The Fifth Hive

2.

"I'll never find a hive," I say while slumping down into a bean bag. It has been a week and I can't find a place to settle down in. "Don't worry man, it took me at least a month ta find my place." Terrence tries to cheer me up but that won't work today. "You started looking for one a day after waking." He laughs and scratches his slightly stubbly chin. "True." It's been 15 years and one week since I woke up, 18 years and 4 months since Terrance woke. That huge difference between us makes me feel worse. 'He took this desert so fast," I look up and around. We are under some mountain called Yucky I think but the whole place is blue. This is how we take over, I look over at Terrance again his skin is only a few shades off of the walls and floor. Said walls move ever so slightly and a cup of water is taken to him. Everything is a part of Terrance and this place is his domain. I wish I had that.

"How 'bout somewhere in the city?" Terrance asks taking a sip of his water. "To noisy and crowded." I lean back and look up hoping something will fall down and help me. "Forest?" He continues. "To many trees." Just as all hope in me is hanging on, more bad news comes. Both me and Terrance get splitting head aches, a clear sign that Pink is coming. "Man I just got him out of the walls." Terrance grumbles. Before I can say anything a tall pink old man falls from the ceiling and lands straight on his feet. Pink, the eldest hive and our leader, as well as the guy who scares me to no end. "How is the search going Green?" He asks not even looking at me. I gulp as his presence slowly takes the place he is standing. Light blue slowly contorts and morphs into a neon pink, only a bit brighter then him. "G-good Pink, I w-was just listing some.... Trouble areas o-off." He dusts his salmon colored military out fit off and finally turns to me. I sink slower into the bean bag trying to avoid his glare. "Well pick up the pace, you have procrastinated for too long." He turns and the floor begins to rise up like and elevator. "Oh and Blue, Clean this place up. It reeks of mammalian design." And like that he was gone and I was finally breathing again. Terrance gives a big huff and mutters about old man and scaring him. Mean while I am hoping to find my hive, if only to not be in that glare any more.