There was a hungry bee. She flew from her hive and into the world looking for some wildflowers to eat. She was a very hipster bee. She didn't like genetically modified flowers or flowers that were artificially sweetened. She had babies to look after and stuff like that wasn't healthy. Not that she was an anti-vaxer or something like that, but unhealthy food meant the hive was susceptible to foulbrood and wax moths. So, she was very careful about where she got her pollen.
The hungry bee flew around the neighborhood looking for wildflowers but she couldn't find any. Not even a single dandelion or clover. She got angry and settled on a tree. "I don't understand!" she said. "Where are all the wildflowers?"
There was an ant on the same branch as her. Ant heard bee and stopped carrying a leaf to answer. "Don't you know?" asked Ant. "The humans spray burning waters on clover and dandelions. Humans call them "weeds." They also push great, loud, metal things to cut the grasses and flowers down."
The bee was hangry. "How rude! Don't they know? Don't they understand? We are starving?"
"I don't think they care much," said Ant. She went back to carrying her leaf.
"Well, I'll show them!" said Bee. "I'll sting the first human I see."
Bee flew off in search of a human. When she found one, Bee rushed at the great lurking beast. The thing swung its arm out wide, throwing tiny little rocks from its palm. Bee poised her butt at the arm and dove her sting right in.
"Ouch!" said the human.
A smaller human came up to the big human. "What happened Momma?" asked the little human.
The big human cocked her head and frowned. "Awe, a bee stung me. I must have scared it throwing out the clover seeds." The big human pulled the bee body off her arm. "That's sad."
"It's okay, Mommy," said the little human. "There's more in the hive."
Moral of the story: Don't seek revenge when you're hangry