I would like to tell you all a little story, here goes:
There was a fly, and while he was flying around he found some lovely rotting peaches. As he touched down he discovered that he was not alone, there where a lot of other flies around.

Fortunately the flies where al friendly and they all enjoyed a feast meal together.
But then they where startled by a strange low pitch buzzing, not like any fly they had ever heard. They looked up to see who it was but..
SNAP!!
It was allready to late

It was a wasp they had heard, and it had grabbed our litlle fly-friend.
They struggled and fought wildly and all over the place.
The fly gave it's best try, but it did not matter

The wasp was much stronger and had a firm grip on the poor little fly.
He chewed off the fly's little feet one by one and to finish it off it chewed off the fly's head.

After the was was finished with readying his cargo for transport he flew off to his home to feed the fly to the colony's ever-hungry children.
Therefore, the fly did not live happily ever after
Good night, don't let any bugs bite
All the best,
Tom B
P.S. Sorry for the fourth shot and comments and advice allways welcome