Bee in Dema

Chapter One: The Difference beetween us

Barry meaning: Spear

"Just because I am a rich wealthy bee, does not mean I am immune to the criticism of my surroundings, I will fight this to beecome the best bee I can bee"

-Barry Bee Benson 2015
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Barry: thoughts I opened my eyes, but today, today was different from my usual mornings... My bed didn't feel like the best back supporting memory foam you could get, with silk trim from silk worms in south western coast of the north east... Today it felt, hard... And not the kind she said. I rubbed my eyes, waiting for my servant to take off my eye mask, yet... no one came... I touched my face again, but... There was no eye mask on me... I jolted up with a terrifying fear that it had fallen off while I was sleeping! I frantically tried to feel it, since I could not open my eyes without taking off my eye mask first, but... it was... Gone? I started farting to relieve the stress building up in my stomach, an uneasy feeling of denial that my baby pink eye mask was gone! How could this be? I yelled and screamed for someone, but no one answered... I wanted to cry, my life was over... I wanted to open my eyes, I wanted it to all be a dream... I wanted to find my sugar babies and tell them how thicc they were, but... I'm not completely sure where I am... I knew it would be going against everything I believed in if I opened my eyes without my servant to take of my eye mask, but I had to know where I was, still farting uncontrollably to relieve the stress, my room was starting to smell bad, though I wanted to convince myself it smelt like lavender on a summery day, I had no choice... My eyes ripped open forcing them open i was blinded by light, I screamed in horror, what was that..... awful light? Sunshine? I almost vomited a little from disgust. I looked around, but I wasn't in my room.... Not even close to my room, a gloomy feeling was in this room, it smelt awful! I don't know what that smell was, but it was the worst thing I've ever smelt! I, Barry Bee Benson... Was in a jail cell... I couldn't believe it... I could barely breathe, I was panicking, how did I get in a jail cell? And how do I get out? I heard footsteps coming down the dark narrow passage way I tried to suck up my farts so I wouldn't feel ashamed when they got here. I peaked through the jail bars it was a dark figure with a red cape.. they were getting closer...

Nico: "Barry..."

Barry: "do I-i know you?" Thoughts i swallowed

Nico: of course you do, Barry...

To be continued