One day, a boy came walking along the street when something caught his eye. It was a bunch of giant golden statue bees. It looked as though they were climbing the building. “King Bee”, he chuckled, thinking of King Kong.
That night, a full moon peaked through the clouds. Sheets of gold flew off the bees as they set to work, covering the building with thick, sticky, drizzling honey to contain the building, for it was their home. They started breaking walls to make room to finish their hive.
What will it look like when the boy returns in the morning?