The Adventures Of Buster Bumblebee - A Fun Lively Story For Children (Parts 9-11)

This is a happy audiobook story for children! It’s about a naughty little Bumble Bee prince. Actually, he’s quite sweet, and this time things get crazy and scary in bumblebeeland. Now, let’s enjoy more of Buster Bumble Bee & his friends. This is a bit longer recording. It’s parts 9-11, and the end of Season 1. Stay tuned for more different kinds of stories for children coming soon!

Transcript

Hi,

This is Stefania and this is the next part of our series Buster Bumblebee.

This time we're doing something a little bit different.

You've been asking for a bit longer episode,

So we're combining part 9,

10,

And 11 so you can have a nice long listen.

And then we'll be back later on in the year with season 2 of Buster Bumblebee.

So here are parts 9 through 11 of the story of Buster Bumblebee,

Our cute,

But naughty,

But lazy little Bumblebee friend.

If you've missed the previous episodes,

The ones that came before this one,

You can find them in my Insight Timer profile and then you can catch up.

The Robber Fly At Last.

And now here's our story.

The Robber Fly At Last Though Buster's mother the Queen did not hear him when he said,

Oh Nonsense,

Under his breath,

There were others standing near him that caught the words,

And they were quite indignant that anyone should scoff at the Queen like that.

They were workers,

Those that overheard Buster Bumblebee's remark when his mother as much as told him that he had better beware of the wicked Robber Fly.

They were workers and they did not approve of the lazy Buster.

Let's teach that young loafer a lesson.

They said to one another,

There were three of them,

And straight away they began to scheme and plan how they should give Buster Bumblebee a thorough fright in the hope of making him more respectful to his mother,

The Queen.

At least that is what the workers said.

But as a matter of fact,

Each of them had reasons of her own for wanting to scare Buster.

Indeed,

There wasn't a worker in the house that was not disgusted with his laziness,

And if he hadn't been the son of the Queen,

They would certainly have driven him out in the world long before.

Of course,

Buster had no idea of what was afoot.

He continued to tell everyone how sorry he was that he had never met the Robber Fly until a few began to believe that he must be very brave indeed.

But they were those that didn't know him well.

As for the workers,

There wasn't one in the Bumblebee household that was deceived by Buster's bold talk.

They all knew him for the coward he was.

Well,

The very next day,

After Buster's impertinence to his mother,

A worker called Peavish Peggy stopped and spoke to him as he sat on a clover head.

If I were you,

I wouldn't come near the clover patch,

She said.

You know the Robber Fly often prowls about on the ground,

And it would be easy for him to catch you on a clover top.

You're so fat and clumsy.

Why don't you dine on the hollyhocks in the flower garden?

They are high and much safer.

Buster Bumblebee seemed greatly amused.

Ho ho ho,

He laughed,

As well as ha ha ha.

And then he said,

It seems to me that you are the one that ought to buzz around the hollyhocks since you are so nervous about the Robber Fly.

The worker,

Peavish Peggy,

At once flew into a temper.

You'd better look out,

She warned Buster.

Once the Robber Fly pounces on you,

You'll be so frightened you can't even squirm.

Oh,

Nonsense,

Said Buster.

The quick-tempered worker,

Peavish Peggy,

Looked slyly over her shoulder and nodded slightly.

Buster did not see the form that crept nearer and nearer to him a little later,

And he was still chuckling to himself when he heard a terrible humming.

Then all at once he felt himself seized and held in a grip like iron.

He was sure that the Robber Fly had him at last,

And he was too frightened to do anything.

Buster Makes a Speech Buster Makes a Speech At first,

When he found himself in the grip of what he was sure must be the Robber Fly,

Buster Bumblebee was so alarmed that he could not even scream.

But in a moment or two he found his voice,

And he shrieked,

Help!

Help!

In a most frantic tone,

Hoping that someone would come and save him,

But nobody came.

And Buster expected every instant to feel the cruel beak of the Robber Fly when there was a sudden commotion behind his back.

Someone else cried out now,

And Buster knew the voice too.

Yes,

Buster was sure that Peavish Peggy had come to help him,

But there was one thing that puzzled him.

Peavish Peggy seemed to be fully as frightened as Buster himself.

At least her cries sounded as if she were in great terror.

Surely she's afraid that the Robber Fly has hurt me,

Buster thought,

And he reflected that in spite of her sharp tongue,

Peavish Peggy was more kind-hearted than he had ever dreamed.

The next instant,

Buster felt himself suddenly released.

At the same time something swept him off the clover-top,

And he barely managed to save himself from a bad fall.

Somewhere he could hear a loud buzz as of several angry voices,

But he did not care to show himself enough to find out what was happening.

For the time being he was content to stay snugly hidden among the thick clover leaves.

After a while the uproar ceased,

But even then Buster Bumblebee was in no hurry to leave his shelter.

When he did at last reach home he found the whole family much upset.

Everyone was talking at once,

And in a household of more than two hundred that meant that the noise was almost deafening.

Naturally Buster Bumblebee wanted to know what was the matter.

It was a long time,

However,

Before anyone would or could listen to him.

But at last he succeeded in getting the ear of the trumpeter.

Haven't you heard the news?

She asked.

The rubber-fly came to the clover patch today,

And Peavish Peggy had a very narrow escape.

If it hadn't been for several other workers who happened to be gathering clover nectar nearby,

There's no telling where she'd be now.

Where is she?

Buster inquired.

Resting in bed,

The trumpeter explained.

Even Buster wondered how she could rest with all that racket in the house.

She's had a bad fright,

Poor thing,

The trumpeter added.

Buster Bumblebee suddenly grew much excited,

And he climbed onto a table and shouted for everyone to be quiet.

I don't believe you knew about me,

He cried.

As soon as the house was still,

The rubber-fly attacked me.

But I don't need to go to bed.

I'm not the least bit nervous.

Several of the family near him began to titter,

And the queen herself stepped forward and commanded Buster to hop down from the table at once.

He obeyed promptly,

But he was quite puzzled.

No one seemed to believe what he said.

And it was a long time before he learned what actually happened.

At last a spiteful worker informed him that he had never been in the clutches of the rubber-fly at all.

Peavish Peggy and some of her companions had played a trick on Buster because of his bow stick.

The worker seized him when he wasn't looking,

And he had screamed so loud that the rubber-fly who happened to be near had heard him.

Then the rubber-fly had rushed up and seized Peavish Peggy,

Who had promptly let go of Buster Bumblebee.

The worker who towed these things to Buster Bumblebee actually laughed in his face.

And Buster was so surprised and so crestfallen that he couldn't say a word for a long time.

And never again did Buster mention the rubber-fly's name.

The Drone Yes,

Buster Bumblebee was a drone.

He never gathered any nectar from the flowers and brought it home to help swell the family store of honey.

He let the workers of the household do that.

And since they never complained but seemed to enjoy their drudgery,

Buster saw no reason why he should interfere with the honey-making in any way.

He was content to live a life of ease and pleasure,

And never having to be stir himself,

Never having to hurry or worry,

He quickly grew into a somewhat clumsy and blundering young gentleman.

And what was still worse,

This handsome young eitler soon gained the name of being none too keen-witted.

Good-natured,

But a bit stupid.

That was what the field and forest folk called Buster Bumblebee.

But bless,

He never bothered his head with what people said,

And when anybody called him a drone he would only laugh.

And when some busybody asked him for pity's sake why didn't he go to work,

He would merely grin and reply that he was the Queen's son,

And that Queen's sons never did anything except eat plenty and have a good time.

Well,

That must have been an excellent answer for a seem to keep people quiet.

And it made some think that perhaps Buster Bumblebee was not quite so dull as he often appeared.

Once indeed he thought it would be fun to help with the honey-making,

So he stopped one of the workers when she was on her way home with a load of nectar.

Let me help you carry that home,

Buster said.

Now the workers were all a shrewish lot.

They were terribly short-tempered,

Especially if anybody interfered with their work,

Which they loved better than anything else in the world.

Won't you come near me,

Snapped the worker angrily,

Keep away or I'll sting you,

She threatened.

Naturally,

A happy,

Easy-going person like Buster Bumblebee wasn't looking for trouble of any sort,

So he dodged clumsily out of sight behind a milkweed and he made up his mind then and there that that was the last time he would ever have anything to do with one of those testy honey-makers.

Of course,

It was a bit difficult to avoid them entirely in a family of two hundred or more,

All living together in a medium-sized house.

So Buster Bumblebee decided that at last he would be far happier in some place that was not so crowded and where there was no work going on and no workers.

And so one fine August day Buster left the family home never to set foot inside it again.

But he often passed that way and listened just outside the door to listen to the music and the sound of dancing within.

That was the thing he missed most,

For like all of his family he was fond of music.

And he was forever humming to himself as he sipped nectar from the clover tops or flowers in Farmer Green's garden.

And that's it for season one of Buster Bumblebee.

We'll be back later on in the year with some more Buster stories season two,

But until then we'll have some different kinds of stories for you.

See you next time!

Reviews

Thank you but can you make the storys longer?🐝

I love the whole series! I can’t wait for next season! 🐝

Loved it. Can you tell me what date the second season is coming up?