Ninja Training (Bedtime Story)

Welcome to Mr. Honeybee’s Ninja Academy, where stealth, skill, and surprise await! With obstacle courses, laser mazes, and a mission to retrieve ancient scrolls, it's a day full of flips, chops, and high-flying fun. From ninja kicks to hidden secrets, everyone discovers their inner warrior and learns the true art of balance, agility, and ninja stealth! - Love, Mrs. Honeybee

Featuring: Mr. Honeybee, Melodybee, Roger Robot, and my dog Harold

Transcript

Bedtime with Mrs.

Honeybee.

Today,

In the Honeybee neighborhood,

We'll be doing.

.

.

Wait,

What are we going to do,

Mr.

Honeybee?

Does this say.

.

.

Ninja training!

Hi-ya!

Hi-ya!

Hi-ya!

We're training to become ninjas?

Hi-ya!

All you have to do is close your eyes,

Get cozy,

And listen to the sound of my voice.

Mrs.

Honeybee will be your guide.

Let's begin.

You are here,

Walking up the driveway towards our wide-open garage.

The sun is shining down on you,

Warming your skin,

As you peek your head in to say hello.

Assuming that Mr.

Honeybee is busily tinkering away at his workbench on the other side.

What you see takes you by surprise.

Hi-ya!

Mr.

Honeybee has blindfolded himself and is standing in front of a piece of wood he just chopped in half with his bare hands.

He is wearing his white karate gi and pauses for a moment to complete his karate chop before he removes his blindfold and sees you standing at the garage door.

Why,

Hello there,

My little Honeybee.

I didn't see you.

Well,

I guess you saw me,

Not see you.

I'm working on my chop,

I mean,

My strike-up.

As Mr.

Honeybee sets another series of wood boards up for more striking practice,

You wander around his garage to see several stations where he has clearly been practicing different moves.

Your curiosity leads you back out of the garage and into the sunshine,

Where more obstacle courses,

Training materials,

And mats are set up for various karate endeavors.

Before you can figure out for yourself what exactly all this stuff is,

Mr.

Honeybee joins you out in the front lawn,

Obviously eager to tell you about what he spent the whole morning doing.

For as long as I can remember,

I've been telling Mrs.

Honeybee,

And Melody Bee actually,

That they need to get on board with this karate stuff.

They don't believe me.

They just don't understand how cool martial arts are.

Not just cool,

But skillful.

You know,

My little Honeybee,

You can strike and chop with the best of them.

Well,

Today,

Once Mrs.

Honeybee and Melody Bee get back from the grocery store,

They are finally going to learn how cool karate is.

Welcome to Mr.

Honeybee's Ninja Academy.

You look around out into the neighborhood to see that Mr.

Honeybee has set up an elaborate network of obstacle courses laying in wait for their newest,

Unsuspecting students.

Across the way,

There's a rope climbing station to work on upper body strength.

Rows of tires lined up two by two to work on agility and focus.

And Harold rounds the corner from finishing his appointed task.

Good boy,

Harold.

That's a good boy.

Good boy.

Did you hide the scrolls for Mrs.

Honeybee and Melody Bee?

Any ninja worth their salt,

Or maybe their bonito flakes,

Is tasked with carrying out the most difficult and important of missions.

You hid the top secret ancient scrolls somewhere good,

Right boy?

Excellent.

Our two newest ninjas will have to retrieve them and safely transport them back to headquarters,

Which is just the garage.

But today,

It's the headquarters of the Ninja Academy.

As always,

I will need your help training Mrs.

Honeybee and Melody Bee.

I have your karate gi inside.

I'll go grab them.

Mr.

Honeybee comes back out with your white karate uniform for you to change into.

When you do,

He has one last important part of your uniform.

Mr.

Honeybee walks up to you and solemnly bows his head before presenting you with a strip of cloth in your favorite color that he ties around your head.

Now you are ready to brush up on your ninja skills.

Take a slow,

Deep breath in through your nose.

Still your mind like the skilled martial artist you are,

Who is in perfect control of their physical form and ready for anything.

Then,

Slowly breathe all the way out through your mouth and remember your training.

Reconnect with your strength and skillfully strike and chop your way through each obstacle that Mr.

Honeybee set up around the neighborhood.

You chop right through two blocks of wood with ease.

The rope with rounded knots that sway in the wind is no match for you.

Grabbing hold of the rope until it is taut,

You reach up to begin climbing.

Right hand,

Left hand,

Right hand,

Left hand.

Your feet softly wrap around the rope and slide up under you,

Just enough to stabilize you until you get to the very top.

From there,

Mr.

Honeybee cheering you on from the ground,

You leap from the rope as if you can fly.

Do a double flip on the way down and land crouching on two feet,

Solidly planted in the grass and your arms out to either side.

You are unstoppable.

At the end of the obstacle course,

There's a kicking station where you practice none other than Mr.

Honeybee's favorite move.

This is where we become tornadoes.

Here,

Let's work on our spinning roundhouse kicks,

My little Honeybee.

Before you,

There's a heavy red bag with a target drawn in the center.

From there,

You focus your mind on that circle and let everything else in the entire world melt away.

Take another slow deep breath in through your nose.

Strengthen each of your muscles to bring your awareness to the power you have within you.

Then slowly breathe all the way out through your mouth and prepare yourself to do a spinning roundhouse kick with a focused,

Balanced stance.

Like a strike of lightning in one smooth motion,

You jump up,

Whip yourself around,

And lift your leg level to the target.

You hit the center of the target and then land the kick on two solidly planted feet just as Melody Bee and I turn into the driveway from the grocery store.

We don't see you or Mr.

Honeybee down the street and both of you instinctively engage your ninja skills to evade detection as we park the car and begin carrying the bags of groceries into the house.

Our training has concluded,

My little Honeybee.

We're ready,

And soon they will be too.

Come on.

Melody Bee,

Do you see Mr.

Honeybee in the garage?

No,

I don't see him or Harold.

Mr.

Honeybee?

Harold?

Usually they help us with the groceries.

I wonder where they are.

Hmm,

I hope they're back soon.

Mr.

Honeybee likes to do the chopping.

I don't know why,

But it's something he always loved to do,

And we have a bunch of produce to be chopped up.

I'm sure he's around.

Maybe they went to the dog park.

It's such a nice day out.

Oh,

I just remembered.

Our little Honeybee should be stopping by today too.

Hmm,

Maybe they're all three at the dog park.

It's really a nice day.

I just love this sunshine.

Little did we know that you,

Mr.

Honeybee,

And Harold are moving incognito around us as we walk through the garage and into the kitchen with bags of groceries distracting us.

Melody Bee buzzes as fast as she can to the counter to drop a heavy bag of carrots and bell peppers that will need to be chopped for a new stir-fry recipe that we're trying for dinner today.

Let's go.

Those veggies are heavier than they look.

Mr.

Honeybee,

Are you in the house?

We have the choppables here,

And they're in desperate need of an expert chopper.

When Melody Bee doesn't get any sign of a response,

She turns to buzz back out to the car.

We pass by each other in a quick moment,

And by the time they get into the house with the next couple of bags,

You and Mr.

Honeybee have already chopped the whole bundle of carrots and all of the bell peppers.

Wait,

How did.

.

.

Who chopped these?

Mr.

Honeybee,

Are you home?

Nope,

Doesn't look like it.

I called out for him already.

What?

Did you already chop these veggies,

Mrs.

Honeybee?

No,

I didn't.

I thought Mr.

Honeybee did.

But you just brought these in,

Right?

Yes,

Like five seconds ago.

I told you we have ghosts.

I told you.

Why would ghosts chop our veggies?

They're helpful ghosts,

And they're obviously hungry.

There has to be an explanation.

Well,

I'll bring the last bag in,

And then we can figure it out.

I got Harold his most favorite treats.

Melody Bee slightly shakes the box of treats before setting it down on the counter,

And that's more than Harold can resist.

He leaps out from his ninja hiding spot and gallops toward the treats.

What?

Where did you come from?

Were you dreaming again?

You sleep so deeply when you dream.

Here,

Boy,

Do what we practiced.

Sit pretty.

Harold sits up with his paws up in the air,

All but begging for a delicious treat.

He gets one since he does such a good job.

But as eyes stand up to continue putting away the groceries with Melody Bee,

Suddenly everything changes.

All the curtains and blinds close.

The house goes completely dark,

Even though outside it is bright and sunny.

That's when Melody Bee and I see the maze of lasers,

Which Mr.

Honey Bee flicks on with a hidden switch for this very moment.

Red lines of light are drawn throughout the house,

Creating an agility course made to train the most nimble of ninjas in training.

And today,

Melody Bee and I know,

That is us.

Ninja Academy?

Yes,

Melody Bee,

I think we are.

You and Mr.

Honey Bee flip down from what seems like the ceiling and somehow navigate through each of the laser lines before landing on two solidly planted feet each.

Melody Bee and I are wide-eyed,

Secretly hoping we don't have to make our way through the laser maze,

But knowing deep down that there's no way we're getting out of this,

Except through the maze of lasers.

Oh,

You want to be a ninja,

Do you?

Honestly,

Not really.

What?

Come on,

You don't mean that.

Look,

I set up all the lasers.

The lasers look really nice,

My dear.

Thank you.

Finally,

Some appreciation for the way and the life of the ninja.

Now,

Where were we?

We were at the part where I think if I can remember correctly,

Mrs.

Honey Bee,

Where'd you learn to jump kick like that?

Mr.

Honey Bee's Ninja Academy,

Of course.

Under your and Mr.

Honey Bee's skillful instruction,

Melody Bee and I don our karate gi with strips of cloth around our foreheads and bend every which way,

Backwards and forwards,

To slink through the laser maze obstacle course with precision.

Once completed,

We move on to the kicks,

Which you demonstrate for us with the utmost skill.

You show Melody Bee and I how your breath and your balance are the secret keys to your hardest kick.

Our little Honey Bee is right.

It's important to not hold your breath during a kick.

That limits the strike and power in the move.

Together,

We bring our awareness back to the core of our being where our ninja's strength and powers wait for us to engage them.

We take a slow,

Deep breath in through our noses.

Clear your mind of anything besides a laser focus on your abilities,

What you can do,

And how well you can do it.

Then,

Slowly,

Breathe all the way out through your mouth and use your powerful belly muscles to empty your lungs of air that creates a tornado-like force of a kick.

Melody Bee and I continue on through all the obstacles until we're ready to begin our mission,

Our first duty as newly initiated ninjas.

As if starting a race,

Harold barks to let us know that he has hidden top-secret ancient scrolls somewhere in the Honey Bee neighborhood and we are to find them.

We all flip,

Fly,

And slink through the neighbor's yards completely undetected.

Melody Bee spots a sign for where the scrolls could be hidden.

You have taught us well because they are there.

Once retrieved,

Melody Bee and I officially graduate Mr.

Honey Bee's Ninja Academy and we continue learning from you the best of the best,

How to improve our kicks,

Stabilize our balance,

And become one with the force of our own power for good.

Always remember,

Mrs.

Honey Bee believes in you.

You are special and you are loved.

I can't wait to see you again.

Reviews

I wish I really could be a 🥷🏻.P.S.please tell Mr. honeybee I said that.

Awesome thanks!
Pls do the Taylor Swift one soon
Or a Harry Potter one 🥺🥺🥺

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