Larksong Grotto Try and make a dollar

@Nova Rose

Brilliant blur eyes peered at the odd insect. Bright yellow, and black, it buzzed loudly around a purple wildflower, the likes of which the boy had never seen before. He remembered then another, simular insect he had found before and had quite a bit of fun with. It had tasted rather odd, however. So the boy bat at the buzzing thing, ignoring the angry buzzing.
He bat at it again.

Pain blossomed through his shoulder, he yowled and let out a startled exclamation of pain. The bee, having performed it's final duty on this earth, flew away drunkenly, leaving the boy in dismay as he started at the round, throbbing thing on his shoulder, whimpering.