When it came down to it a single bee was not that intimidating. The pint sized humanoids with their buzzing wings and tiny armaments were, frankly, rather adorable individually. However such a large group and perhaps more importantly, the accompanying angry drone their buzzing wings were producing was probably just a little intimidating or at least so the Mind hoped.

[color=8E2EF9][b]”Hello slime-balls, please release the slime-boy and nobody gets hurt”[/b][/color]

Meany meany tiny weapons had their safeties switched off, the bees leering at the pair as the numerous high pitched whines that accompanied the laser weapons warming up. 

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Some of the bees that had been hunting around had ended up close enough to fiddlesticks to hear his panicked yelling, so while the Mind focused on the situation upstairs Fiddlesticks was left to the whims of the bees that had not balk at poking their heads in the presumably sewage system. The half a dozen bees came out of various pipes and tunnels and waved hello, rather curious as to what Fiddlesticks needed. (feel free to control them for what you need to do, for expediency.)