“You two are late! The competition has begun already.” Principal Bee shouts.

Buzzy and Bumblebee get on to the stage, right on time as it is Bumblebee’s turn to spell a word out. Her word is optical.

“O-P-T-I-C-A-L”, “Optical!” Bumblebee spells out.

She gets it right and the crowd buzzes with applause.

“Buzzy, your word is exceptional.” The spelling bee director announces.

“E-X-X-” Buzzy stutters. He starts to feel dizzy and hot.

“Ha! Ha! ha!” Humblebee and his gang of bullies laugh.

“Breathe Buzzy, breathe.” Bumblebee pleads in a whisper.

Losing his balance, Buzzy looks into the spinning, gasping crowd and the last face he sees before collapsing, is that of an unimpressed Queen Bee.