The legendary tale of a heroic bee

"Give him back here. I'll do whatever you want," the cloud said with deep burning fury in a low voice, but not overstating its position for obvious reasons.

"Oh, you know this bee?"

"Yes, I do. He's my friend."

"I'm not," the bee buzzed from within the bag.

Isra looked at the cloud and placed the bee inside, then left.

#212 was keeping a healthy distance away from the cloud and was looking outside in resignation. Its goggles were broken. A wing was almost cracked. And now, he was stuck with this maniac.

"She is a devil, I tell you. She cannot be trusted," the cloud said.

"Uh huh," #212 said uninterestingly. He had lost interest in life itself now. He didn't care anymore. He was reconsidering his life choices.

"Ever since she kidnapped me, I've been tossed around. Disregarded. Uncared for. I mean, look at me, #212. Do I look ugly or rude? Look at me."

#212 looked at the cloud with dead eyes.

The cloud continued completely ignoring the disinterest from #212, "I am a talking cat that is a cloud as well. I mean, how rare is that? I am fluffy, cute, very well-spoken, and delicious to look at. Everything a girl of her age would want. But all I'm treated like is dirt."

"We all are dirt," #212 mumbled under his breath and looked away. The mission had broken the bee.

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Ever since Isra captured the cloud kitty, she never really had any free time to sit by and talk to the kitty. She wasn't sure what the cloud kitty really thought of her. In its eyes, she must've looked like a monster.

'Well, to his defense, I did bite him and ate him a bit,' she thought to herself, 'What could go wrong? I'll just go and talk to him.'

It was still late at night, but like all the other nocturnal animals and monsters of the night, Isra was awake as well. She had been in the kitchen when a weird buzzing sound had pulled her away from the fridge. To her surprise, she had caught the survivor bee alive.

Isra pulled out the box from underneath the bed.

"Listen, cloud."

The cloud looked up.

"I'm not as bad as you think I am."

To this, the cloud banged its fluffy cloud paws against the container, and it produced no sound at all because they were just so fluffy.

"What is that demon child?" It growled in a low voice, sounding very beautiful.

"You are definitely the worst thing that is ever placed upon this earth, and I have traveled everywhere, seen things you can't begin to imagine. But you..."

The cloud kitty shuddered, and a few candies fell down from its back.

"Not again, please," #212 looked visibly disgusted by looking at the candies.

"Look, you misunderstand me. All I wanted was that clouds would adopt me. I'm so sorry if I hurt you." Isra broke down in alligator tears.

The cloud recoiled back, and even #212 looked at her with interest now.

"Is it too much to ask for? Just a friend, kitty. My sisters hate me. Me and Khadija, we look here and there searching for stray kitties all day just to get a glance and pet them. Just once to listen to their voice."

"Is it too much to ask for?!" Isra exclaimed with eyes filled with tears. The cloud hadn't expected such a response from her. He was genuinely shook.

"Look, Isra." It moved closer to the container. It sighed. "Just unlock me, okay? And you can't get a pet just like that. You need to see if they're willing to be adopted by you too."

Isra unlocked the container. The cloud flew out and hovered above Isra's head.

"I can't give you what you're looking for, but maybe once, I can let you pet me." It said.

To this, Isra wiped her nose and looked at the cloud with big watery eyes.

"Thank you," as she hugged him. Rubbed her cheeks against the softest thing that can ever exist. The cloud closed its eyes too and purred, regaining its composure. He was very shy and awkward, and he was not going to purr. Especially for Isra.

"Now open the window, Isra. Let us both go, and I promise you. You will find a really good kitty friend soon."

"Before you go, can you at least tell me your name?"

"#212, my name is #212." Isra flinched back. It seemed like she could hear the bee as well now somehow. She smiled at it and looked at the cloud.

"Baadal billi."

And the cloud kitty with the bee on top of it went away.

Isra looked at them go. She was crying.

And thus, the chapter of imprisonment and struggles ended. It seemed like everything was back in order. Baadal billi was rescued. #212 was broken but functioning. And Isra was left grinning and content?

The plan had been successful. The game was hers. She laughed maniacally after the cloud disappeared from her view.