Barry Joins The Meat Show

Barry B. Benson was on his way to bring flowers to his florist girlfriend. He was flying along when he was stopped in his tracks. Rat Michael Jackson fell from the sky, speaking wise words.

"You must not bring flowers to your human, Vanessa. She is cheating on you with Ken. Instead, you must join the Meat Show. Go forth young Barry B. Make me proud!"

Just then, the Meat Man came down the street, screaming that the Meat Show is in town.

"How convenient," thought Barry. "I will go and join. I do not need my Human."

According to all known laws of aviation, there is no way a bee
should be able to fly. Its wings are too small to get its fat little body off the ground. Barry, of course flew away because he does not care what humans think is impossible. He now hated humans, for Vanessa had broke his tiny bee heart.

Barry took off, following close behind the Meat Man.

"I will make you proud, Rat Michael Jackson! I WILL MAKE YOU PROUD!" he exclaimed, making his tiny wings flap as fast as they could. Barry was pushing his limits, but he needed to get to that show, even if it killed him.

The Meat Man took a sharp left causing Barry to slam into a wall. He was going too fast to turn. He should have just given up, but Barry was no failure. He would join the Meat Show. Barry would do it for Rat Michael Jackson. No matter how hard it would be.

Barry peeled himself off the wall, shaking of the pain and took off in the direction of the Meat Man. Flying at a godly speed. Surpassing the Meat Man and following the signs to the Meat Show. He was so close, he could taste the meat.

A small tent came into view and Barry let a small smile cover his face. He had finally made it. He tried to stop, but he was going so fast. The only way that the yellow bee could stop was if he slammed into the side of the tent. So he did. At full force, Barry slammed into the side of the tent, getting flung back a bit.

Shaking it off, Barry found the entrance. His mouth hung open as he saw the beautiful sight of the meat. His looking was cut short by Abe Lincoln.

"Ticket please, my good sir," Abe spoke, a tree baby in his hands. Of course, he didn't have a ticket.

"I don't have one. Please just let me in to see the show," he cried. Abe shook his head, not letting him go by. What was a bee to do?

It's okay though because his guardian angel came. It was Rat Michael Jackson, with a Meat Show ticket.

"I will always bee with you Barry. I am one with your soul," Michael spoke wisely as he handed the ticket to the small bee. The ticket made Barry ecstatic.

"Here you go Abe, I will be going in now. You cannot stop me," Barry placed the ticket into his hand and flew around him. Barry looked around, his eyes falling onto the beauty of all the meats.

"This is prettier than Vanessa," he said with a sigh, running his tiny hand over the meat. "Smooth, like Vanessa's face."

5 Years Later

Everything is perfect now. Barry has long forgotten Vanessa and Kenny. Now Barry is getting married to his one true love. He was in his beautiful meat gown and was ready to walk down the aisle.

His eyes laid upon a man. One man who has changed his life for the better. He was gorgeous. The most beautiful man he ever laid his bee eyes on. And his name was Meat Man.

As the spirit of Rat Michael Jackson sat in the pews, crying. A familiar tune was heard through the church. A loud crash was heard and the doors opened, the song getting louder.

"OH WELL IMAGINE!11!1!!!1"

"Oh no, it's 2004 Brendon Urie, here to ruin my wedding. He must be sad because Ryan Ross didn't love him," thought Barry.

Abe Lincoln walked over to 2004 Brendon and escorted him out. What a wonderful Maid of Honor. He was so sweet. Sweet like bee honey.

Anyways, the wedding was cool.

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