There once lived a very lonesome caterpillar up in the hill tops of a very green and lush mountains where a single tree stood in the middle. He didn't have anyone to talk to since no other caterpillars lived anywhere close and all the birds and bees spoke another language. Who was he supposed to talk to to express his feelings? Who was supposed to mentor him into becoming a beautiful butterfly like he soon would be. No one! He couldn't even fly yet, so unless the birds and bees were taking a rest on the tree he had no one around him. One day he met a girl bee. They had no way of communicating so they just flapped their wings and antennas. The be started teaching the caterpillars some of their bee language, but the birds looked down upon it. 'He's a caterpillar, not a bee. And it should stay that way.'. But the caterpillar and bee didn't care. The bee enjoyed the caterpillars company and the caterpillar finally thought he was someone in the world. The birds learned to live with the two being friends despite their differences and everyone lived happy ever after No hate plz kay? First story I made :cry: