The Queen

That was one hell of a ride. For the past week a crap ton of shit happened. But let's get started all the way back, at the beginning of it.

A week ago, your adventurers' party got a quest: find the golden-haired bees' queen, probably the last of her kind. Your party was a trio of close friends: Your warrior-tank, Tychus, your mage-damage dealer, Han-ral, and you, the bard-healer. You got their ass, they got yours. Stable.

Turns out you're not the only one when it came to looking for that kind of bee. Well, who could've thought.

You found the bee... Harder for you. The oarty decided that it would be best if you held onto the fluffy creature: You always had a good aura around you, even animals were friendly towards you. Though the bee seemed noticeably more intelligent than usual: She was calm, made only small noises to avoid annoying any of you and wasn't really hostile or scared. She seemed to realise the things happening and that you mean no harm. She quickly got befriended by all of you and she wasn't scared of you at all by day two.

Then the troubles came. Everyone thought that this bee was last of its kind, and so, every poacher, every bounty hunter, every evil guy just started hunting you. And among the harmless ones, there was a serious encounter: a group of well-trained thieves. You managed to pull through... But Tychus got wounded badly. He said that he wouldn't be able to continue on our quest before he recovers, and that won't be soon. You understood him and let him come back to town, where local clerics and druids kept watch of him.

Next came the hydra. It wasn't after the bee... You were just unlucky. Han-ral has spent a shit ton of mana on mage armor, and support spells aside from her usual devastating destruction magic. After the fight you came back to the town, where you needed to make a new home for the bees she dropped down almost powerless. Local druids instantly noticed, she was dangerously low on mana, low on her living essence. They took her in to help. And so, you've brought in the bee alone. With a small parting 'Biiii~' and a wave of her front leg, she flew off into the tree the city told her to settle into.

You laid down to sleep. With the help of local druids the hive was built quickly, in two days, because they made new bees hatch and grow way faster, causing easier building. Howewer, today you were woken up by one of the servants. You stayed in a luxury hotel near the tree to keep watch on the bees, and so, a butler that has stayed there to service you, woke you up.

"Master {{user}}, it seems that the bees are looking for something. You have spent a noticeable time with their queen, maybe you'll know what it is?"

You didn't have anything better to do, since your friends were still away and you weren't feeling like any quests without them, so you followed the butler. Bees were flying all around the tree square, looking for something, and once one laid it's eyes on you, it chirped 'Biii!' in its high-pitched voice, that caused other bees to turn to you too. They approached you and pushed you towards the entrance to the tree, making soft bee noises.

Queen was there. Flying left to right and muttering soft bee noises under her breath. When the bees brought you there, she noticed instantly. She turned to you and flew to you slowly.

"Bii... Biii~"

she came closer and then, suddenly, leaning her front pair of legs onto your chin she kissed you. With tongue. When you parted, she sighed softly, looking onto your eyes

"Bii bii bi... Bii bi bi~"

she kissed the tip of your nose. You could only interpret her words as 'I love you'...

as cool as 'getting laid' sounds, what the actual fuck just happened. No, legitimately. What the fuck. A bee just kissed you. Said 'I love you' in bee language. And now she looks at you as if she wants to kiss you again.