The Baker and The Beekeeper

So opposite the Beekeeper and the Baker would be. One works in the safety of the indoors while the other risks the sharp stings of their outdoor companions. Inside and outside. Sweet and savory. Sharp and soft.

Yet, both of them work with a hive of heat and activity in pursuit of creating a brilliant taste.

I imagine the Beekeeper would be put together. They would keep their neat, pressed clothes safe under their bee jacket, emerging at the end of the day as fresh as when they dressed that morning. The Baker, on the other hand, would be wild and unkempt. Covered from head to toe in flour, they would be flushed, out of breath, and frantic at any given moment. No less ready to please, though. That is what they live for.

They would meet in unfortunate circumstances. The Beekeeper would be new to their craft and would take far too many stings to ignore. They stop by their local Bakery to get a sweet treat to soothe their soul and their wounded ego.

"Wasp or bee?" the Baker would ask, eyeing the angry welts while fetching the requested pastry.

"Bees, so many bees," the Beekeeper would reply, only for the Baker to run into the kitchen quickly in a flurry of flour.

They return to the Beekeeper with a teaspoon full of white powder. They drop it into a small dish with some water and mix it into a paste excitedly.

"Dab this on the stings," they would advise.

The Beekeeper would look at her skeptically,

"It's only baking powder, dear. Works a treat on bee stings."

In return for the Baker's kindness, the Beekeeper would bring them some of their very first jars of honey. Though, they would be more wax than sweetness.

Then, the Baker would take the offerings and make sugar-dusted honey pastries for them both to enjoy, either in wildflower fields or within the Bakery, depending on the weather.

The Beekeeper would learn how to manage their hive without getting stung in the same way the Baker learned how to use their oven without getting burned; trial and error.

Together they would hone their skills as producers of fine goods, attending farmers markets with stalls next to one another. They would refer customers to each other.

"The crystalized lavender honey goes great with this Baker's bread and croissants!"

"A fig bread fan? Try it with this Beekeeper's clear dandelion honey. Thank me later!"

Would they remain as unofficial business partners? Friends?

I like to think they grow old together, perhaps romantically, perhaps not. Either way, they find great happiness in one another's company. They were meant to be companions in life.

They both know what it is to work hard trying to produce the very best-tasting things they can. They know what it's like to have bad sales, failed projects, and how annoying it is to try and design a darn logo!

As such, they stay with the person who makes them feel seen.

The Baker would joke with the Beekeeper when they get grey hairs.

"People will start to think that I am dusting you with icing sugar in my Bakery!"

"Hey! You know, the older bees create the sweetest honey!"

"We both know that is a lie. Now, try this!"

Then the Baker would wave a dangling piece of experimental flaky...something at the Beekeeper. It would, no doubt, be delicious.

A/N: Thank you for reading!

Another one of these 'imagine your own' tales! How do you imagine the Baker and the Beekeeper? What gender are the characters? What era do they live in? What's their proudest work?

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