Save the Bees

Final Chapter

Y/N: Left, right, down, hover.

Diana: Hover?

Loki: Forget hover.

Rae: You know what, This isn't so hard. Beep-beep! Beep-beep!

Diana: Barry, Y/N, Loki, and Maddie, what happened?!

Maddie: Wait a minute, I think we were on autopilot that whole time.

Rae: That may have been helping us.

Berry: And now we're not!

Diana: Well, then it turns out we cannot fly a plane.

Lou: All of you, let's get behind these fellows! Move it out! Move out!

Y/N: Our only chance is if I do what I would do, and you copy me with the wings of the plane!

Rae: You don't have to yell.

Loki: I'm not yelling! We happen to be in a lot of trouble here.

Diana: It's very hard to concentrate with that panicky tone in your voice!

Maddie: It's not a tone. I'm panicking!

Rae: I don't think we can do this!

Berry: Diana and Rae, pull yourselves together. Listen to me You have got to snap out of it!

Diana: You snap out of it.

Y/N: You snap out of it.

Rae: You snap out of it!

Loki: You snap out of it!

Diana: You snap out of it!

Maddie: You snap out of it!

Rae: You snap out of it!

Berry: You snap out of it! You snap

Diana: Hold it!

Y/N: Why? Come on, it's my turn.

Rae: How is the plane flying?

Loki: I don't know. Hello?

Lou: Hey Benson, L/N, Laufeyson, and McWilliams, have you 4 got any flowers for a happy occasion in there?

Maddie: The Pollen Jocks!

Rae: They do get behind a fellow.

Berry: Black and yellow.

Lou: Hello. Alright you 6, what do you say we drop this tin can on the blacktop?

Diana: What blacktop? Where? I can't see anything. Can you?

Y/N: No, nothing. It's all cloudy.

Adam: Come on. You 4 got to think bee, Barry, Y/N, Loki, and Maddie.

Howard and Sylvie: Your Daughter's waiting on you with the Queen, Maddie.

All Bees: Thinking bee. Thinking bee. Thinking bee! Thinking bee! Thinking bee!

Loki: Wait a minute. I think I'm feeling something.

Rae: What?

Maddie: I don't know. But it's strong, and it's pulling me. Like a 27-million-year-old instinct. Bring the nose of the plane down.

All Bees: Thinking bee! Thinking bee! Thinking bee!

Rick: What in the world is on the tarmac?

Bud: Get some lights on that!

All Bees: Thinking bee! Thinking bee! Thinking bee!

Berry: Diana and Rae, aim for the flower.

Diana: OK.