Chapter 67: The Sincerest Form of Flatter-Bee
From there, Belissar visited each of the Apiary queens without beehouses one by one, figuring after the first one he should give them a heads-up before transforming their hives. He could help but grin as he remembered all of their happy dances. He may not have been happy with the basic beehive, but it seemed the queens absolutely were.
He was giving them the basics for now, as the upgrade to his version would be much cheaper if he did it himself. Plus…he liked the idea of building the beehouses by his own hand, and now that he had access to dry wood he could improve upon the design currently in use. That would have to wait though, as he wanted to keep working on the Flower Meadow beehouse first.
Speaking of which, he wondered what he was going to do for them, since he was building a much different beehouse than the usual. He hoped that he would get another potential upgrade for the beehives when he finished, but he couldn’t be sure. Well, if it came to it, he could always build a normal beehouse inside of the rooms of the bigger one, so he’d continue on as planned and see what happened.
Though, that brought him to the next question. He turned his attention to the Orchard queens…and found they had joined their hive together into one big hive. Multiple queens in a single hive…Belissar had seen it once or twice but it was rare and never lasted long. But well, the monster bee queens proved far more adaptive than his old bees had been, so he guessed they had figured something out.
The problem was that the beehive was currently turning red on moving over the hives. Maybe because they were too big? Or maybe because the hives were currently built in the branches of the groves, high above the ground? Belissar wasn’t sure.
He returned from his Tower sight to his body and rubbed his chin. It looked like he’d have to figure something out for them as well. Maybe if he build a bigger beehouse in the trees? Well, he’d set that as his next project after finishing the Flower Meadow beehouse.
Speaking of which, with the new beehives placed, it was time to resume work on that. He walked down to the Orchard and through to the Flower Meadow and did just that. He had the basic foundation set up, so now it was time to begin working on the frame.
Eventually, he got some grooves cut in an appropriate beam. He struggled to stand it upright and slot it into the corresponding groove on a floor beam. He took a step back, but was ready to stabilize it if it fell.
The beam remained upright, but it seemed a little unstable for his liking. He frowned and looked at the groove. It fit together, but the cut wasn’t a perfect fit since he had to be able to slot them in. He crossed his arms and thought.