40 - 10 - Bee Afraid

Then checked out the greenhouse for a hive. None.

Checked my brain to see if I know anything about honeybees. Like, do they sting? Nothing there.

But I was going to acquire a honeybee regardless. If the bees were coming from and returning to a hive somewhere outside the greenhouse - without getting zapped by the force field - that meant they knew a safe way in and out.

Just what I needed.

I stood still. Hoped I smelled my sweetest. And . . .

"Bzzzzz!"

Got it! Held the bee loosely in my fist and hoped I acquired it.

<Thank you for the excellent illsipar root.>

Ax! Still clutching the bee, I peeked around a potted plant to see the two Andalites had finished their snack.