Dean struggled against the bee-men as the grabbed at him, pulling at his honey and caramel covered arms and legs. He tried pulling away from them, but his arms were thick and heavy with the sweet ooze. The bee-men made sure to coat every inch of his body. The only place they haven't touched was his face. His hair was sticky with thick globs of honey. When every part of his lean body was coated, they stuck him to the hive and parted ways, leaving him to dry, struggling against his honey bound. Dean's muffled cry for help were left unheard by the world.
From his prison, Dean could see all the activity in the kitchen. Charlie had exited from where he went to find the girls. The girls were not with him and he looked frightened for some reason. He could he a joyful cackle from the room, followed by stereo giggles. Charlie ran out the rooms, just as two human sized dolls that looked oddly like Susan and Mary came out and ran after him.
He tried to yell for his friend, but nothing came out. The old lady walked by him and looked down. She looked right at Dean and smiled.
"Oh look, another bee-man for my colleny." she said happily and she poked Dean in the stomach. He whined against his gag. She reached down and plucked it out of his mouth. Thank god.
"Lady, you have to help me! They're going to turn me into a bee!" he said and he tried to move. He panicked when the only thing that would respond was his head.
"Now why would I do that? You obviously didn't listen when I said to wait for me. My shrunk you down as punishment and now you'll join the rest of the boys who did not listen." she said cheerfully.
"You-You can't be serious!"
"Oh of course I am honey. Oh, I made a funny." she laughed and turned away. Dean started screaming for her.
"No! Come back! I'll do anything! I swear! Wait!"
She stopped, as if considering the offer. She did not turn to him, but her body language seemed thoughtful.
"Anything? hmmmmm."
As she considered this, the bee-men returned. Their buzzing wings filled the usually tough Dean with panic. He tried to fight them off, but his coat of honey and caramel became solid like cement and he couldn't budge. They on the other hand seemed to be able to move him and pulled his limbs. Thick strings of the caramel hive pulled along with his limbs as they spread him spread eagle. One bee-man flew up to him with a weird looking gun.
He fired thick globs of yellow liquid at his chest and it started to spread.
"Join us." they all buzzed. "This honey will make you join us."
"No!" Dean barked through gritted teeth as the yellow honey spread faster over his body. The old lady snapped her figures and turned to Dean.
"I got it!"