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This is gonna be part one of a multi chaptered story that i'm doing for one of my patrons~ if you're curious check me out here~ https://www.patreon.com/Miakitty gonna update this once a week~ Part 1 By: Mia Bridget stretched her small wings as she adjusted her napsack, looking out towards the horizon at her destination. The antennae on her head twitched as the bee girl smiled, looking at the skyline of the biggest city around, Termitopia; known for its large and impressive skyscrapers that seemed to reach infinitely upwards to the sky. She had traveled far from her Hive, clear across the continent of Antinale, all for the chance to work in this wonderful city. As she hefted her pack and made her way down the small slope towards the road leading to her goal, she smiled a bit sadly to herself. She thought back on her time in the Hive growing up, her family and how much they disapproved of her decision to leave. She wasn’t a part of the Bee Nations Army nor was she a particularly good Worker Bee, hence coming to the conclusion that she could find work elsewhere. Despite seeing her parent’s disapproving glances as she went to start her journey, she left them with a hug, her love and a wave. She kept her feet moving through the tears that followed. It was a very scary thing leaving the only home she knew, despite how imperfect it was but to seek a better life, it was the choice she made, that she desired. Seeing that skyline of a new place she had only seen in post cards and magazines however filled her with hope. Determination is the only thing on her mind, walking under the midday sun, taking a small sip from her trusty flask of cool water. The bee girl gave a happy little wiggle, her stinger bobbing a bit behind her as she saw the city coming larger and larger in front of her. The gigantic mounds of the original inhabitants still stood, though what sprung up around them came from years and years of settlements, eventual species of bugs coming to populate and share amongst the original termite tribes. Nowadays, the city was a bustling place with all sorts of bugs from all over. Walking up to the gates she eyed the large beetles, standing as guards who held up a hand to her. “Hold it there little traveler, we need to take a look at your papers and for you to state your business. What business do you have here in Termitopia?” Grabbing for her napsack, the small bee started rifling through her belongings, moving her jars of nectar alongside the honey that her mother left for her. "Aaah here we go! My papers and I plan on staying here.. I want to move in and start my new life." The beetles looked over her paperwork, I.D. and various other documents carefully. One of them went to enter the information at a nearby console while the other smiled, giving a nod to the weary traveler. "Just gotta get you into the system Miss, shouldn’t take very long. You're quite a long way from your Hive by the looks of things; we don't see many bees out here besides the ones in the embassy. That'll be where you go first, by the way. Better to get you situated in your new living." Bridget smiled and nodded, listening to the guard. The other walked back handing her the papers and I.D. back, both of them were now stamped with the official seal of the city. Giving a happy little dance and swaying her little abdomen, as her kind were one to do, she took her first steps into the city. The hustle and bustle were evident, many bugs moving out and about the streets. Large centipedes used their many legs to construct and maintain the tall buildings, smaller ants carrying briefcases and paperwork between office buildings as just a couple sights to see. Making her way through the streets, being careful not to knock into any busy bugs going about their business, she made her way towards the bee embassy, smiling as she saw the familiar golden hue of a hive-like building. Stepping inside, she smiled warmly at her fellow bees going around the place, walking up to the receptionist who slowly and methodically walked her through her first days here. The fellow bee’s monotone voice was nearly enough to put Bridget to sleep but she powered through. The news was good though! As it turned out, the embassy was cleared by the Queen to give the bee girl a house to live in, as well as help finding a job. Being handed the keys to her new home and given directions on how to get there, Bridget made her way down the street and soon found herself looking at a rather small one-story home. Taking a few steps inside, she smirked a bit at the honey motif about the place, chairs shaped like honeycombs and a hive pattern on the wall. "Home sweet home indeed." Setting her pack down, Bridget took a seat and smiled brightly at her new home. She took it all in, basking in her new home, ready to start her new life in the big city!

Something a little short and sweet from me today~ i love these kinds of stories just real slice of life things! this is the kidna stuff my mommy and i would really get up to~ Standing in the doorway, the little bee stood eyeing up her mommy as she was busy bustling around the kitchen. The sweet smells of baking in the kitchen had torn the little bug from her beloved train set to the doorway. Twitching her little black stinger as he walked up to the gigantic spider mommy, she tugged gently on her shirt looking up at her. Her bright green eyes looked pleadingly as she whimpered a bit. Stopping her mixing, Lydia bent down, patting the bee girl's head as she dabbed a bit of flour onto the tip of her nose and giggled. “Ahuhuhu~ I do believe I told a certain little girl to stay in the living room while Mommy did some baking hmm? Can you tell me who that is, my little dearie Bailey?” Her antennae flattened a bit as she looked at her and shrugged a bit, looking down at the floor. Looking back up into her eyes with the best, sweetest look she could, the little one opened up her mouth trying her best to fix the situation. “But, mommy, I smelled them and it smelled sooo good! Can I please have one?” Shaking her head a little bit the large spider reached down, grabbing the pacifier clipped to the yellow and black striped overalls, popping it into her mouth and giving her bottom a pat back towards the living room. “You know the rules Bailey, you can have a cookie after we have dinner. Now I don't want to see you back in this kitchen again, is that understood little missy?” Nodding a bit with a dejected slump as she waddled back to her toys, the toddler-sized woman sat playing with the toy trains once again. When suddenly it hit her, she had a full proof plan to get cookies before dinner, all she had to do now was wait. After what seemed like forever to the impatient bee girl, the sound of a timer going off and the oven opening reached her sensitive ears. Deciding it was time to set her plan in motion, Bailey shot up from the play mat she was sitting on and toddled quickly to the front door, banging on it with a sense of urgency. Her antennae shot up at the sound of footsteps from the kitchen, heading into the dining room adjacent to the foyer she was in. She quickly doubled back through the living room and into the now empty kitchen, eyeing her prize sitting on the counter. Cooling there was a tray of fresh Christmas cookies. Bailey noticed a small snag in her foolproof plan; she actually had to get up onto the counter somehow. Toddling over to a small table, he stood on a chair, her wings starting to lift her off of it and hovering with a buzz over to the counter. Climbing up onto it while eyeing the cookies, the sweet scent hypnotized her. Reaching out to grab one of the delectable Christmas tree-shaped ones, the young woman failed to notice the spider mommy re-entering the room behind her. That is until she was grabbed by a sticky webbing on the back of her overalls and lifted up dangling in the air, spinning slowly to come face to face with a rather stern looking Lydia. “So, would you care to tell mommy why you're trying to get a cookie when I said not until later? That's a pretty bold move even for you my zippy little Bailey bee~” Blushing a bit as she spun, he folded her arms pouting a little bit. Lydia sighed while sitting in the chair she had pushed over, placing Bailey in her lap facing her as she wagged a finger at her, making the bee ears droop a bit as she looked into her hurt looking expression. “You really scared Mommy today, Bailey. What would Mommy do if you had fallen right off this counter and hurt yourself hmm? That is not ok, not one little bit, ok?” Pulling her close, she hugged her gently as Bailey's ears drooped further. She hadn't wanted to upset her mommy at all. Her little arms hugged her back as they sat for a second rocking gently before Lydia stood up, sitting her gently into the highchair before pushing it into the corner, facing it as she looked up at her with big teary eyes. “Don't you give me that, young lady. You get five minutes in the corner for being naughty. It's the time of year to be good, y'know my little bay-bee, Santa is watching after all.” Sitting in the highchair looking at the wall, she had some time to think. She genuinely felt bad for making mommy upset, not to mention the fact that she was right; she could have gotten hurt pretty bad. She'd try her hardest to be a good girl for her Mommy and Santa from now on. Her ears perked up a bit as she heard the door to the oven open once again, craning her head to try to see what her Mommy was doing now. Catching a glimpse of what could soon be a cake going in, the little girl turned back in her chair forming a new plan. Well… she could always start trying to be good next year.