The Kissing Bee
by Brian Newlin
One sunny springtime morning, Francine Sherbert was buzzing through the garden, looking for some yummy flowers to smell.
Spying a particularly delightful looking yellow daisy, Francine flew past the cucumber plants, around the birdbath, and landed gracefully on the flower petals. Francine was always very proud of her landings.
SSSSHHHLUPPPPP! Francine dipped her tongue into the daisy and sucked up some of the tasty sweet nectar. She couldn’t wait to bring it back to the beehive and make delicious golden honey.
Francine was about to fly away when she saw something. Something cute. Something super cute. There, sitting on the grass, was the roundest, chubbiest, cutest baby Francine had ever seen.
Francine forgot all about flying back the beehive. She really wanted to give that cute baby a kiss.
Francine flapped her wings and flew as quietly as she could towards the baby. Closer.. closer.. closer. Francine looked at the baby’s adorable, cute face, and got ready to give that baby a smooch right on his cute baby nose.
“NO NO BEE NO BEE NO!” yelled a loud scary voice. The baby’s daddy ran across the grass, waving his arms. “Get away! Get away!”
Francine was confused. Why didn’t the man want her to give the baby a kiss? The daddy picked up the baby and ran towards the house. Francine followed him, wanting to see if maybe he wanted a kiss instead.
The man carrying the cute baby ran inside the house. He almost forgot to hold the door for Francine Sherbert, but she slipped in behind him before it closed.
Francine was about to try to kiss the man on his prickly cheek when, suddenly, she saw something. Something cute. Something super, duper cute. There, sitting on the floor, was the fuzziest, floppiest, waggliest puppy Francine had ever seen.
Francine zoomed over to the puppy. The puppy looked so excited to see her! Francine looked at the puppy’s smooshy, cute face and got ready to kiss it on it’s big shiny nose.
“NO NO NO! BEE! NO!” somebody shouted. A mommy ran into the kitchen, waving her hands. “Shoo shoo shoo shoo!”
The woman, the puppy, and the man carrying the baby all ran up the stairs. What a fun game! Francine happily followed them up the stairs after them.
Up the stairs and down the hall, Francine burbled after the family. She couldn’t wait to finally kiss all of them! They all ran into a room and shut the door. Francine giggled and flew through the keyhole. She was so proud of the way she could fly through small spaces.
The woman, the puppy, and the man with the baby were all standing in the corner of the room, pointing at Francine. She started to fly to them, trying to decide who to kiss first, when, suddenly, she saw something. Something cute. Something super, duper, crazy cute. There, sitting on the bed, was the nicest, smartest, most delightful girl Francine had ever seen.
Francine floated over to the girl. The girl smiled at her. Francine smiled back and got ready to give her a kiss on the hand.
“NO NO NO BEE NO NO NO NO!” the man and the woman shouted, waving their arms and jumping up and down. The woman and the man came towards Francine with magazines in their hands. Did they want to show her some pictures of pretty flowers?
“No,” said the girl, very nicely and firmly to her mom and dad. She held out her hand to Francine. She landed on the girl’s finger. Francine was always very proud of her landings. Very softly, very gently, Francine gave the girl’s finger a tickly kiss.
The girl smiled at Francine and brought her to the bedroom window. She opened the window and let Francine fly out of the house and away into the garden. As Francine flew away, she waved at the girl and her family. Francine Sherbert couldn’t wait to get back to the beehive and make some yummy honey for all of her new friends.