“The hum of bees is the voice of the garden.” 

- Elizabeth Lawrence

Creepella Kohl was a former model from a small Eastern European country called Bartovia. She came to the United States with visions of wealth and privilege dancing in her head. She married an old, fat, rich industrialist named Roger Kohl. Creepella lived like a queen as she was given everything she ever wanted. One of her great passions was fashion so she hired her very own fashion consultant, the fabulous and flamboyant Gram Lindsey. Despite an endless parade of diamonds, tropical vacations, and lavish mansions including The Naranje Gorda Resort, Creepella still wanted more, more, more!

One day Creepella came up with an outrageous idea. She summoned Gram to her chambers to discuss her brash and sassy idea.

“Gram, I want you to design a one of a kind jacket for me. And I want it to be made entirely of bumble bees.”

“I love it sweetie but, um, the bee population is decreasing at an alarming rate. Do you think that’s wise?”

“I don’t really care, do you?” she sarcastically replied.

“You are going to be the Cruella DeVille of bumble bee fashion!” Gram squealed.

UXBRIDGE ACADEMY

BEE SYMPOSIUM

This is Thomas Robinson, one of the world’s leading apiarists which is a fancy name for a beekeeper. He was giving a presentation to over 50,000 screaming fans at Rogers Centre in Toronto. They were actually there to see Harry Styles who had ironically been stung by a bee on his way to the stage. So Thomas seized upon the opportunity. His 3 hour presentation would go on to electrify? …….Um, entertain? …..Uh, let’s just say the crowd left having been educated about the importance of bees to the world and humanity.

Following his presentation Thomas was escorted backstage by an angry concert promoter. He proceeded to stock up on the food and beverages in the dressing room meant for Harry Styles and his crew. Suddenly a pair of men burst through the door and confronted Thomas. Was it security? No, it was much worse. It was The Fashion Police! After a brief tussle the pair was able to subdue Thomas with moves acquired from years of being Madonna’s backup dancers. A blindfolded Thomas was quickly ushered outside the venue to a private jet.  

Not a single word was uttered during the two hour flight as the Fashion Police glared at the noticeable hole in one of Thomas’ socks. The jet smoothly landed on the runway at the Miami airport where Thomas was hustled into the back of a limousine bound for The Naranja Gorda Resort. Eventually the limo drove up to the resort’s tacky golden gates. The Fashion Police took Thomas’ cell phone and locked him inside a large fancy room.

A few minutes later Creepella and her absolutely fabulous assistant Gram entered.

“This is him?” a disgusted Creepella sneered. “I was expecting much more.”

“He is one of the world’s leading experts on honey bees” Gram interrupted.

“I was talking about his wardrobe. A polo shirt? Khakis? And who wears socks with sandals? Especially one with a hole in it. I cannot look at him any longer. Lock him up and we’ll get working on my bee jacket later on” Creepella dismissively said before exiting the room.

Up until now Thomas hadn’t said a word. Was it because he was the strong silent type? Not quite. You see during his presentation Thomas actually swallowed a bee. But the bee was still alive having hidden under Thomas’ tongue the entire time. In the still, quiet dungeon, Thomas could hear a faint buzzing sound coming from his mouth when he immediately spit out the bee. But this was no ordinary bumblebee folks. He was in fact, a member of an elite group of highly trained bumblebees known as ………..

F.B.I

The FBI! No, not that one. This was The Federal Bee Initiative. Their intelligence unit had gathered information about Creepella’s devious plan to make a jacket out of bees. The group sent their top field agent, Buzz Dumbledore to go deep undercover. With Thomas’ wealth of information about bees it was time for the agency to begin their sting operation. Hundreds of bumblebees readied themselves for what they thought would be a routine mission. They were wrong.