"Smush! Smush!" Mogey yelled, running breathlessly about the house until he found Smush marinating lamb shanks in the kitchen. "You'll never believe what I just found! A bee tree!"
"Excellent," Smush replied, grinning widely. "Now grab a pan full of embers from the fire and meet me out front, I'm going to grab my lacrosse helmet." The two pals charged off in separate directions and met in the front garden.
"There's one other thing," Mogey mentioned as they walked. "The bees are actually hornets...do you suppose that makes a difference for the honey?"
"I don't see why it should," Smush said. "Hornet babies need to eat just as much as other bee babies, don't they?"
When the pals reached the bee tree they kindled a wet fire just upwind of the hornet nest and waited while the heavy smoke lulled the hornets to sleep. After a while, the sound of hornet snoring began to fill the forest and Mogey and Smush cautiously reached into the tree, pulling out several honeycombs each.
"Bleckk!" Mogey shouted, spitting out the first bite. "This hornet honey tastes awful!"
"That it does, Mogey," Smush said, wiping his mouth. "I think we must have gotten a stale batch."
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