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M.E., A Name She Calls Herself

by on May 12, 2014

“What’ve we got, Jim?”

“Laser Beauty, cape from Eastside. Real name’s Sarah McCallister, medical examiner, 6th precinct.”

“Shame. Doctor Sting’s Death Bees got her, then?”

“Yeah, but she took a whole swarm with her.”

“Ah. So ‘twas Beauty killed the bees.”

“Yep.”

 

I was thinking I hadn’t written a superhero story in a while, and I was thinking about bees, and, well….this happened. I don’t like bees.

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14 Comments
  1. He he he…this made me giggle. As someone who has been stung multiple times, I completely understand.

  2. I love this one! Great play on words.

  3. jenbrunett permalink

    Bees give me the willies. But I liked this a lot! 🙂

  4. Great dialogue here – whole scene out in the open!

  5. Kir Piccini permalink

    I was stung two years ago for the first time and OUCH it hurt.
    Loved the title of this, it was perfect!

  6. Hooray for a silly pun!

  7. Jennifer G. Knoblock permalink

    Well, I like bees, but I loved this! Doctor Sting’s Death Bees, awesome.

  8. Once stung, you do get in the mood to take a swarm out.

  9. Very clever. Nice work.

  10. KymmInBarcelona permalink

    He he he Very punny. Great title, too. Thanks for the chuckle!

  11. Loved the word play here 😉

  12. great job! imaginative and funny:)

  13. Ha, you’re so clever you goof.

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