Hivelings Pt. 8: Swarmers
Cassidy shrugged. “Hey, it’s fine,” she said. “English is pretty far removed from Russian, I think…” She paused and looked him over. “What are you, anyway?” she asked. “I’ve never seen a wasp version of a hiveling…”
Ivan chuckled. “Da, not big surprise,” he replied. “Swarmers are almost rare as gold. More common in tropics, though, and not risking extinction.” His wings buzzed a bit.
He’s kinda cute, Cassidy thought. “By the way, you know what the Vore class is about?” she asked.
Ivan shoo his head. “I am as confused as you,” he responded. “Anyways, I must get to class. Nice meeting you,” he said, waving goodbye.
Cassidy smiled. “I like him,” she said.
Ellis giggled. “Are you sure you don’t LOVE him?” she teased.
Cassidy shot her a glare, then chuckled.