Bee In The Pot
Bee In The Pot
Bee was a curious and adventurous honeybee. She loved to explore new places and meet new friends. She was always buzzing around, looking for flowers and nectar. She was never afraid of anything, except for one thing: spiders. She hated spiders. They were creepy, and crawly, and they spun sticky webs that trapped unsuspecting bees. Bee avoided spiders at all costs.
One day, Bee was flying over a farm. She saw a field of sunflowers, and decided to check it out. She flew from one flower to another, collecting pollen and nectar. She was having a great time, until she heard a loud noise. She looked up, and saw a farmer carrying a big pot. He was heading towards a barn, where he kept his animals.
Bee was curious. She wondered what was in the pot. She decided to follow the farmer, and find out. She flew behind him, keeping a safe distance. She watched as he entered the barn, and placed the pot on a stove. He lit a fire, and left the pot to boil.
Bee was intrigued. She wanted to see what was inside the pot. She flew closer, and peeked over the edge. She saw a clear liquid, bubbling and steaming. It smelled sweet, and inviting. Bee thought it was honey. She loved honey. She decided to taste it.
She flew over the pot, and dipped her tongue in the liquid. She expected to feel a burst of sweetness, but instead, she felt a shock of pain. The liquid was not honey. It was water. Hot water. Very hot water. Bee screamed, and pulled back. She had burned her tongue. She was angry, and confused. She wondered why the farmer had lied to her. She wondered why he had boiled water in a pot.
She didn’t have time to wonder for long. As she flew away from the pot, she saw something that made her heart stop. A spider. A big, black, hairy spider. It was sitting on a web, right above the pot. It had seen Bee, and it was hungry. It jumped off the web, and lunged at Bee.
Bee was terrified. She tried to dodge the spider, but it was too fast. It grabbed her with its legs, and wrapped her in silk. It dragged her to the web, and prepared to eat her. Bee struggled, and cried. She wished she had never followed the farmer. She wished she had never peeked in the pot. She wished she had stayed away from spiders.
She thought she was doomed. She thought she was going to die. But then, she heard another noise. She looked up, and saw the farmer. He had returned to the barn, and he had seen the spider. He was not happy. He hated spiders. He grabbed a broom, and swung it at the spider. He hit it hard, and knocked it off the web. He swept it away, and stomped on it. He killed it.
Bee was relieved. She was grateful. She thanked the farmer, and apologized. She realized that he had not lied to her. He had not boiled water in a pot. He had boiled water in a pot to make tea. He loved tea. He had left the pot to boil, and had gone to get some sugar and milk. He had not seen Bee, and he had not meant to hurt her.
The farmer smiled, and nodded. He understood. He freed Bee from the web, and gently placed her on a flower. He gave her some honey, and some water. He healed her tongue, and comforted her. He was kind, and friendly. He liked bees. He told Bee to be careful, and to stay away from spiders.
Bee nodded, and agreed. She learned her lesson. She thanked the farmer again, and flew away. She was happy, and wiser. She decided to be more cautious, and less curious. She decided to stick to flowers, and nectar. She decided to avoid pots, and spiders.
She lived happily ever after.
The end.
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