You stood and watched as the stallion before you observed the beehive thoughtfully.

He looked over it every which way, studying it's structure, watching as the bees within come and go.

He looked to you, and you give him a thumbs up.

He nodded, and began to climb the tree. You watched from below, a huge grin on your face at what he was going to do.

He got to the branch the hive was on and slowly inched his way towards it. The branch creaked and groaned under his weight, but it held — though the bees were aware of his presence.

"Whatever you're going to do, do it now," you said. "Those bees know you're there, and they look pissed."

The stallion nodded — then suddenly he grabbed the beehive. You watched in horror as he shoved it into his mouth and chewed furiously, swallowing every last piece.

Needless to say, the bees did not like this and gave chase. It did not end well for your stupidly intrepid companion — which is why you are now standing in front of his tombstone with a rose in your hand, looking solemnly at the inscription chiselled into the rock.

You put the rose on the grave and sigh. "In hindsight..." you mutter. "In hindsight, maybe daring him to get rid of the hive wasn't such a good idea after all."

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See what happens when you give me silly challenges, Tyrian? Shit like this happens.

FUN FACT: 'Melli Fera' came from Apis mellifera, the Latin name for the common honey bee.