The Caterpillar Brags About a Famous Relative by yadykaryn
"That's just what my Great-grandfather used to say," the caterpillar agreed. He stood up on his back legs and cleared his throat. "That reminds me. Did I ever tell you about the time he met this human girl?"
Sprite looked over at ladybug who rolled her eyes.
But Mrs. Bee folded her hands in her lap and smiled. She loved a good story, no matter how many times it had been told.
"What was her name again, dear?" she said.
The caterpillar frowned.
"I don't know," he said. "Grandfather never could get her say. He had to keep asking who she was."