Okay, so as you know I am a writer and with that means that I write a lot... I try to write everyday because it makes me feel better about myself. (I also have so many stories that need to be told that I need to write almost everyday)

 

But this section is going to be a blog/sneak peaks to what I am working on. This might include snippets of future work, extra scenes, or just thoughts that I am having. (And possibly some fun facts about me and moments from my day-to-day life)  

 

This section might eventually change if I decide to have a Patreon (but I am not sure. I am still new to what I want to do with my website and author brand. So just work with me, please)

Here is a sneak peak to a short story that I wrote that is set in the Bugztopia PD Series.

Many years ago, in the small town of Bugztopia, there was a young butterfly who only saw the good in the world. All she knew was the love of her parents, the love she had for her friend, and the love that she had for her city. Everything in this butterfly’s life was perfect.

On the outskirts of Bugztopia near the farmlands of Bloodsucker Territory, in a small dirt house with a jungle gym in the backyard, giggles could be heard throughout the neighborhood of ants. The laughter of children playing could always be heard from this little house with the odd red and black ant, who played with her orange and black butterfly friend.

The family that lived here was different from most insects around Bugztopia. They didn’t have many friends outside their small group of friends that have been together since they were little. But the bugs involved in the friendship were a pair of ants and a pair of butterflies, who each had a kid who grew up to be friends just like their parents.

The dads of these young insects were best friends and they did everything together. They went to the same college to learn how to run a business. And the house that the little odd ant lives in was built by the dads. This family of ants and this family of butterflies only knew how to love with their whole hearts.

Hearing the giggling of small children, in the backyard of this dirt mound of a house, a red ant wearing a black dress could be seen sitting on a lawn chair as she watched two little insects playing. One was her daughter, an interesting colored ant who was mostly red with black features, having colors from both of her parents. Then there was an orange and black monarch butterfly, the little odd ant’s best friend. These two were inseparable. They did everything together.

“Red, please be careful,” the mother ant said as she watched over the children as they played with the puddles of water from last night's rain. “Remember, dear, that Renee can’t get her wings wet.”

“I know, I know, Mommy,” the little red and black ant named Red said as she played around with her monarch butterfly friend.

“Ehh!” a small shriek could be heard coming from the butterfly as she got splashed with water.

“Red Ant, what did I tell you?” the ant's mother said as she stood near the little insects.

“Sorry, Mommy,” the little ant said.

Hearing a chuckle from behind her, the mother turned around to see her black ant husband coming out of the house with a cup of coffee. 

“Oh, Lizzy,” the male ant said as he stood behind the mother ant, “Red would never mean to hurt Renee. They are just playing. There is no need to be so worried.”

“That may be true, Anthony, but Renee shouldn’t get wet. It could ruin her wings,” the mother ant named Lizzy said. “I don’t want her wings to end up like her dad’s. I feel so bad for Ben. I am really ashamed that I ended up hurting Ben’s wings. I didn’t think anything of it when I splashed him with water while we were building.

“Oh, Lizzy, Ben doesn’t blame you for his wings. Besides, he says that it makes him look tougher.”

“Ben looks tough, ha,” the mother jokes. “He could never look mean. Ben is just the sweetest bug around.”

“I am right here,” the black ant said.

“You know what I mean, Anthony. But I do wish that Ben could have been able to teach his daughter to fly.”

“Katherine can do that,” the dad said, speaking of the parents of the young monarch butterfly that was playing in the yard with their daughter.

“Katherine isn’t her real mother.”

“She may not be blood related to Renee but that doesn’t make her any less of a mother.”

“I know,” Lizzy said with a sigh as she looked back out to the kids. “I just worry. What if something were to happen to Renee while we were with her? Would Ben be mad at us? Would they say that we are terrible parents? Would they take Red away from us?” the red ant rattled off.

“Lizzy, Lizzy,” the male ant said as he touched his wife’s shoulder to calm her. “Everything will be just fine. Kids play, and kids get hurt. No one would blame you.”

“I know that kids get hurt but… I fear that this will be what makes Ben sue me for ruining his wing.”

“Relax, honey,” the ant named Anthony said. “Ben doesn’t blame you. Everything will be just fine.”

“But Anthony,” the mother whined. “We are ants hanging out with butterflies. I am an ant that ruined a butterfly’s chance to fly. Everyone knows that.”

“It is okay, Lizzy. There is nothing to fear.”

The red ant glared at her husband as he said, “Breath, honey. Everything will be just fine.”

Inhaling even though she didn’t want to, the mother ant did as she was told and looked out toward the kids.

Looking up toward the kids, Anthony was about to say something before being interrupted by the ringing of his phone, looking down to see “Citron Colony,” written across the screen. “Hey, babe. I have to take this. I will be right back.”

“Who is it?”

“A business from Insectopolis. They are helping me out with the start-up of ANT Hill.”

“Okay, but don’t be long. Ben and Katherine should be here soon.”

“I will make it quick,” the male ant said as he walked toward the house and answered the phone.

As Lizzy watched her husband leave, her attention was drawn back to the kids when her daughter called out to her friend saying, “I am going to get you, Renee.”

“Good luck,” the young butterfly chuckled as she took off running.

“Be careful,” the mother said but the kids didn’t hear her because they were laughing too hard. Lizzy shook her head as she leaned back in her chair and looked up at the sky to see a bright blue sky with white puffy clouds. Today was a good day.

“You can’t get me, you can’t get me,” the young butterfly named Renee called out mockingly to her friend as she stood on top of the little hill in the backyard.

“We will see about that,” the ant named Red said as she ran over to the water hose, ready to spray her friend. “Mommy, can you turn on the hose?”

Lizzy looked over to where her daughter was and said, “I am not about to turn on the water, you know that could really hurt Renee!”

“Don’t worry, Miss Lizzy. Red can’t hurt me. I am too far away,” the butterfly said as she used her wings and started to fly up.

“Hey, that isn’t fair,” the young ant whined. 

“You can’t get me, you can’t get me,” Renee said in a taunt.

“Mommy, get her down,” Red cried to her mom.

Shaking her head, Lizzy said, “Renee, get down. I don’t want you to get hurt yourself.”

“I won’t get hurt, Miss Lizzy. I know how to fly.”

“Renee,” Lizzy said in a demanding tone.

“No, I am not coming down,” Renee said as she put her hand on her hip and looked down at the ant.

“Well, then I am going to come and get you,” a deep voice called out as a pair of monarch butterflies came from around the house. “You better fly, Renee,” the male butterfly said.

“Ahh, Daddy, no,” Renee called out as she paused.

“I am going to get you,” the dad butterfly said as he started to flap his wings.

“Ben don’t,” Lizzy said as she watched her friend zip over to Renee and wrap his arms around the young butterfly. 

“Got you,” Ben said, showing no pain from his bad wing.

Giggling at her dad, the butterflies flew down to the ground. “That isn’t fair, Daddy. You can fly faster than me,” Renee whined.

“Don’t worry, Renee. One day you will be able to escape from me.”

“No, I won’t. You are bigger than me,” the butterfly cried.

“Renee, don’t cry. I was just messing with you,” the dad said as he comforted his young daughter.

“Got you,” Renee called out as she quickly fled from her dad. 

“Oh, Renee,” Ben Monarch said with a chuckle.

“Renee, wait for me,” the little red ant called out for her friend.

“Hurry up, Red.”

Shaking their heads at the young insects, Ben walked over to where the mother was sitting and stood by his new wife.

“How is life treating you, Katherine?” Lizzy Ant asked. “How has Renee been with the idea of you being her new mommy?”

“I think everything is going well. She is such a sweet kid,” Katherine Monarch said. “I feared that she would be mad at me for being her new mommy, but she has warmed up to me nicely.”

“That is because she loves you,” Ben said.

“I don’t know about love. That seems a little quick,” Katherine said.

“At this age, everything is quick,” Ben said.

“That’s no joke,” Lizzy said as everyone’s attention was drawn to a scream. “What is going on?” Lizzy asked as they rushed over to the young insects. 

Making their way over to the kids, the parents stopped at the scene in front of them. Renee was on the ground crying as she held onto her antenna. 

“Renee, what is wrong?” Ben asked as he rushed over to his daughter.

“I… I ran into a tree and my… my antenna… it hurt,” the young butterfly cried.

“Let me see,” Ben said.

“I want Mommy to look at it,” Renee cried.

“Okay, okay,” Ben said as he looked up to his new wife.

Katherine paused as she walked over to Renee, whose antenna was bleeding.

“Mommy,” the butterfly cried. Upon hearing this little butterfly call her mom, Katherine jumped into place as she stood by her injured daughter.

“I am sorry, I am sorry, Renee. I didn’t see the tree,” Red cried as she rushed to her mom as if she had done something wrong.

“It is okay, Red. It was an accident,” Ben said as his wife looked over Renee. “What do you think, doc?”

“I think it is broken,” Katherine said as she gently moved the injured antenna which caused Renee to whimper.

“I… I don’t… I don’t want… a broken… a broken antenna.”

“It will be okay,” Katherine said. “Ben, let’s take her to the hospital.”

“That sounds like a good idea,” Ben said.

“I am sorry,” Red said as she started to cry.

“It will be okay, Red. We know it was an accident,” Ben said.

“Renee… Renee… are you mad at me?” Red cried.

“No,” Renee said through the tears.

“Good,” Red said. “We are best friends. I don’t want you to be mad at me.”

“I know,” Renee said, crying more as Katherine touched her antenna. “Mommy that hurt!”

“I know, honey. Ben, we should go,” Katherine said.

“Right, we will see you later, Lizzy,” Ben said as he went to pick up his daughter.

“Okay,” Lizzy said as Red started to cry because she didn’t know what else to do.

“Bye, Red,” Renee said in tears as her daddy picked her up.

“Bye, Renee. I am sorry,” Red cried as she watched her friend leave.