seventh flutter

[3-butterflies.livejournal.com]

[Lovely day outside, isn't it? That's what Fluttershy thinks. She's outside, smelling the flowers, enjoying the shade of trees, and genuinely enjoying herself.

Little does she know that Invader Zim is in one of those trees! You see, he wasn't too happy when the Pegasus messed up his earlier plans, and he's devised some revenge. As he deviously watches in the branches, he sets these babies into action. Those of you outside, or have your journals open, may hear some faint 'bzzzz.']

Huh...? Is someone there...?

[Fluttershy looks around... and then... the quietest screaming you'll have ever heard! Those robotic bees are after Fluttershy! She runs left, she runs right, but they're swarming all around her! Stinging her! Making her ble-oh no, wait. They're... just mildly poking her. And it's very annoying.

This is a double-post, so expect tagging from Zim! And feel free to lay waste your revenge on him too!]

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[3-butterflies.livejournal.com]

[... Oh well. The important thing is... the bees are okay!]

[loveablecoward.livejournal.com]

[Using his elbows to pull himself up enough to get a good look where Zim should be. Little tiny legs might be batting at the air as he does so.]

Are we safe?

[sodoomed.livejournal.com]

[There's muffled alien obscenities coming from the grass, but that's all so far!]

[3-butterflies.livejournal.com]

[loveablecoward.livejournal.com]

I think they are.

[The grass did the trick. Some swoop down a couple more times, but they're leaving Zim alone and. Actually leaving. Seems like this is all the crazy they can take for one day.]

[sodoomed.livejournal.com]

[It's sad how normal bees have more common sense than Zim, who is managing to somehow climb out of the grass. He manages to get an arm out before simply resorting to his PAK's robotic spiderlegs, since there aren't any humans around.]

[3-butterflies.livejournal.com]

[She takes one look at those legs, then yelps in fear, and hides behind Courage.]

[loveablecoward.livejournal.com]

[Bad place to hide because he's about to duck his head into the dirt like an ostrich.]

OOH!

[sodoomed.livejournal.com]

[Good job you two! The spiderlegs are retracted once he out of the grass and... he's just... going to stop and stare at the giant dirt fortress.

SERIOUSLY. THAT WASN'T THERE FIVE MINUTES AGO.]

[3-butterflies.livejournal.com]

[tries to whisper to courage.]

[loveablecoward.livejournal.com]

[Nodding.] Uh-huh.

[sodoomed.livejournal.com]

[So obviously the best idea is to storm up to the front door and yell at it.]

Hey! HEY!! OPEN UP, YOU FILTHY MUTANTS! OR ELSE!!

[loveablecoward.livejournal.com]

[The door that is technically the drawbridge? Guess what happens when that door opens. Guess.]