Bees. Crazy, killer, robotic
bees. I think Brie Larvan aka the
Bug-Eyed Bandit created those evil suckers just to mess with me. Pretty cool
tech, though. After her arrest, I was specifically told not to try and reprogram
her bees. So I didn’t… Okay, of course I did, but only
two! And Ray took a bee-bot for R&D
on his suit so I feel totally justified. May I present, Bumble and The
Destroyer. Brie Larvan’s technical design, my programming. They fly, they spy
and they definitely DO NOT sting.
First job for my bees… learn to play the guitar. I could
program Bumble to work the neck of the guitar and The Destroyer to strum the
strings. Can you imagine robotic bees
playing Hotel California?! It would create quite a buzz (terrible, terrible
Felicity-level pun.) But maybe I should
use my minions for something more practical.
I do need help in the pipeline.
The Mist is a real pain in the ass to feed - I’ve even had to stop
giving him his gummy vitamins.
The Mist (Kyle frackin’ Nimbus) killed
my bee. Jerk. The Destroyer was
bringing The Mist a gummy vitamin I attached to his belly. I know. FREAKING
ADORABLE, right? I guess Nimbus didn’t see it that way. See, each of my little guys is equipped with
microscopic cameras so I watched as Nimbus looked up and reached for The
Destroyer. I thought he wanted the gummy but no! He had that same sick smile as
when he had me squirming on his cell floor. Abort Mission! I tried to fly The
Destroyer out through the ventilation but Nimbus was too quick. Last thing I
saw was a mist-Tsunami bashing The Destroyer into the glass. When I got to
Nimbus’ cell, the Destroyer was on the ground, still buzzing faintly. I put on
my gas mask quickly and told Nimbus to stand back - I could save the bee-bot!
But then Nimbus walked calmly over to my little buddy and stomped him. More
than once I’m sure but I couldn’t bear to watch. I DID NOT CRY. I just…. I don’t know, The Destroyer had so much
potential. I was supposed to protect him and then some bully meta-human just curb
stomped him. Crap, what am I going to tell Bumble? I know, I know. I can hear
Caitlin now, “Cisco, these are robots, they don’t have feelings, calm down.”
But they were my robots and they could have become sentient.
I guess having friendly robotic
bees isn’t the key to Meta healthcare. RIP The Destroyer, you are joining the
S.T.A.R. lab teddy bears in the annex of “Awesome and adorable things that just
didn’t work out.” It’s a big annex.
Cisco, OUT. And like Journey said,
Don’t stop BEELIEVING…
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