On patrol

Vicky walked up and down the corridors the sweet smell of her queen's honey always present. There were sure worst jobs , not this one it was great.

Nothing seemed to happen in the hive she passed the other drones patrolling the area. A male and female with black hair. But little else of note happened.

Vicky had just about finished up her final set when something caught her attention.

A drone alone. Not one of the ones she had seen before either.

She had brown hair and was acting strangely.

Vicky walked up to her and buzzed out a demand.

"What are you doing here?"

The other drone did not respond it appeared that she did not understand what Vicky had said.

"I said what area are you from, what are you doing here?"

Again the female drone did not respond.

"All hail the queen."

A phrase that every drone responded to with out thought.

Nothing.

Vicky had found an intruder.

Before she could attack the fake drone sprang into action.

Clocking Vicky across the temple with a gloved fist. Dazed Vicky wobbled falling backwards.