Bernie buzzed up to the face of the sunflower, broadcasting his arrival. He spotted his buddy Bart, who’d begun stalking the surface, busily burrowing for nectar. Bernie braked to a quick stop next to his brethren.
“Hey there, comin’ in a bit hot, aren’t ya there?” shouted Bart playfully.
“Boo!” cried Bernie, bumping Bart broadside.
“You’re all bright-eyed and bushy-tailed this morning,” chuckled Bart. “You’re usually a broken basket of beeswax on Mondays. What’s up”
Bernie beamed. “Breaking news! Brenda broke down and accepted my invitation to the Bees Ball this Saturday!”
“Bro, that’s bouncin’!” replied Bart. “But what made her change her mind, besides being bonkers?”
“Beats me!” replied Bernie. “But I bet it may have something to do this!
He flashed his bright new badge belted to his waist.
“You made supervisor?” Bart breathed, surprised.
Bet yer buns I did!” said Bernie brightly.
A loud hum sounded from above as third bee approached.
“Bragging again, Bernie?” berated the newcomer.
Bernie rolled his eyes at his long-time rival.
“Buzz off, Brian!”
Word Count: 175
[This is my entry this week into the Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers challenge. A photo prompt is given and writers are encouraged to create a short story of 100 – 150 words, + or – 25 words. This story is a break from my usual style. I didn’t include any kind of humorous or shocking twist at the end. Rather, I chose to pepper it with alliteration just for the fun of it. It’s a silly, nonsense story but I was in a silly, nonsense mood so there you have it.]