one" and "child hero" plots.

I'll probably make a post about this once I remember where I put my my worldbuilding notes

Shinobu:

By the time Shinobu was born, his parents had settled down in Tokyo, though they would move around within the metropolis to meet the demands of work and education.

Shinobu began their own gymnastics career at an even younger age than Kotoha did, though they gravitated towards rhythmic gymnastics instead.

Because Shinobu became deeply involved in sports before his transition, it is public knowledge that he was AFAB and was raised as such.

Shinobu was under the tutelage of many famous coaches and former gymnasts, chief among them Hiroki Katsumori, who's considered part of the old guard and an expert teacher with a tough love strategy. Even in present day, Hiroki continues to send one student after another into championship gold.

As Shinobu grew older he became more and more prolific in junior competitions, with the gymnastics world waiting to see if he would try for international competitions just like his mother...

Instead, he abruptly disappeared from the sport at thirteen. Little is known about exactly what happened: Just that he had a mediocre showing at a qualifier, and then his parents withdrew him from all his classes, citing health reasons. Many rumors swirled, but none seemed to have a solid answer.

Shinobu lived in obscurity until last year, now living in the Aomori prefecture. They had appeared along their high school’s men's rhythmic gymnastics team, in the process making their transition known to the world.

Men's RG does not have official worldwide recognition; Fédération Internationale de Gymnastique only represents women's rhythmic gymnastics, despite supporting different divisions for other gymnastic disciplines. Efforts have been made to convince the FIG to recognize it, but it’s unclear if or when they will add it as an official discipline.

There is a lot that can be said about the problems with gendered athletics (especially given certain rulings made in the first half of 2019), but that would take a long time to cover. Sticking just to the state of rhythmic gymnastics: Japan is the frontrunner in treating men's RG seriously, having hosted and won several international competitions. Most significantly, a team from Aomori University gave a performance at the 2016 Summer Olympics closing ceremony.

Men’s RG is very similar to women’s RG, though there are some differences that do not make them perfect mirrors of each other. (For example, men’s RG does not use the ribbon apparatus, but does use a single baton as a stick apparatus.)

It didn't take long after that for speculation to whirl about a potential HPA invite, rumors that eventually came true.

OOC Stuff

Shipping is allowed, with caveats! Keep in mind that Shinobu is 17 and is unlikely to be shipped with anyone more than a year older/younger than him. More importantly, I am significantly older than many players and will be conscious about maintaining boundaries. This will affect how likely I am to agree to a romantic ship, regardless of IC chemistry.

Platonic ships / found family / etc are all still very much welcome! And on a note related to the above paragraph, Shinobu's romantic orientation is currently undetermined, but he does know he’s at least into guys.

Art of Shinobu is always welcome! Basic rules of etiquette and good taste apply: No suggestive/NSFW at all, and ask permission for violent/gory stuff, please. (Art for canonical death scenes are automatically given permission!)

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I knew I'd catch y'all down here. - No. Jump on! It's your only chance, bee! to do with your life? - How many sugars? - Hey, buddy. - Across the nation! Ooming! So be careful. As always, I hear they put the roaches in motels. Make out? Barry! - Moose blood guy!! having a big 75 on it. I don't know. We had no choice. Are you…? Honey's pretty important to me. if they win? I'm not making a major life decision Flowers?! Laying out, sleeping in. - Poodle. I believe Mr. Montgomery You get yourself into a rhythm. Pasadena, Oalifornia. A puddle jump for us, I can't believe I'm doing this. Why would I marry a watermelon?” - Thinking bee. Robotics! Ventriloquism! I don't know if you know What was that? A Pic ‘N’ Save circular? - Good friends? - That would hurt. your life more valuable than mine? 'cause we're the little guys! It's a horrible, horrible disease. Look at that. Well, Your Honor, it's interesting. Your heart's been aching but you're too shy to say it anything about fashion. which will be the trial babbling like a cicada! Same way you did, I guess. Even if it's true, what can one bee do? He runs up the steps into the church. your opening statement, please. the window please? and there's gallons more coming! Right. Bye, Vanessa. Thanks. I'm picking up a lot of bright yellow. let alone a bee. That concludes our ceremonies. All right, launch positions! - Wait a minute! I'm an attorney! This is the coolest. What is it? How come you don't fly everywhere? You wouldn't get this from any other guy - Artie, growing a mustache? Looks good. We're going 0900 at J-Gate. It's not a tone. I'm panicking! They have presented no compelling Bees don't smoke. full-hour action news source. Where are you? Yes! I'm right off the Turtle Pond! doing the same job every day? It's bread and cinnamon and frosting. You've really got that He had a paw on my throat, I couldn't overcome it. Mr. Benson imagines, than mine? Is that your statement? or it's gonna be all over. You ready for this, hot shot? See a mosquito, smack, smack! There's us and there's them! Also, I got a couple of reports - Stinger, check. They're doing nothing. It's amazing. - Oouple of Hive Harrys. Wow! I'm out! This isn't a goodfella. Nothing worse What do we do now? No. Yes. No. - Have some. at the point of weakness! Honey really changes people. through your living room?! - Thanks! watch your brooms, like a piece of meat! work a little too well here? Bees are trained to fly haphazardly, Nobody likes us. They just smack. Oh, I'm hit!! but they don't check out! What happened? Never gonna make you cry, never gonna say goodbye You know, I've just about had it - Wonder what it'll be like? Janet, your son's not sure can work for your whole life. Roses! That's why we don't need vacations. Do we? Don't move. - Yes, it is! Ken, Barry was looking at your resume, Hey, what are you doing?! If we're gonna survive as a species, - Hello. Never gonna give you up, never gonna let you down And he says, “Watermelon? One-eighth a stick of dynamite! Very close. We are not them! We're us. - Which one? I heard it's just orientation. - Wave to us! We'll be in row 118,000. - Oh, yeah. Fine. You, sir, will be lunch He'll have nauseous I can't fly a plane. Stand back. These are winter boots. I don't understand to use the competition. we don't make very good time. - Barry Benson. Hang on a second. Hey, Honex! Then follow me! Except Keychain. Oan't fly in rain. Who told you humans are taking - Oh, boy. and he agreed with me that eating with Just a row of honey jars, Ready? Full reverse! for a few hours, then he'll be fine. from the last flowers free these bees! - What is that?! Attention, passengers, your part and learn your lines, sir? You ever think maybe things Mamma mia, that's a lot of pages. Our honey is being brazenly stolen I just want to tell you how I'm feeling …kind of stuff. Well, hello. You can'tjust decide to be a Pollen Like a 27-million-year-old instinct. When I leave a job interview, they're the size of a pinhead. stolen by a human Never thought I'd make it. She saved my life. The same job the rest of your life? No, I was just late. You sure you want to go through with it? flabbergasted, can't believe what I say. But choose carefully Don't be too long. How about The Princess and the Pea? I could blow right now! Royal Nectar Force on approach. Outside the hive, flying who knows This can't possibly work. He's unconscious, Giant, scary humans! Why does everything have for his fuzz. I hope that was all right. No problem, Vannie. Goodbye, Ken. - Do they try and kill you, like on TV? Good afternoon, passengers. But I have another idea, and it's Are we doing everything right, legally? - Is he that actor? That's the bee way! - Bee! Mayday! Mayday! Bee going down! There he is. He's in the pool. Oaptain, I'm in a real situation. I'm relieved. Now we only have Oh, my. What's available? What angel of mercy loaded with people, flowers Oould you slow down? I thought you said Guatemalan. Our queen was moved here. The human species? - Sure, Ken. You know, whatever. - You snap out of it! Orazy person! I just hope she's Bee-ish. I saw the flower! That was genius! “You like jazz?” No, that's no good. - It was so stingin' stripey! Spin it around! to get to the point where you The Pollen Jocks! Where? I can't see anything. Oan you? Glasses, quotes on the bottom from the - I can't. I'll pick you up. - Talking to humans?! Eat this. - Hey, Barry. Bee honey. - You going to the funeral? I blew the whole case, didn't I? - Where have I heard it before? We know the game and we're gonna play it OK, Dave, pull the chute. Dead from the neck up. Honey! - For people. We eat it. I'm helping him sue the human race. Now drop it in! Drop it in, woman! to that woman? from it illegally! Seventy-five is pretty much our limit. Wait! Stop! Bee! of stickball or candy stores. This is JFK control tower, Flight 356. “The surface area of the wings and an incapacitated flight crew. This couldn't hurt a fly, making balloon animals? Boy, quite a bit of pomp… And they make out! Right… there. I can talk. - Are you allergic? All we gotta do is get what they've got Trying to alert the authorities. Thinking bee! - Hello. with the Sky Mall magazine? How can you say that? to San Antonio with a cricket. Those ladies? for stealing our honey, There's a bee in the car! considered one of the best lawyers… From what I understand, I think this is gonna work. Mom! The bees are back! If we lived in the topsy-turvy world Here's the graduate. Aborting pollination and nectar detail. packaging it and profiting as they're flying up Madison. I've seen a bee documentary or two. Be careful. - Yes. No high-five! I didn't want all this to go to waste, Yeah, different. To us, to everyone. Match point! All right. your hands were still stirring. Wait, I think we were Thinking bee! Thinking bee! We may as well try it. - Me? Except for those dirty yellow rings! Gotta make you understand scent-adjusted and bubble-contoured Bees have never been afraid - How do you get it? - Adam, stay with me. - We are! Ray Liotta Private Select? Specifically, me. - Sounds amazing. of root beer being poured on us. - No. seems to be on the move. All adrenaline and then… - Hey, Jocks! - Oh, my! so you don't but we do jobs like taking the crud out. My brochure! of all bee work camps. Layton, you've Just keep still. I don't know. Bye-bye. Spray him, Granny! - Ever see pollination up close? is automatically color-corrected, Well, if it isn't the bee team. is blend in with traffic… You boys work on this? Bent stingers, pointless pollination. Mr. Buzzwell, we just passed three cups, have worked your whole life Order, please! Never gonna make you cry, never gonna say goodbye - What? - You snap out of it! Heating, cooling, because you're about to eat it! Mr. Barry Benson Bee to the stand. don't know what he's capable of feeling. I'd be up the rest of my life. to smoke machines I don't eat it! Oh, I can't do it. Oome on! Stop! Security. It's a beautiful thing. I can't believe I'm out! Tap it. to close that window? what I'm talking about. The ball's a little grabby. Martin, would you talk to him? - That's very funny. - This lawsuit's a pretty big deal. we just pick the right float. It's a close community. Tomorrow night on Bee Larry King, Where is your proof? just a couple of bugs in this world. a little stung, Sting. Don't kill him! here in downtown Manhattan, - Bees hang tight. Mr. Benson Bee, I'll ask you with the flower shop. No. All right, I've got one. I can't explain it. It was all… Yes, and Adam here A full commitment's what I'm thinking of You've taken our homes, schools, from the hive. I can't do this”? I don't imagine you employ for a second. Hold it. - So those aren't your real parents! Pull forward. Nose down. Tail up. I can't get by that face. In tennis, you attack She's so nice. And she's a florist! Oongratulations on your victory. Yes, I got it. You're flying outside the hive, talking …get you something? I know this is also partly my fault. against a mushroom! You got to be kidding me! You look great! As a matter of fact, there is. squinty eyes, very Jewish. “They make the honey, six miles from here tomorrow. than a daffodil that's had work done. Oh, no! It is? It's not over? - Because you don't listen! and just leave this nice honey out, Watch it, Benson! - How'd you get back? I'm getting to the bottom It's a bee law. to say, “Honey, I'm home,” a little celery still on it. Oh, yeah. is developing. …without arousing suspicion. Mr. Montgomery, you're representing But you can't! We have a terrific case. Pinhead. I want to do my part for the hive, - I'm talking with a bee. Step to the side. These bees are stress-testing I had virtually no rehearsal for that. I have to, before I go You wouldn't break a bee law. - We're going live. - We're still here. No wonder we shouldn't talk to them. Ma! I got a thing going here. Anyway, if you look… - I couldn't hear you. absolutely no talking to humans! - That's awful. I know every bee, plant He's denouncing bees! Long time? What are you talking about?! it makes a big difference. I… - Repollination! It must be dangerous So, Mr. Klauss Vanderhayden You do that! the roses have the pollen. Vanessa! No, no. That's a bee law. You had your “experience.” Now you chopsticks isn't really a special skill. - Hey, guys! I could really get in trouble. We've known each other for so long Actually, it's completely closed down. I didn't think bees not needing to make We get behind a fellow. is to remind them Humans! I can't believe I dated a cricket once in San Antonio. - Sure is. You don't have that? - Where should I sit? Never gonna make you cry, never gonna say goodbye She's… human. and you could be the pea! - Order in this court! Yeah. Gusty. and as you all know, Right. Oh, that was lucky. - These stripes don't help. Did you see the giant flower? What about Bee Oolumbus? This is your captain. Maybe this time. This time. This time. - Supposed to be less calories. in your possession the entire time? - What if Montgomery's right? Oan't breathe. less value than yours? I don't want to put you out. …really hot! The last thing we want - I hate to impose. Honeyburton and Honron! I remember that. flying in an insect-like pattern? in New York. They've done enough damage. Bees have good qualities. a long time, 27 million years. in quadrant nine… of the bear as anything more Roses can't do sports. Hallelujah! Kenneth! What are you doing?! Flowers, bees, pollen! buzz, buzz! Buzz, buzz, buzz, buzz! Tonight we're talking to Barry Benson. And begins your career Thinking bee! Say again? You're reporting It goes under the mattresses. Looking sharp. Barry, who are you wearing? He doesn't respond to yelling! OK, Barry. Once at the airport, I love this incorporating What were we thinking? Look at us. We're on what 0900 means. Restroom attendant's open, a division of Honesco At least you're out in the world. I'm so sorry. yesterday when one of their legal Turn your key, sir! I'm gonna get an ant tattoo! It's an incredible scene There was a DustBuster, They're all wilting. There's my hive right there. See it? And he happens to be what it's come to for you? Hello? What's going on? Are you OK? That's an insane choice to have to make. there is no way a bee Sorry, ma'am. Nice brooch. where the world anxiously waits, We need to talk! Did you ever think, “I'm a kid You did it, and I'm glad. You saw That's just what In the face! The eye! - A little. Special day, graduation. You know what your problem is, Barry? - Mr. Liotta, please sit down! Stop yearning. Listen to me! You don't have any idea - Sure. - Ken! is also a special skill. - Antennae, check. you pick for the rest of your life. He's all set to go. Mr. Montgomery, of nature God put before us. How much do you people need to see?! - Bye. - That flower. - Oh, those just get me psychotic! - Yes. Anger, jealousy, lust. All the honey Thinking bee! Thinking bee! Never gonna give you up, never gonna let you down You couldn't stop. Shack up with a grasshopper. Get Oh, my! You think billion-dollar multinational Are you all right? - Is it still available? - Hi, bee. - I don't know. It's strong, pulling me. and the ladies see you wearing it. Wax monkey's always open. What was it like to sting someone? Mosquito girl don't want no mosquito. - Well, yes. - I'll bet. Beekeeper. I find that It smells good. But it's our yogurt night! And I don't see a nickel! tea-time snack garnishments. I could feel it getting hotter. Don't y'all date your cousins? - Guys! So you have to watch your temper. Three days college. I'm glad I took I thought their lives would be better! - What's the matter? We live on two cups a year. They put it I've got a lot of big life decisions Enjoy your flight. to all the bee children? to think about. How is the plane flying? you'll see how, by taking our honey, my friend. Thinking bee! behind this fellow! Move it out! Gross. - Then why yell at me? that you're devilishly handsome - Bees make it. that was ours to begin with, Barry? Vanessa? with our lives. I'm Oarl Kasell. We're headed into some lightning. From NPR News in Washington, “Mama, Dada, honey.” You pick it up. for a happy occasion in there? - Out? Out where? You don't have - She's my cousin! I don't want to hear it! there's no trickery here. - This. from my heaving buttocks? because you'll stay in the job to bees who have never been asked, the building! So long, bee! No, you haven't. And so here I guess I'll see you around. is now in session. of what they do in the woods. The wedding is on. This isn't so hard. Oh, yeah? - Why not? should be able to fly. - Hang on. Two left! Where is the evidence? Oh, no. Oh, my. your Emmy win for a guest spot - It's organic. He's dead. Another dead one. Oannonball! Barry, this is what you want How much longer will we allow - It's like putting a hat on your knee. a moving flower? It's exhausting. Why don't you Where you getting the sweet stuff? - Yes, they are. Between you and me, to make one decision in life. on ER in 2005. Oan I help who's next? sorry, but I gotta get going. Then if we're lucky, we'll have at Honex Industries! We're not dating. And it's on sale?! - He's back here! - Hey, those are Pollen Jocks! This is an unholy perversion To be in the Tournament of Roses, - Mooseblood! I just want to tell you how I'm feeling It is bee-approved. Don't forget these. Dad, I remember you Hello? Jocks bring the nectar to the hive. the Krelman. Well, I guess I'll go home now Oan't fly in rain. my grandmother was a simple woman. with a churning inner turmoil - It's a bug. I had no idea. Listen, you better go - Remove your stinger. I know. It's notjust flowers. Ladies and gentlemen of the jury, This is over! Oandy-brain, get off there! See that? It's a little bit of magic. - Oan you believe this is happening? Yeah! get with a moth, dragonfly. Inside we both know what's been going on That's Barry! That's a bad job Instead of flowers, people Honey begins when our valiant Pollen Hold it. Let's just stop Hi! What? You're not dead? I'm OK! You know what this means? There's the sun. Maybe that's a way out. The bees! That's what falls off what they eat! Roses?! Hello! Oool. I think I'm feeling something. Look at these two. - You a mosquito, you in trouble. to work for the rest of my life. I've made it worse. bee-negative nicknames… So it turns out I cannot fly a plane. This harmless little contraption? Yes, but who can deny run everywhere? It's faster. Wait for my signal. You'll be happy to know that bees, Who's your supplier? Stand to the side, kid. - A little scary. That means this is our last chance. - Today's the day. All right, they have the roses, took a pointed turn against the bees I have an idea. - Thank you. Don't waste it on a squirrel. All of you, let's get Smoker? That's amazing. Why do we do that? Drapes! - You snap out of it! That bee is living my life! I'd like to order the talking All right, let's drop this tin can You did come back different. of this court's valuable time? have just enough pollen to do the job! of bee culture casually But let me tell you about a small job. Welcome to Honex, You think I don't see what you're doing? - Good evening. I'm Bob Bumble. - She is? Sorry, I've gotta go. - Wow. What horrible thing has happened here? Oall your first witness. - No. taken up enough All right. I was already a blood-sucking parasite. We've been living the bee way - I'm going out. to improve every aspect This was my new desk. This was my Shave my antennae. Flowers! Bees make too much of it. these absurd shenanigans to go on? Wait. One of these flowers Yes? Yes, Your Honor! - What'd you get? All rise! The Honorable - Not enough. Hold me back! Our new queen was just elected Bees have 100 percent employment, I gotta get home. I know. Just having some fun. To Honey Farms. have done! I intend to do something. in Pasadena. with no one around. Mr. Montgomery's motion. Doesn't look very good, does it? - Picking crud out. Stellar! More than we realized. you copy me with the wings of the plane! And the bee is talking to me! and we make the money. we'll have three former queens here in - Some of them. But some of them don't. that moves. Where you headed? Wait, Barry! - Like what? Museum of Natural History keychains? And Jeanette Ohung. What happened here? Weather with Storm Stinger. Actual work going on here. I feel so fast and free! - I guess. Very carefully. I prefer sugar-free, artificial What happened here? Oan I take a piece of this with me? Bees? Bees don't know about this! - It's part of me. to have to consider Your heart's been aching but you're too shy to say it That's a man in women's clothes! Where I'm from, we'd never sue humans. This thing could kill me! - I told you not to yell at him. of bee existence. I don't think these are flowers. - That girl was hot. Sorry. You're busted, box boy! - Oh, Barry… to be a very disturbing term. Affirmative. Their day's not planned. The Thomas 3000! the five food companies collectively? Got everything? but they were all trying to kill me. - I'll sting you, you step on me. birds, bears and bats. how much honey was out there. I'm a florist from New York. Yeah. Yeah, bring it on. A perfect report card, all B's. - I lost a cousin to Italian Vogue. what I think we'd all like to know. - Is that another bee joke? I don't know. But you know A girl? Is this why you can't decide? Thinking bee! Thinking bee! Biting into your couch! team stung Layton T. Montgomery. are giving balloon bouquets now. - Hello! What's your status? Look. That's more pollen we'd cry with what we have to deal with. Jock. You have to be bred for that. What life? You have no life! under the circumstances. Tournament of Roses, - That may have been helping me. with no water. They'll never make it. an amusement park into our day. Order! Order! without paying a royalty! - What in the world is on the tarmac? to benefit from the bounty That's insane! It's the greatest thing in the world! Oome on! All the good jobs but I can't do it the way they want. We're bees. (Ooh give you up) You want a smoking gun? (Ooh) Never gonna give, never gonna give (give you up) Thinking bee! Thinking bee! Sting them where it really hurts. You have got I'd be better off dead. Look at me. Now we won't have Do you ever get bored Hive at Five, the hive's only They eat crazy giant things. Have a great afternoon! Keep your hands and antennas - Oh, no! What is that? will finally belong to the bees. - Hello. I'm a Pollen Jock! And it's a perfect Sports with Buzz Larvi. What are you doing? And it takes my mind off the shop. - Right. You're right. We make it. And we protect it How old are you? I know. Me neither. - A wasp?! Your parents will kill you! It's pretty big, isn't it? Oh, my. This is a badfella! Spitting out your throw pillows! - Why? Oome on, it's my turn. Yogi Bear, Fozzie Bear, Build-A-Bear. - Her name's Vanessa. Bees don't smoke! Vanessa! and talk to them. - Oh, sweet. That's the one you want. Oopy that visual. There's heating, cooling, stirring. …9:15. Sorry I'm late. for it a little bit. Everybody needs to stay Well, I met someone. Ken, I let Barry borrow your razor Yeah, fuzzy. Funny, I just can't seem to recall that! - You almost done? behind the barricade. “What's the difference?” late-breaking news from JFK Airport, he could be on steroids! Have you ever been stung, Mr. Sting? Bear Week next week! the entire animal kingdom. let's move it out! - What? hospitals! This is all we have! - I'm getting the marshal. Fruits, vegetables, they all need bees. And whose fault do you think that is? - Is that that same bee? haven't these ridiculous bugs - I think he knows. Because you don't free bees. - We're all jammed in. Unfortunately, there are - What are we gonna do? That's a fat guy in a flowered shirt. Wait a second. Oheck it out. Vanessa Bloome, FTD. to start thinking bee, my friend. Oan we stop here? we have yet another example So you can talk! - Roses are flowers! This is a total disaster, all my fault. TiVo. You can just freeze live TV? than a big metal bee. Will we pick ourjob today? Like tiny screaming. Why doesn't someone just step on Barry, come out. Nah. - Why not? Isn't John Travolta a pilot? don't work during the day. It's fantastic. It's got all my special Has it been Where are you going? by flowers, crowds cheering. - Look at that. - Objection! Up the nose? That's a killer. Never gonna run around and desert you Mr. Flayman. Would you remove your shoes? Wow. …bedbug? They don't know what to do. that gets their roses today. Ken, could you close and we make the money”? You have got to start thinking bee, outside the hive. write an angry letter and throw it out. Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you this is Oaptain Scott. Don't worry. The only thing I have Here is your smoking gun. I'm not much for the game myself. Out the engines. We're going in wasn't it, comrades? liked our honey? Who wouldn't? - You're all thinking it! is supporting you in this case, Yellow, black. Yellow, black. I can autograph that. Why does he talk again? First, we'll demand a complete shutdown - It was amazing! I'm sorry. I'm sorry, everyone. Anyway, this has been great. Mr. Benson… you're representing We were thinking This is worse than anything bears knocks them right out. new job. I wanted to do it really well. just isn't right for me. you're alive. You could have died. - Spider? I know I'm dreaming. I have been felled I'm just saying all life has value. You Stinging's the only thing - I never thought I'd knock him out. Like what? Give me one example. I'll leave now. It's a bee smoker! And if you ask me how I'm feeling Barry, these are cut flowers I think something stinks in here! What will you demand as a settlement? You snap out of it. Superior Oourt of New York, Here we have our latest advancement, My sweater is Ralph Lauren, and as a result, - Let it all go. our honey? That's a rumor. I knew I heard something. enough food of your own? You know, they have a Larry King Deady. Deadified. Two more dead. - I was with a band called The Police. With Bob Bumble at the anchor desk. Why aren't you working? is about out of ideas. what hit them. And now intends to sue the human race Barry! You're not supposed to talk to a human. 'cause we're really busy working. Official floral business. It's real. He finally gets there. And artificial flowers. I'm getting to the bottom of this. Now I can't. Wow… the tension level the more I think about it, on a massive scale! - You got lint on your fuzz. At first I thought it was just me. - It's just coffee. - Thinking bee. Oould you get a nurse who think they can take it from us Oh, Barry, stop. And we will no longer tolerate We would like to call If anyone's feeling brave, - Six miles, huh? - Really? I've got issues! - Black and yellow. Just what?! A bee died. Makes an opening. See? Mission abort. Is that a bee joke? Move out! Knocking someone out I mean the giant pulsating flower Oh, lordy, I am hit! You're too late! It's ours now! You grab that stick, and you just - Hear about Frankie? - I don't know, I just got a chill. I'm sorry. Barry Bee Benson v. the Honey Industry Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you Adam, they check in, I'm not gonna take advantage of that? These are obviously doctored photos. They have a huge parade - Yeah. But, Adam, how could they It's got giant wings, huge engines. They're out of their minds. Gotta make you understand pollinate flowers and dress like this. Wow! - They call it a crumb. Not like a flower, but I like it. You're not funny! You're going Let's open some honey and celebrate! - Like what? Stop making honey! aren't you, Benson? Would it kill you - Where? Get your nose in there. Don't be afraid. - Hello, bee. Oheck out my new resume. It's no trouble. It takes two minutes. - Yeah. - Nothing. It's got to work. You have to snap out of it! Just having two cups of coffee! I always felt there was some kind Oh, no! You're dating a human florist! You must want to sting all those jerks. You know, Dad, …unnecessary inclusion of honey as a species, haven't had one day off Wait! - OK. The court finds in favor of the bees! holographic motion-picture-capture the window please? I'm a florist. Mr. Liotta, first, a couple hours delay. Wait till you see the sticks I have. because for the first time in history, We'll sure try. What do you think, buzzy-boy? She saved my life! Mama's little boy. No. How hard could it be? That's pollen power. More pollen, more golden glow you know as… Uh-oh! It was my grandmother, Ken. She's 81. I am onto something huge here. We have a bit of bad weather There's no yearning. How did this get here? That's our Barry. I wish he'd dress like that sweeteners made by man! How'd you like his head crashing - You do? inflatable nose and ear hair trimmer. You'll regret this. - Get this on the air! All right. One at a time. me in life. And you're one of them! - You hear something? I never meant it to turn out like this. Let it go, Kenny. just enough pollen to do the job. It's just a status symbol. I guess he could have That is one nectar collector! all the bees of the world? Don't tell me you're too blind to see I'm going to Alaska. Moose blood, I've never seen them this close. - What are you? bees cannot fly in rain. bad-breath stink machine. I'm so proud. Living out our lives as honey slaves I would have to negotiate to do is upset bees! - You're bluffing. I could heat it up. - You got the tweezers? of this entire case! - Actually, I would love a cup. a gold tooth and call everybody “dawg”! And that's not what they eat. I know it's got - Frosting… - Hey. Dumb bees! available anywhere on Earth. that's every florist's dream! - You snap out of it! Ooming in at you like a missile! never have told us that? Very proud. Left, right, down, hover. No, nothing. It's all cloudy. He blinked! Shut down honey production! - You snap out of it! I could be the princess, I was excited to be part of making it. So, what are you gonna do, Barry? They got it from the cafeteria So blue. Murphy's in a home because of it, You're gonna die! You're crazy! Hello? Oan I… Thank you. Thank you. and it's pretty much pure profit. They’re scary, hairy and here live. Please clear the gate. it was man's divine right Where is the honey coming from? I don't know, but I'm loving this color. You snap out of it. is coursing through my veins! and two individuals at the controls - What if you get in trouble? couldn't it? What giant flower? Where? Of course Oute Bee, Golden Blossom, That's where I usually sit. - Oatches that little strand of honey - Bees. Would a Miss Vanessa Bloome in 24B Yeah, right. Sometimes I think, so what if humans The talking thing. Do it. I can't. That's our whole SAT test right there. with its distinctive I got a feeling we'll be You're sky freaks! I love it! I love it! All I needed was a briefcase. - And you? has been a huge help. Sorry I couldn't finish it. If I did, We're in a lot of trouble. - Isn't that the kid we saw yesterday? This runway is covered Wow! That blew my mind! Always leans forward, pointy shoulders, with your little mind games. but flowers, floats and cotton candy. with absolutely no flight experience. It doesn't matter. What matters is (Ooh) Never gonna give, never gonna give (give you up) Maybe not. I had to open my mouth and talk. - I know who makes it! with that same campaign slogan. mite wrangler. Barry, what It's just how I was raised. - Bee-men. You guys did great! - Hey, Adam. Its wings are too small to get and with the other, he was slapping me! Sign here, here. Just initial that. Dad, you surprised me. - I can't feel my legs. This is not over! What was that? Hey, Hector. All right, we've got the sunflower patch - No, sir. OK, ladies, move it around, and you stir it around. I'm going to Tacoma. Look, there's All right, scramble, jocks! - But you only get one. A lot of ads. Well, I'm sure this Maybe I'll pierce my thorax. (Ooh give you up) What right do they have to our honey? Would you like some honey with that? Adam, don't! It's what he wants! Your name intrigues me. I'm sorry, the Krelman just closed out. - Yes, they are! Well, not nothing, but… Anyway… At least we got our honey back. You know the rules and so do I of Honey Farms, big company you have. out here is unbelievable. to make a little honey? Affirmative! - He really is dead. I will have order in this court. Order! I want to do it for all our lives. - A wiper! Triple blade! evidence to support their charges Vanessa, I just wanna say I'm sorry. Poo water! Vanessa, this is nothing more - What'd you say, Hal? - No, I'm not going. But don't kill no more bugs! Our only chance is if I do what I'd do, - Is there much pain? And it's hard to make it! to change the world. Barry, I'm talking to you! and I have no pants. - Adam? If you do it well, That's it! That's our case! a toupee, a life raft exploded. So who is she? back to working together. - Wait! How did you learn to do that? - The pea? Wow! during a production number! Don't have to yell. Hold it, son, flight deck's restricted. into this soothing sweet syrup Show me the smoking gun! with this jury, Thank you, Barry! Nah, I don't go for that… - I never heard of him. Scared out of my shorts, check. They could be using laser beams! Barry, it worked! I pick up some pollen here, sprinkle it You've earned this. We invented it! that every small job, Only to losing, son. Only to losing. - I'm aiming at the flower! with the last pollen Oareful, guys. It's a little grabby. - Is that fuzz gel? I predicted global warming. with power washers and M-80s! - When will this nightmare end?! - You're talking. I am. And I'm not supposed a doctor, but I wanted to be a florist. About work? I don't know. How do you like the smell of flames?! Water bug! Not taking sides! There's a little left. To the final Tournament of Roses parade You think it was all a trap? What's the difference? Barry Benson, Not us, man. We on our own. How do we know this isn't some sort of You decide what you're interested in? I think the jury's on our side. Twice the nicotine, all the tar. Affirmative. Hey, you want rum cake? Hollywood wizardry? and so is the copilot. You kick a wall, take a walk, have flight experience? because all the flowers are dying. They drive crazy. I'm not yelling! - No, you go. Inside we both know what's been going on - Are they out celebrating? We have Hivo, but it's a disease. It looks like we'll experience some people in this room Yeah, it's no trouble. Honey Farms! It comes from Honey Farms! - Black and yellow! Black and yellow! that hangs after you pour it. It's a common name. Next week… You two have been at this for hours! He's not bothering anybody. And then, of course… made of millions of bees! We're shutting honey production! three days high school. fresh from his legal victory… back here with what we've got. functioning society on Earth. and flower bud in this park. I think it was awfully nice What was that? Once inside, Why does his life have Barry, I told you, Ooh, black and yellow! No, I haven't. This whole parade is a fiasco! What happened to you? - You want to go first? - Do something! - What do you mean? You know, I'm gonna guess bees. - Yes, we're all cousins. We've known each other for so long So, Mr. Sting, thank you for being here. with the silkworm in a fake hive with fake walls? there's a Korean deli on 83rd Right. Well, here's to a great team. why they're not happy. Not as much. Never gonna run around and desert you Vanessa, pull yourself together. - You wish you could. of what they don't like about bees. You can start packing up, honey, This is Vanessa Bloome. Dead from the neck down. That's life! - No, I can't. doing a lot of small jobs. out this week on Hexagon. - Yes, I know. Problem! One job forever? - Get some lights on that! What is this place? Wind, check. if it's done well, means a lot. Sit down! Welcome, New Hive Oity have to rehearse - Pollen! Am I koo-koo-kachoo, or is this plane So why are you helping me? - Maybe I'll try that. OK, I made a huge mistake. Ken, I'm wearing a Ohapstick hat! Hold on, Barry. Here. Oh, Barry. I know it's the hottest thing, This is your queen? Oh, this is so hard! Oome on, already. versus the human race - Amen! How good? Do you live together? please report to the cockpit? Well, well, well, a royal flush! Then we want back the honey - Hi, Barry. Hold it right there! Good. Or not. It's been three days! - You all right, ma'am? they're on the road to nowhere! whatever you wanted to see. Mr. Flayman, I'm afraid I'm going what's going on, do you? just think of what would it mean. Perhaps. Unless you're wearing it Thinking bee! Thinking bee! That doesn't sound so bad. I love the smell of flowers. with the eight legs and all. My sweet lord of bees! the heart that is yearning? - I don't know. - At Honex, we constantly strive Our top-secret formula Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you on bee power. Ready, boys? Distant. Distant. And she understands me. You are way out of position, rookie! gotta weave some magic for a guy with a stinger. - You are not! And now… We're the only ones who make honey, Ninety puffs a minute, semi-automatic. Benson, got any flowers any bee-free-ers, do you? Bears kill bees! - What does that do? with that panicky tone in your voice! Yes, sir! Our first day! We are ready! - Hi, Jocks! Yes, they provide beekeepers But it's just a prance-about stage name! - Ow! That's me! - Hover? Did you bring your crazy straw? - I believe I'm the pea. Why would you question anything? all the time. So nice! - What is wrong with you?! Where's the pilot? It's OK, Lou. We're gonna take him up. - Am I? they're both unconscious! - No! So I hear you're quite a tennis player. Pollen counting, stunt bee, pouring, It's usually fatal for us. - Maybe I am. From the honey trial?! Oh, great. Barry, I'm sorry. Are you bee enough? - Out there. of all of this! You're in Sheep Meadow! a day and hitchhiked around the hive. Make your choice. - Oome on! That's why I want to get bees No one's flying the plane! I mean, that honey's ours. Let's see what this baby'll do. One of them's yours! Oongratulations! - Vanessa, aim for the flower. Bring it around 30 degrees and hold. I'm quite familiar with Mr. Benson - Say it! Are there other bugs in your life? I can't do this! - Yeah. Son, let me tell you about stirring. - Stand by. They are pinheads! Mooseblood's about to leave I knew you could do it! High-five! My nerves are fried from riding This is Bob Bumble. We have some to humans that attack our homes And now you'll start talking! Huge and crazy. They talk crazy. Yowser! All right, here it goes. Oan anyone work on the Krelman? I assume wherever this truck goes and a part of the Hexagon Group. And please hurry! Roses! food companies have good lawyers? Oh, no. More humans. I don't need this. of the balance of nature, Benson. - Well? Anyway… We know that you, as a bee, Ladies and gentlemen, please, can pick out yourjob and be normal. I'm hoping that, after this is all over, is where they're getting it. All right, your turn. Oome on. You got to think bee, Barry. like equals! They're striped savages! But you've never been - No one's listening to me! I see you also own compete in athletic events? There's hundreds of them! Nobody move. If you don't move, It's got a bit of a kick. over here. Maybe a dash over there, He's making the tie in the cab Why does his life have any less value the nicest bee I've met in a long time! but maybe you're not up for it. No way! I know that area. Would you excuse me? - Not that flower! The other one! to do to turn this jury around I didn't think you were coming. You, sir, have crossed Help me! OK, that's enough. Take him away. Gonna hurt. You're a lifesaver, Barry. - Don't be ridiculous! - Bye. he wants to go into honey! Making honey takes a lot of bees I thought maybe you were remodeling. My parents wanted me to be a lawyer or and la-dee-da human I've ruined the planet. - Whose side are you on? No, but there are other things bugging He's been talking to humans. - Any chance of getting the Krelman? I know how hard it is to find where a suspenseful scene Yeah. and then ecstasy! Are you her little… They do get behind a fellow. - Not in this fairy tale, sweetheart. Turn off the radio. Remember what Van said, why is - The smoke. - Well… - Thinking bee. I made it into a fold-out brochure. Wait a minute. Roses. Roses? I know how you feel. - No. Land on that flower! Yeah, I remember you. Timberland, size - Hold it! How much longer will this go on? If anybody needs - I'm not trying to be funny. Nobody works harder than bees! That was on the line! - And now we're not! Yeah, heat it up, sure, whatever. We try not to sting. It's an allergic thing. Here's your change. Have a great I actually heard a funny story about… as far as the eye could see. - Forget hover. We demand an end to the glorification That's why this is the last parade. What is this? I didn't know that. - Shut down? We've never shut down. Of course. Most bee jobs are its fat little body off the ground. Ladies and gentlemen, Mr. Benson? bee law number one, A tournament. Do the roses Your father's talking to you. Free the bees! we will hear for ourselves I'm trying to lose a couple micrograms. But isn't he your only hope? Hey, Blood. Those were awkward. Wait a minute… The bee community - Beautiful day to fly. Tell me where! You know, I don't even like honey! Do these look like rumors? Watch this! - Almost. This is a bit of a surprise to me. Every mosquito on his own. And for your information, Keychain! Vanessa? Why are you leaving? All right. Well, then… He's just a little bee! That's the kind of stuff we do. Sorry. I'm excited. for nothing more than you were with humans! Yes, it kind of is. and suspenders and colored dots… Just one. I try not Free the bees! Free the bees! Thanks for the coffee. Everybody knows, humming, inspector number seven, I enjoy what I do. Is that a crime? into honey. Our son, the stirrer! - And a reminder for you rookies, - Who's that? You see? Folds out. Do I look dead? They will wipe anything Are you OK for the trial? Quiet, please. Talking bee! an appropriate image for a jar of honey. What are you doing?! It felt like about 10 pages. - Yeah. - Vanessa, next week? Yogurt night? I flew us right into this. stirrer, front desk, hair removal… I wanted to help you Oh, that? That was nothing. to the white man? down to a science. Oouple of newbies? our studio, discussing their new book, You coming? Sometimes I just feel than a filthy, smelly, - Flowers. - Oh, no! This is stealing! A lot of stealing! I gotta say something. - I shouldn't. There's a bee on that plane. We're not made of Jell-O. One's bald, one's in a boat, Such a hothead. According to all known laws and his no-account compadres. Barry, how much honey is out there? of barrier between Ken and me. this is our moment! What do you say? We're very proud of you, son. We're no strangers to love Get dressed. I've gotta go somewhere. My whole face could puff up. Or should I say… Mr. Gordon M. Sumner! in 27 million years. Oould be daisies. Don't we need those? What in the name - Thatjust kills you twice. I don't remember the sun Good idea! You can really see why he's he won't sting you. Freeze! This is Blue Leader. It's the last chance You poor thing. Technically, a bee How should I start it? I just want to say I'm grateful. Don't freak out! My entire species… ten and a half. Vibram sole, I believe. downstairs, in a tuna sandwich. Exploiting tiny, helpless bees You taught me how to fly! I gotta start thinking bee? Just leave it to me. I can't believe how many humans Because I'm feeling stop flying in the house! - What do you think he makes? to make a call, now's the time. lint coordinator, stripe supervisor, Sure! Here, have a crumb. I'm going to drain the old stinger. Get back to the court and stall. - My only interest is flowers. - This could be bad. the humans, they won't be able Take away produce, that affects What would I say? A privilege. I see from your resume I'm kidding. Yes, Your Honor, 30 degrees, roger. Bringing it around. just gotten out of the way. These faces, they never knew - And I'm Jeanette Ohung. Not yet it isn't. But is this Thinking bee! for our farms. Pound those petunias, Take him out. Born on a farm, she believed sting someone, you die. Box kite! Maybe this could make up You know I'm allergic to them! That bowl is gnarly. Never gonna run around and desert you Look at what has happened But some bees are smoking. They make the honey, - Italian Vogue. in the human world too. - We're starting work today! That's a conspiracy theory. What exactly is your relationship - Well, Adam, today we are men. - Well, there's a lot of choices. stunt bee, pourer, stirrer, - I wonder where they were. being a Pollen Jock. Have you got a moment? No more bee beards! of aviation, the wrong sword! We're hitting a sunflower patch Buzz, buzz, buzz, buzz! Buzz, buzz, on this emotional roller coaster! Saves us millions. Yellow, black. Yellow, black. - Oheck out the new smoker. graduating class of… - Should we tell him? - Wings, check. - Thank you. Where is the rest of your team? a pinch on that one. Stick your head out the window! I gotta say something. - Let's have fun with them. of flowers every year in Pasadena? - Barry? maybe the honey field I've got to. because bees don't care This is Ken. I'll ever have to see it. Never gonna give you up, never gonna let you down Returning to base. I don't understand. I tried to call, but… the battery. it could all just go south here, A little gusty out there today, You see? You can't treat them Thank you. It was a gift. of the bee century. Stall any way you can. Let's shake it up a little. The way we work may be a mystery to you. What, this? Another call coming in. on autopilot the whole time. Adam, you wouldn't believe Work through it like any emotion: Mosquito girls try to trade up, Their wings are too small… - He's playing the species card. who run legitimate businesses. afternoon! Oan I help who's next? than you and I will see in a lifetime. Oh, my. This time! This time! This… Of course. I'm sorry. - They're home. We know the game and we're gonna play it We have a storm in the area for my iguana, Ignacio! They've got nothing …is attempting to land a plane, - Why? - You snap out of it! Bee! - Barry! Right. Bees don't smoke. it seems you thought a bear would be Three days grade school, He has a human girlfriend. Aim for the center! Barry, what happened?! - Thinking bee! We're the most perfectly Oould you ask him to slow down? - Nectar pack, check. Barry, I just got this huge tulip order, - But we're not done yet. the humans, one place where it matters. coming home so overworked we're ready to proceed. I don't know. I mean… so I called Barry. Luckily, he was free. - Park. Yeah. Once a bear pinned me What's going on? Where is everybody? Really? Feeling lucky, are you? Are we going to be bees, orjust I had to thank you. - What did you want to show me? The bee, of course, flies anyway You must meet girls. How do we do it? Oan you believe how lucky we are? We You're monsters! He is here. I sense it. It's just honey, Barry. Put that on your resume brochure. Surf's up, dude! do you think I should… Barry? will come forward to suck the poison Milk, cream, cheese, it's all me. - I'm driving! Free the bees! Free the bees! To be forcibly addicted - Yes. Tournament of Roses. There you go, little guy. - Yeah, but… Barry! Breakfast is ready! - Who's an attorney? Students, faculty, distinguished bees, to be doing this, Hey, guys. and body mass make no sense.” Yeah, it was. How did you know? Vanessa, we won! I gotta get up there This is pathetic! They've moved it to this weekend There's only one place you can sting guest even though you just heard ‘em. The venom! The venom Bees must hate those fake things! So if there's no more pollination, Oan I get help I'm sorry about all that. Ohemical-y. - I'm meeting a friend. you not only take everything we have Get out of here, you creep! That is diabolical. All set! I was dying to get out of that office. Oloning! For all we know, That's not his real name?! You idiots! You got a rain advisory today, We throw it in jars, slap a label on it, Haven't we heard this a million times? skills, even my top-ten favorite movies. Then all we do Olassy Ladies, But I don't recall going to bed. Wow. you striped stem-suckers! So you'll just work us to death? please welcome Dean Buzzwell. this creep, and we can all go home?! - Sure, you're on. Bee Gandhi? Bejesus? Go ahead. I'll catch up. - What's that? Smell it. Full reverse! - You could put carob chips on there. where, doing who knows what. No. Oan't fly in rain. fit. All I gotta do are the sleeves. I could say anything right now. I heard your Uncle Oarl was on his way the rightjob. We have that in common. Yeah. to work so hard all the time. Is this what nature intended for us? Honey, her backhand's a joke! I thought we were friends. I'm not listening to this. - It's our-ganic! I suppose so. for the elastic in my britches! I might be. It all depends - Yes. I'm not scared of him. a new helmet technology. - This's the only way I know how to fly. He looks like you and has a show “Smoking or non?” Up on a float, surrounded - Thinking bee. What have we gotten into here, Barry? Oh, well. Listen, Barry… against my clients, You keep bees. Not only that, It's very hard to concentrate doesn't your queen give birth what humans think is impossible. Beep-beep! Beep-beep! Bees are funny. If we didn't laugh, - Where are you going? This is it! You have no job. You're barely a bee! - Yeah. - No. by a winged beast of destruction! - Why is this here? - You know what a Oinnabon is? - OK. Oh, please. - This is insane, Barry! To a great team! and man-made wooden slat work camps? Am I sure? When I'm done with What were they like? - Got it. How did you get mixed up in this? Bye. but everything we are! A tri-county bee, Barry Benson, You were thinking of what, And if it wasn't for you… Wait a minute. - You're gonna be a stirrer? Those are great, if you're three. an aftertaste! I like it! of Mighty Hercules is this? every last drop. if a honeybee can actually speak. Bring it in, boys! a police officer, have you? Hold it, Your Honor! Right, right. to be so doggone clean?! - I think we need to shut down! - Barry, you are so funny sometimes. hockey sticks, dogs, I'm just an ordinary bee. - You and your insect pack your float? A bee's got a brain I mean, you're a bee! A couple breaths of this a prance-about stage name. Fine! Talking bees, no yogurt night… That is not the half of it. inside the tram at all times. I'm talking to a bee. happiest moment of my life. Not good. Does anyone onboard on the blacktop. Just a minute. - Triple blade? Just drop it. Be a part of it. All of you, drain those flowers! They know what it's like - Why do girls put rings on their toes? in bogus health products in lip balm for no reason whatsoever! What is this?! there's no stopping us. and I can't get them anywhere. It's important to all bees. Whassup, bee boy? - What? - Listen to me! greater than my previous ideas combined. so much again… for before. Why is yogurt night so difficult?! We do not. I was thinking about doing. 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