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"I need to protect you! You've given me a home... I need to repay your generousity..."
Arlo was a baby hippo; he had wondered farther away from home, looking for shiny materials for his collection. He found something shiny in a tree, and bumped it down with his head. It turned out to be a somewhat enchanted beehive. It fell on poor Arlo and the bees started to sting him. He tried losing them, hopping in water and waiting it out... nope- they were waiting outside the water. He tried splashing them but they would avoid the water and get even angrier. He dashed back, letting these bees sting him. His family and friends finally saw him and chased the bees off. The next night was normal, though with a bit of swelling due to the bees. Soon, little parts of his body began to turn yellow. There had been nothing like this happen, ever. Nobody knew what to do, it kept getting worse. His family were still there for him, however. "Mama... What's wrong with me?". "Nothing, my dear. We'll fix this". He grew antennae and a stinger. Everyone was horrified and hadn't gone near him. "Mama! What do I do!", he had cried. She slowly backed away, scared of what her child had become. She thought about it for a second, before dipping her head down. " You must find someone who can help you. I'd go, but...". Arlo stopped her from talking, he knew his mother suffered from her bad legs. "I'll try mama... For you". They hugged before he left on his journey. " Be safe". She had whispered in tears.
Arlo was a baby hippo; he had wondered farther away from home, looking for shiny materials for his collection. He found something shiny in a tree, and bumped it down with his head. It turned out to be a somewhat enchanted beehive. It fell on poor Arlo and the bees started to sting him. He tried losing them, hopping in water and waiting it out... nope- they were waiting outside the water. He tried splashing them but they would avoid the water and get even angrier. He dashed back, letting these bees sting him. His family and friends finally saw him and chased the bees off. The next night was normal, though with a bit of swelling due to the bees. Soon, little parts of his body began to turn yellow. There had been nothing like this happen, ever. Nobody knew what to do, it kept getting worse. His family were still there for him, however. "Mama... What's wrong with me?". "Nothing, my dear. We'll fix this". He grew antennae and a stinger. Everyone was horrified and hadn't gone near him. "Mama! What do I do!", he had cried. She slowly backed away, scared of what her child had become. She thought about it for a second, before dipping her head down. " You must find someone who can help you. I'd go, but...". Arlo stopped her from talking, he knew his mother suffered from her bad legs. "I'll try mama... For you". They hugged before he left on his journey. " Be safe". She had whispered in tears.
