The Grand Ant and the Honeybee

Every day, a humble ant yearned to devour the sweet honey of certain honeybees. He watched the bees fly from flower to flower happily buzzing about their fine pollen. He had secretly heard how they were easily going to craft the most delicious honey for their lovable queen bee ever and he wanted to be a part of it.

The poor ant imagined if it could in some how creep into this marvelous beehive; it could fill his belly with their luscious wildflower honey. He secretly wanted to disguise his gaze to resemble their imposing honeybees for more honey treats.

The outrageous ant desired to eat all the sweet honey it craved every day! After all, it fathomed it was much smarter than these silly, foolish, and clamorous bees. Since it gracefully knew how to skillfully fabricate humongous ant hills.

Moreover, the meek ant truly believed it could plainly outfox the commanding queen bee! Pinching a bit of honey from their honeycomb branch would wonderfully suit its insatiable ant tummy thought it. Plus, he knew the honey would give him a burst of energy to build a plethora of ant hills for his jolly ant friends.

For days, the witty ant fixed his gaze on these busy little honeybees buzzing back and forth carrying pollen to their striking beehive. It thought and thought about slipping in, but terrified by their deafening clamor; it recoiled. At last, it had an idea! He dusted himself with pollen from head to toe, before mustering the courage to quietly grace the stately beehive with his presence.

To the ant’s surprise, his fiddling worked! He slipped into the sweet beehive drenched with pollen unnoticed, and the rowdy honeybees paid no attention to him at all. It could not believe how sticky it felt once inside, and how the boisterous honeybees were toiling to please their daunting queen bee.

“Let’s go swiftly, it’s time to make the honeycombs for our exceptional wildflower honey,” the queen bee bellowed.

“We’re working straight away, my darling Queen” buzzed all the plump honeybees outrageously.

No sooner did the towering queen bee fly within her glorious beehive before she noticed a glob of pollen lingering by in a dark corner. The queen signaled her honeybees to grab the tasty ball of pollen with their strong antennas and ordered them to turn it into a spoonful of fresh honey.

Unfortunately, the feeble ant had no time to flee from the grip of the dutiful honeybees. It was shortly swimming in a sea of the sweetest tasting honey. It licked mouthfuls of honey with its long tongue until it could no longer eat. It noticed its belly rising incredibly. Right before its skeptical eyes, it became chunky just like the buzzing honeybees. Little ant resembled the honeybees. Except, it could not fly, nor jump, since it had no wings. No matter how hard the ant tried, it could not lift it self off the honeycombs.

The meek ant was suddenly pleased and honored. The demanding honeybees were surprisingly fond of him, especially the queen that vowed to not ever let it out of her sight. She decided to create an abode in the massive beehive beside her, so the little, lowly ant could eat all the delicious honey he gathered for dinner.

The witty Ant believed his arduous Ant friends would not ever miss him. They were wholly able to erect their private ant hills without needing to snack on the honey of honeybees. He knew his ant friends could build their massive bulk by eating the leftover scraps of other insects.

The fancy Ant honored to have such a fine bee friend was proud of the looming queen bee. She accepted him into her quaint beehive without ever realizing it was strictly a dignified, old, hungry ant. She grew mysteriously fond of him. So, one day she left the pompous beehive in search of a perfumed flower to make a brand-new type of blossomed honey for it.

Now, the busy little honeybees looked to their sure Ant for guidance and supposed it was their new queen bee. The confident Ant tripped over its fat belly from excitement one afternoon. The inquisitive honeybees realized it was not a real bee. They grew angry and wanted to get rid of it at once.

The furious honeybees kicked the self-assured ant out of their buzzing beehive, and it landed on its head and bounced a few times on its sweet, round belly. It admitted it could not play the role of a phony honeybee any longer because it could never survive the bees’ credo without their divine queen bee.

The lonely Ant’s ant friends greeted him below when it fell. They were exceedingly glad to see him once more. They said he was weary! His pious ant friends opted to make him the daunting, king ant of their colony. He was truly grateful for this privilege! He relaxed in their voracious anthill fortress and commanded his lofty Ant friends for all time. He hoped Queen Bee would find it at home one day sitting pretty and doling honey too...