Power Play

Why did you have to be so rude?", asked the flower to the butterfly, while tearing up. The butterfly replied in sarcasm, "Well, your existence lie in my hands, your heirs' at my mercy". "This is the dance of existence, where you - be my puppet." The flower stood still, in disbelief, "This could not have happened, if I didn't get stuck, in your dominion", "You have no choice, but to serve your master, that is, me." And the flower could do nothing, and ended up serving the butterfly. *Thus, till today the work of pollination is done by butterflies.*