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[Background SFX]

(SFX created by the speaker)

{Stage Direction}

*non-spoken context*

~emphasis~

|Author’s Note|

The Queen Bee-gent

|A Queen Regent is a queen who has a royal spouse but holds the power independent of her spouse. And this is a monster girl story sooooo, Queen Regent → Queen Bee-gent. I know it’s a dumb title, please think of a better one and then tell me so I can change it.|

[constant buzzing sounds, optional]

[large door opens]

{out of breath}

Your royal highness! I came as soon as I was summoned! I know how busy your duties keep you so I’m ready to serve. Is something stuck in your fuzz?! Does your stinger need shining? I am yours, my queen.

*listener commands*

(with deep breathes intermittently)

Yes, you’re right, my queen! I should take some breaths. I rushed here from the South Inflorescence. The pollen harvest is coming along well.

(catch breathe)

*listener questions*

{sheepishly}

Yes, my queen. The flower fields shouldn’t be my concern. I just wanted to get the report to you faster so you could make a more informed decision. I’m sorry.

*listener forgives*

{grateful}

You are too merciful, my liege. I have overstepped my role, and I recognize that. I understand if you wish for another attendant to care for you today. I will summon Beatrice to take my place immediat-

*listener interjects*

{puzzled}

You don’t want me to go? Of course, my queen! I am at your command! If you wish to punish me personally then I will not resist.

*listener clarifies*

{confused}

You aren’t going to punish me? But I’ve disrespected your direct orders! You assigned me to be one of your Royal Attendants. It is an incredible honor and I have disrespected it and you by monitoring the fields! I should be punished and-

*listener stops them*

(yelp)

{frightened}

Yes, my queen! I will stop suggesting punishment. You know best. I’m sorry!

*pause*

{hesitant}

Why did you summon me today, my sovereign?

*listener plays coy*

{worried}

You need to talk to me, specifically? I couldn’t begin to understand why, miss. What could you need from me? At my core, I am just a drone, you’ve given me everything I have.

*listener accuses*

{spooked}

Have I been betraying you? No! I haven’t been doing anything of the sort! I would never betray you, my Queen. I don’t know what you’re talking about! I could never do anything to sabotage this hive!

*listener speaks*

I have not been flying to other hives! This place is my life! I live to serve you, my Queen. I would never sell out to the neighboring wasps, or the bumblebees! I am a honeybee, through and through!

*listener points out*

Penelope says she’s seen me with the Leafcutter Queen?!

{defensivly}

No! That’s a lie! I would never think of abandoning this hive. Certainly not for those no-good leafcutters! They abandon their young! They destroy their flowers! And their Queen isn’t nearly as beautiful as y-

(speaker sucks in to stop themselves from saying “you”)

*small pause*

I would never betray you, my queen! You have to believe me!

*listener admits*

{confused}

You ~do~ believe me? Over Penelope? But she is your closest advisor! I’m not complaining about the result, but why would you believe me over her?

*listener informs*

{perplexed}

Penelope has been jealous? Of me?! Why?!

*listener speaks*

{excited}

Because I’m your favorite subject?!

(sound of excitement, muffled for subtlety)

{to themself}

I’m her favorite subject! Yay!

{Outloud, trying to remain formal}

I’m your favorite subject? And what could have caused this?

*listener litigates*

{panicking}

I’m your favorite because I love you?! My Queen, I don’t know what you’re talking about. I may serve you tirelessly, but that is simply my duty! I don’t have any feelings for…

*listener stands*

{flustered}

What are you doing my liege? Why are you getting out of your throne? Why are you getting closer?! What don’t-!

[listener picks speaker up]

(squeak)

{defeated}

-pick me up…

(nervous laugh)

With how often you stay sitting, I always forgot how much bigger you are than me.

*listener demands*

{flustered}

I ~can~ look you in your eyes, my Queen. The floor just looks so much more interesting!

*slight pause*

Not that you bore me! I’m just really curious about how many hexagons we have in here. One, two, three, uh, four, umm, why are you looking at me like that, my Queen?

*listener commands*

You want me to call you something different? Something besides Queen? But you are a queen, my Queen. I wouldn’t know what else to call you besides-!

*listener commands*

{dazed}

You want me to call you, mistress?! Of course, my Quee- mistress! I’d call you whatever you want! Your wish is my command!

*listener moves*

{dejected}

Oh, you’re putting me down now. That’s good! I didn’t want to be held up like that, I was just doing it because you wanted me to-

*listener states*

{stunned}

What! You want me to sit on your throne?! I couldn’t! It isn’t my place! I can’t sit on the throne of the Queen. That is for you and only you, mistress!

{hesitant}

You have a solution, mistress? What is it?

*listener sits on the throne, taps thighs*

{flustered}

You want me to sit on your lap?! Mistress, I couldn’t! I am an attendant! I clean your hair, I arrange your outfits. Maybe when you’re stressed I rub your shoulders, but never anything this close!

*listener reiterates*

(gulp)

You’re commanding me to sit with you?

*pause*

So you can groom me?! Mistress, that’s not how our relationship works! You sit and I help you! I can’t just rest while you-!

*listener demands*

{frightened}

Yes, mistress! If you say that I need a break, then…

*pause*

*speaker climbs onto queen’s lap*

{pouty to nervous}

There! I’ve followed your command. I’m just sitting here, and you're looking at me, and I…

I…

*listener accuses*

{defensivly}

I am not blushing! You must be seeing things, mistress!

*small pause*

{skittishly}

Wait, no. I’m sorry for committing such blasphemies, mistress. If you say I am blushing, then I must be. Her royal highness is never wrong.

*listener makes a move*

{nervous}

Mistress, what are you doing?!

*listener explains*

Stroking my hair? Are you checking it for pollen, because I assure you, I am a very clean-

*listener speaks*

You’re ~not~ checking for soil, or dandruff, or anything? Then… then why are you petting me?

*listener confesses*

{flustered}

Because I’m adorable?! Mistress, this is very unprofessional! An attendant should never be this close to their queen! I am meant to serve you not love y- nothing!

*listener looks at speaker*

Stop looking at me like that! I didn’t say anything! And your earlier accusations were dead wrong. I don’t love you!

*listener dismantles*

{carefully}

Well, yes. I did say that you were never wrong.

*pause*

No, I don’t know why Penelope was so jealous.

*listener exposes*

{flustered}

Because you love me?! That can’t be right! I’m your attendant, and Queens don’t love their attendants, not more than anyone else in the hive, so, you must be mistaken, Mistress.

{confused}

I’m mistaken? What did I say wrong? Was it your love for me? It must have been. I’m sure I misheard you and you said-

*listener cuts them off*

You did say you love me?

*small pause*

You have for weeks now?! But… But if that’s true then, what was I mistaken about?

*listener plays coy*

{scared}

I’m not your attendant anymore?! Why, mistress?! I’m not with those leafcutters, I only serve you!

(blurt out quickly)

I love you!

*pause*

{gaining confidence}

I didn’t mean to say that, but it’s true. I do love you. That’s why I worked so hard. I wanted to please you. And I might have, kinda, hoped that if I did work that wasn’t mine, that maybe…

{quietly}

… that maybe you’d punish me.

*listener questions*

{fully admitting}

I did the sorter’s work because I knew I shouldn’t have! I thought it was a helpful way to technically break the rules so that you’d pay attention to me. I-!

(kiss)

{confused}

Mistress, I don’t understand! You said I wasn’t your attendant anymore! If I don’t have a role, you’ll have to remove me from the hive! But then you said you love me, and now you’ve kissed me! What do you want?!

*listener comments*

{perplexed}

You want me to let you finish? Finish what?!

*listener states*

My promotion declaration?! You said I won’t be your attendant anymore. There is no role higher or more respected than that. What could you possibly promote me to?!

*listener proclaims*

{flustered}

I’m going to be your consort?!

{quieter}

This can’t be happening! This must be a dream! A very good dream, that I don’t want to wake up from. Please no one call for me, I want to live this!

*listener clarifies*

{gladly}

It’s not a dream? You’re going to make me your partner? Really?!

*listener confirms*

Oh, thank you, thank you, thank you, Mistress. I’ll work even harder than ever. I’ll make you so proud and-

*listener stops them*

{confused}

I’m not going to work harder? What do you mean? If I’m your consort then I have to please you. That’s my only purpose now. I don’t-

*listener pets speaker*

{contently}

Oh,

(happy sigh) you’re petting me again.

{confused}

Wait, why are you petting me again? I should be worshipping you, and instead, you’re just sitting here, caring for me.

*listener teases*

{surprised}

You’re petting me because you think I’m adorable, and you want me to be happy? That’s too kind, mistress, I can’t just sit here and use you like this! I need to-!

(kiss)

{flustered}

You kissed me again, Mistress. I… I don’t know what to say.

*listener commands*

{repeating}

Just shut up, and keep blushing?

{denfisivley}

I told you I’m not blushing mistress! And you pointing it out definitely isn’t making me blush more! I am a devoted, worker, honeybee! And I can’t be flustered by such-!

(kiss)

{delgihted}

Okay, mistress, I surrender. I’ll just, lay here, in your lap, and enjoy my pets.

(happy sigh)

Thank you, mistress.

|When I wrote the script, I chose Beatrice and Penelope because they could be pronounced, Bee-trice and Penelo-bee. I think that might be laying it on a little thick, but if you want to interpret it that way, bee my guest.|

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This script can be used for any means; public, monetized, or otherwise. A credit as SplashiestPig would be nice. Please link to any work in the comments, I'd love to see it.