Raising 10,000 Bees (in my home)

Here are 10,000 bees, and over the next hundred days they'll live in my home. But becoming a hive means fighting fear, death and war. Their survival means everything to the queen, to the planet. And now, to me. The only problem... I've never done this before. Oh, no, no, no, that one just stung me. Look at him.

If I could find the queen, the rest of the bees will follow me home. But there's a catch. They all look the same. They all look the same. The bees will do anything to protect their queen. She is the one who started this. And she is the only one who can finish it.

Dude. What? And then I noticed it. They weren't just flying. They were marching. Marching to their queen. Queen, Queen. Queen. Queen. Queen. After an hour of pain, I had finally found her. The leader of the hive. But my journey as a beekeeper has only just begun. And with the queen captured, the bees made their way inside.

But when I brought them home, I knew they would not be safe for long. Too many bees in too little space. I didn't have much time. I decided to turn my cabinet into a beehive. A tube lets them travel between the inside and outside world. But to move the bees in, I have to wait for nightfall.

Bees cannot fly in the dark, so this should be easy. The first step is to get the queen. But they were extremely defensive. I have to be careful not to cause alarm. One wrong move and the whole colony will panic. So I gently placed the queen into the hive. The rest of the bees should follow her scent.

They didn't move, didn't care. So I tried scooping them into the entrance. But this caused them to panic. Help, help, help! The bees had no idea where to go. I forgot to zip up the bee suit. They swarmed the cameras, the lights, and even our heads. Yeah, I hear them in my head.