“So here’s what I want you to do, Bee,” my Editor said. “I want you to go right back to your Relaxation and Pondering - for now. Just make your way over to Lousy Louies, Order yourself a nice Beenya Colada - on me - and just Relax - Or Else.”

“You’re joking, right?” I thought my Editor was Joking. (He’s never offered to buy me a Beverage beefore.)

“No. I am completely serious.”

“Well okay, but I think that I…”

“And I’ll call you When and If I need you,” he interrupted what I was about to Say. “Now get the hell out of my Office,” he suggested that I should leave.

So I did that.

Oh, wait. I should probably catch you up on the Whole Conversation, shouldn’t I? You must bee feeling as Confused as I do, aren’t you? I thought so.

Okay, let me Back Up here. I’m sure you Remember that after both my Editor and I were Arrested and after I was put on Trial, and after I was Acquitted on the 87 Counts of "Literary Conspiracy and Unauthorised Publication of Non-Publishable Classified Hive Intelligence and Third-Degree Exposure of Probably Illegal Royal Deportation Programmes" for writing that Investigative Report about Her Insufferable Royal Highness, Queen Darla, and after the Jury ordered both my Editor and me to bee Released from Custody, my Editor had sent me an Urgent Buzz•O•Gram™ insisting that he needed to See me in his Office. So of course I went there.

When I got there, my Editor actually started buzzing at me, something about how I had managed to get him into a whole bunch of Trouble with the Queen beecause of my Investigative Report I did about what’s been Going On around here, and that it was beecause he’s my Boss (or at least that’s what he thinks) and the Editor of the Bee Times Gazette Journal Record…and Online News (which he is), he was held Responsible for those Articles, and if it hadn’t been for my beeing Acquitted, he’d probably already bee in that Highly Unpleasant Detention Hive that’s located somewhere off the Coast of the Gulf of Mexico.

“So,I’m sure you can Imagine how Happy I was about beeing placed into Custody and Threatened with Deportation beecause of YOU,” he said.

I suspected he was beeing Sarcastic, but I can’t bee sure.

“I certainly can,” I told him, “and you’re Welcome.”

“No, you just don’t Get It, do you Bee?”

“Get what?” I asked him.

“That your Days of causing me Trouble have to come to a Screeching Halt. Your days of Digging Into things that are definitely your Buzziness but probably Shouldn’t Bee - and your Excellent Reporting on things that get me into a whole bunch of Trouble stops. Now.”

“So does this mean I don’t win the Beetlizer?” I asked, beecause I’d heard that the Beelitzer Nominating and Selection Committee was meeting last week and I was sure my name would bee on the Top of the List for this year’s Recipients.

“No, you don’t,” my Editor informed me, which was Highly Disappointing to hear.

Then he said, “So here’s what I want you to do, Bee. I want you to go right back to your Relaxation and Pondering - for now. Just make your way over to Lousy Louies, Order yourself a nice Beenya Colada - on me - and just Relax - Or Else.”

“You’re joking, right?” As you probably Remember I asked, beecause I thought my Editor was Joking. He wasn’t. Then he told me to get the hell out of his Office, so as I mentioned beefore, I did that.

Oh, and I should probably Mention that my Editor informed me that his New Policy was that the entire Staff of the Bee Times Gazette Journal Record…and Online News must completely Ignore everything that’s happening under Her Insufferable Majesty Queen Darla’s Regime.
“We already know that the Queen only wants the kind of Attention she wants, that she wants it All the Times - and we’re just not going to give it to her. And we also Know that, sooner or later, this Insufferable Queen most certainly will bee Bee-Balled.”

And we all know what that means, don’t we?

And now you’re all caught up, mostly, to what’s Going On. My days as an Investigative Journalist are Officially Over and for now, I am following my Editor’s Suggestion and am going to enjoy this Refreshingly Satisfying Beenya Colada - on him - and Relax. It will bee Nice to start Enjoying Life again like I used to bee able to. Mostly.

So I’m gonna do that.