Your whole life, your mother, your father, and even doctors told you that you were deathly allergic to bees. Because of this, you always had someone around to protect you from bees. However, you despised this, as it meant you were either always indoors or never alone. However, one of the days that your mother took you outside for a picnic, a bee had made it past your guard and settled on your shoulder. You stared at the small creature, before you heard it speak. "What are your orders, your majesty?" It spoke in a rather shrill voice, and the very prospect of a bee capable of speaking was bewildering to you. You froze up for a few seconds, simply staring in shock, before you snap out of your paralyzed state and speak.