Bumbleby Week DAY 1 - Domestic Bees
Alright let’s get started, day one of @bumblebyweek-blog with domestic bees, doing a bit of a challenge since I’ll be traveling a lot this week but wanted to do something for this 😊 (might end up as blurbs for most of the prompts but hey part of the fun). Anyway hope you’ll enjoy the story.
It was a low hum that greeted Blake when she arrived home. It was a simple place, a nice stilted house on the beach quite some distance away from Kuo Kuana. Yet it was worth it to Blake, especially when she returned from work.
The hum quickly stopped as she closed the front door and her ears picked up the approaching steps of her wife. Soon Yang's smiling face popped out from the kitchen's entrance. Her visage warm to Blake's tired eyes as Yang's aura radiated around her.
"...why is your aura active Honey?" Blake asked as her brain suddenly realized that her wife's aura was active.
"Ahahaha, oh nothing much," Yang chuckled, though Blake could hear the embarrassment in Yang's voice, plus the cute crinkle of her eyes gave Blake enough to doubt that statement.
"Honey please don't--"
"Krikish!!"
A strange cry suddenly interrupted Blake's words. A cry that came from the kitchen.
"Was…was that--"
"Nothing to worry about," Yang pressed on even her head shifted to the side to glare back into the kitchen. "Why don't you get cleaned up and I'll have dinner--"
"Crash!!" And the sound of falling metal, along with a…scuttling. Yang swore and dove back into the kitchen and Blake quickly followed after her.
"Yang what's going…on…" her voice trailed off as her eyes viewed just what was going on in their kitchen. Pots and pans were strewn about and there splayed on top of the counter was a Greater Land Lobster, easily two Zweis long, and holding a mallet threateningly at Yang in its claws. Yang meanwhile glared at the beast as she shuffled around the beast and picked up the fallen kitchenware.
"Alright listen you overgrown shrimp, my wonderful wife is back, and regardless of what you think we will have a nice dinner," Yang stated after cleaning the lobster's latest attempt to avoid its fate.
"Yang,"
"When I'm done with you, there will be enough to shell you to others and they will want to lobster you,"
"Yang," Blake chuckled as Yang turned to face her again with a smile.
"Too much?" She asked Blake, who shook her head as she made her way toward Yang. Slipping behind her oh-so-bright wife Blake wrapped her arms around Yang and pulled her back into her letting the momentum carry her backward as well. The pair’s descent was soon stopped by the counter behind them and for a moment the two enjoyed being close to each other. Still, Blake needed answers. She was used to Yang’s surprises, twenty years of this had given her the ability to process the typical madness that followed Yang and her family, but it was great to listen to her wife explain. Yang’s voice was her favorite sound, especially after a tiring day.
“No, though I’m surprised about the lobster,” Blake finally spoke her eyes now staring at the creature. It had yet to move from its spot, mallet still held threateningly at the pair.
“Ah well, I know work has been getting a bit demanding for you,” Yang started, as she knew Blake still had the tendency to burn herself out, especially when it pertained to building a better future. “So I thought about getting you a nice dinner from the sea, but nothing bit my line for the whole afternoon, and just when I thought I’d have to make a run to the markets for something when this monster decided that my wrap was something it could snip at,”
“The green one that Weiss gifted you?” Blake asked softly and Yang tried not to think too much about how Blake’s words felt so close to her ears.
“Yeah, how did you know?” she managed to ask instead.
“Cause their species are vegetarians,” Blake answered as she kissed the back of Yang’s neck before stepping out from behind her. Yang caught herself on the counter as she watched her wife make her way to the fridge. The lobster moved, tracking Blake as she moved past the animal. Opening the fridge Blake grabbed a rather large leaf from the salad bowl. The lobster’s attention, originally split between the two suddenly snapped all its eyes toward Blake. “There you just wanted something to eat,”
“Yeah my clothes,” Yang barked as she watched amazed as Blake slowly traded the leaf for the mallet.
“Only cause their blind, right you old fossil,” Blake defended the beast as she ran her hand down the back of the animal’s shell, admiring the creature's patterned armor. Being so close she noted the various notches and cracks along the blended browns and reds of its carapace. It was a survivor, something that was probably alive before she was born.
“You’re thinking about keeping this aren’t you?” Yang asked as now she slid behind Blake, in awe at her wife’s ability to calm the lobster. She had spent a better part of the day fighting the beast, trying not to damage it too much before she got it into the pot. It had earned her respect for that adventure.
“Well you did always want a pet for company when one of us was stuck here,” Blake answered as she leaned back into Yang’s chest.
“Yeah, don’t think something that I was trying to make into dinner was ever in my head,” Yang stated still trying to wrap her head around what had just happened.
“Well I might be a bit out of it, but you could also imagine Weiss’s face when she sees them,” Blake muttered, the start of a smirk appearing on her face.
“Oh that would be a great day,” Yang said as the infectious idea spread into her imagination. “Well welcome aboard Tri,” she said, and the now-named Tri swiveled their eyes from the leaf to their new owners. It had been a strange day, but if this was what it could get then it was content with the bright and the shadow.
“So pizza and soaps?” Blake pressed, as her stomach growled.
“Ha, of course, we can’t miss if Scar gets his comeuppance this time,” Yang chuckled, and the two quickly found themselves crammed on the living room couch, snuggled together for the night, with Tri now laying down at the door. Another day finished for the two together.
