Parker Jensen

Pascal - Tangled Twenty Five Entomology Student Come one, come all You're just in time To witness my first breakdown

[p-arkerjensen]

beaumont-ague​:​

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Toulouse had never seen someone react to bees this way. Most of the time, the people he’d seen had a natural instinct to swat them away. While he certainly wasn’t one to let bees crawl into his palms, he tried to leave them be. After all, they were a species in danger of dying out. He hadn’t meant to stare, really, he was just curious. Actually, it was a bit embarrassing when he was caught. “Hey, you don’t have to explain yourself,” he offered, running a hand through his hair. “Or… the bee’s, self,” he added, not sure if that was really any better. “Sorry, I wasn’t trying to be rude or anything, I’ve just never seen someone approach bees like that.”

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Parker smiled, “If I don’t have to explain myself, you don’t have to be sorry. This bee probably has to explain itself to someone though. What a menace.” He joked, giving the bee a gentle nudge with his index finger. It looked like it was trying to move, at least. “Bees don’t exactly want to hurt anyone. As long as you’re gentle with them, they won’t feel threatened. Especially bumblebees.”

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xaspiringbeamoflightx​:​

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Tina was still having a shit time, and was trying every self-help tip she had googled at 3am to see if any of that old B.S. actually worked. She was trying to take a walk through the park, usually a pleasant past time, but it was turning out to be just as shit as everything else lately. Thankfully she wandered past some dude (a giant, she assumed) coaxing the grass or… something and realised this was actually an excellent time to completely roast someone and make herself feel better after all.

“Are you talking to the grass..?” Tina asked incredulously, clearly missing said Drunk Bee. (Or, perhaps, deliberately ignoring it.) “Buddy, I think the only drunk bee around here is you.”

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“No, I-... There’s-...” Parker’s words caught in his throat as he looked up at the tiny blonde. No way... Could it really be her? She pretty much looked the exact same as she had when they were kids, but Parker was still doubting it. In all honesty, he sometimes wondered if he had made her up in his head as some sort of coping mechanism in the foster homes, but no... here she was. “Tina?” He almost dropped the bee.

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sofia-bach​:​

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“Oh…” Was everything Sofia could say to it. She approached the man, trying to spot the tiny bumblebee in the palm of his hand. Its little wings trembled with the gentle breeze. The young woman was immediately concerned by the creature, bringing her hands closer to her chest, as if trying to stop her heart from beating too quickly.

“Drunk…? Do you mean, the bee has been drinking some sort of alcoholic beverage?” she asked the man with a worried frown. “Surely that can’t be good nor healthy for such a small insect…”

“Oh... no. Not alcohol. Not really.” Parker looked up at her as he explained. “It’s fermented fruit. They’re attracted to it like normal fruit, but if it’s fermented it has the same effect on them as alcohol has on humans.” He lifted his hand a little so she could get a better look at the bee. “See? It’s fine. Just needs a little time to sober up before going home.”

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sallytheseamstress​:​

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Sally nodded at his explanation. “Any chance for its recovery?” she asked quietly, respectfully, even as she had never even talked with this young man before. Her father always had favored entomology as a hobby, and there were several framed pinned bugs, especially from the lepidoptera family, all over the walls. And, of course, there were books on the subject of bugs in several of the many bookshelves around the house, which a younger Sally would read avidly.

And despite all this knowledge gathered through the years, she had no way to tell when a bug situation was hopeless, or if there was still a possibility for the insect to improve. “I got some water, if it might help…”

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Looking up at her, Parker nodded. “Oh, yeah. It’ll be fine. I mean... so long as it sobers up before going back to the hive. Bees are definitely not a fan of other bees slacking off on the job.” He chuckled a little, but the idea of what happens made him sad. “Yeah. Yeah, water would help if you mixed it with some sugar. It just needs a little time.”

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loveisbloomin​:​

Rosetta’s attention was peaked as she finished watering a few of the plants infront of her family home. Watching the rather tall man squatting down on the ground to pick up, a bug? No a bee! Eyes going wide with minor excitement, she quickly bounced over to him. “Is it okay?” She asked, popping up on her tiptoes to look at the poor little creature.

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Parker jumped a little when the girl bounded over to him, clearly more alarmed by her than the bee. “I- Um... Yeah. Yeah, it’ll be fine.” He nodded, giving it a gentle tap to encourage it to try to walk. He dropped his hands a little so that she could see the bee better. “See? It’s just a little unstable.”

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eilonwy-pelydryn​:

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“oh yeah, the hive starts jumping when the working day is over for them” she said with a soft smirk on her face while she watched the boy care for his bee. “he’ll be grounded from going out and pollinating with his pals” you don’t mess with mama’s, even if it’s bees “i’m good. i saw you with your bee and was concerned but it looks like you’re just a concerned friend of the bee”

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Parker smiled at her, amused by the direction the conversation had taken. “An actual travesty of a bee. Even after the grounding, he won’t be allowed to hang with these bees again- not after they clearly ditched him.” He glanced down at the bee again, watching as it made an attempt at walking. “Well I’m sure he’s real flattered that you were also concerned. Um... I’m Parker.”

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quasidotcom​:​

Quasi wasn’t sure what was happening as he passed by the boy on the ground, but he couldn’t help but slow and stare. He watched curiously, despite the fact that it might be considered rude to do so. When he finally spoke out, his eyes widened in surprise. “C-can bees…get drunk?” He asked.

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Smiling, Parker nodded as he looked between the guy and the bee. “Honey bees tend to frown upon it, but it happens all the time.” He explained, “Sometimes nectar ferments or it could be from fermented fruit. Either way, I can’t let this bee head home without sobering up.”

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officerxhopps​:​

“Ah,” she said with a small giggle, bending down to get a better look.  “Do you think he got into some fermented limes?  Wouldn’t put it past some people to leave their booze out overnight.”  With practiced ease Judy reached out to stroke a finger along the bee’s back.

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Parker smiled up at her, lifting his hand higher to make it easier for her to see the bee. “Probably. Or maybe fermented nectar. Or fermented berries. Something was probably fermented.” He smiled again, small but pleased, when she stroked the bee. “You’re not scared of bees?”

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eilonwy-pelydryn​:​

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walking home from her office, eilonwy had taken a detour through the park. it was a mild night, and she liked the fresh air after being stuck in the office all day. during that very stroll was how she came upon a boy and a bee. an unlikely duo, but one nonetheless. “we’ve all been there” she noted. “you and your bee all good?”

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Parker nodded in agreement with her, we had all in fact been there. “They’ll be fine. You know how wild bees can get.” He gently ran his finger along the side of the bee, as if trying to soothe it back into a cognitive state. “Just can’t let it go home like this- it’s mom will be pissed.” It might have sounded like a joke, but it wasn’t far from the truth. “Are you? Are you good?”

[p-arkerjensen]

“Hey buddy... You’re okay, you’re okay.” Parker dropped slowly on the the grass, crossing his legs beneath him as he did. “Come on...” His hand was on the ground, his other coaxing a bee on to it. He had noticed it flying erratically before it eventually fell after hitting a post. Parker held the bee in his hands, letting it rest there when he noticed someone staring. “Drunk bee.” He offered as an explanation.

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[bfostr]

he’s got you there, b.