The Swarm isn't Dead... AND I DON'T SNORE!!

So, it turns out I was entirely mistaken about everybody in the Hive beeing dead. It’s a way-long story, so I’ll just say it was all a joke the Swarm pulled on me for April Fool’s Day.

I don’t think it was even a little bit funny.
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I also didn’t think it was very funny that I was even in the Hive in the first place. As I remember (and I have a very good memory, as we all know), I had fallen asleep in my own, wee bee bed in the Boot Box, and totally expected to wake up there. That wasn’t the way it worked out, though.

When I did finally get back home to my Boot Box, I asked Kevin (my Illegitimate Nephew) how I ended up in the Hive.

“What was I doing there in the first place when I don’t even live there?” I needed an answer.

“Uncle Georgie,” he said, “you’re the best Uncle in the World, and I love you, but you snore.”

“I snore?” I said. “I don’t think so. I beelieve you’re mistaken,” I told him.

Seriously now.

“Trust me,” he said. “You snore. You snore very loudly and constantly, as a matter of fact, and, quite frankly, we simply couldn’t take it anymore.”

“No, we couldn’t, dear,” Great Grandma Gee Gee added. “Goodness me, we couldn’t even hear ourselves think with all that snoring.”

“I beelieve it was in Late February sometime,” Kevin went on, “that a bunch of us rolled you up in your blankets and carefully relocated you to the empty Hive. Since nobody was there anymore beecause of the Royal Renovation, we figured it would bee perfect. It was a Win-Win, a Zero-Sum Game, especially for us,” he said.

Whatever. I still say I don’t snore.

Well, then I asked him what he was talking about when he talked about a “Royal Renovation”. I’ll explain all that to you later, but right now, I hafta go.

Let’s all bee careful out there.

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