Honey Blair

18 • Sycamore Student • Stupid Rich

[sycamore-queen-bee]

Well, hello there. My name's Honey Blair, but you'd know that if you went to Sycamore. I live in Pinebrook, so you better know who you're talking to. I hang around with Raelynn and Sierra. They're okay, I guess.

[fairyprincessservant]

// @sycamore-queen-bee /nf

[The next day, Fae sits down at the popular table. She's in a cute pink blouse with ruffle sleeves and a long black skirt. She's pulled her hair up into a nice updo.]

Hey, girl!

[sycamore-queen-bee]

Hey.

"Honey, who the hell is she?"

Her name is Fae, and she's sitting with us.

"Why?"

Because I said so.

[fairyprincessservant]

We made a little agreement after school yesterday.

[She shrugs.]

So, did I do okay with the outfit? Sorry, I'm just really nervous. I've never tried to be popular before.

[sycamore-queen-bee]

It's cute, not gonna lie

[fairyprincessservant]

[She blushes slightly.]

Thanks. I'm glad you like it.

[sycamore-queen-bee]

"Isn't she that weird cosplayer-"

If you don't shut it, she's taking your place at the table

[fairyprincessservant]

[That's a weird feeling. She's gained power over one of the most popular girls in school. She could become the new best friend someday. She could be popular.]

[sycamore-queen-bee]

You okay, Fae?

[fairyprincessservant]

[She smiles over at Honey.]

I've never been better!

[sycamore-queen-bee]

Good

[fairyprincessservant]

Thank you for letting me hang out with you guys.

[She smooths out her skirt.]

So, what does being popular normally require?

[sycamore-queen-bee]

Keep that kind of style up, listen to me, and don't let anyone get in your way

[fairyprincessservant]

[She nods, making a mental note.]

Got it.

[sycamore-queen-bee]

That's good. You're learning already

[fairyprincessservant]

// @sycamore-queen-bee /nf

[The next day, Fae sits down at the popular table. She's in a cute pink blouse with ruffle sleeves and a long black skirt. She's pulled her hair up into a nice updo.]

Hey, girl!

[sycamore-queen-bee]

Hey.

"Honey, who the hell is she?"

Her name is Fae, and she's sitting with us.

"Why?"

Because I said so.

[fairyprincessservant]

We made a little agreement after school yesterday.

[She shrugs.]

So, did I do okay with the outfit? Sorry, I'm just really nervous. I've never tried to be popular before.

[sycamore-queen-bee]

It's cute, not gonna lie

[fairyprincessservant]

[She blushes slightly.]

Thanks. I'm glad you like it.

[sycamore-queen-bee]

"Isn't she that weird cosplayer-"

If you don't shut it, she's taking your place at the table

[fairyprincessservant]

[That's a weird feeling. She's gained power over one of the most popular girls in school. She could become the new best friend someday. She could be popular.]

[sycamore-queen-bee]

You okay, Fae?

[fairyprincessservant]

[She smiles over at Honey.]

I've never been better!

[sycamore-queen-bee]

Good

[fairyprincessservant]

Thank you for letting me hang out with you guys.

[She smooths out her skirt.]

So, what does being popular normally require?

[sycamore-queen-bee]

Keep that kind of style up, listen to me, and don't let anyone get in your way

[fairyprincessservant]

// @sycamore-queen-bee /nf

[The next day, Fae sits down at the popular table. She's in a cute pink blouse with ruffle sleeves and a long black skirt. She's pulled her hair up into a nice updo.]

Hey, girl!

[sycamore-queen-bee]

Hey.

"Honey, who the hell is she?"

Her name is Fae, and she's sitting with us.

"Why?"

Because I said so.

[fairyprincessservant]

We made a little agreement after school yesterday.

[She shrugs.]

So, did I do okay with the outfit? Sorry, I'm just really nervous. I've never tried to be popular before.

[sycamore-queen-bee]

It's cute, not gonna lie

[fairyprincessservant]

[She blushes slightly.]

Thanks. I'm glad you like it.

[sycamore-queen-bee]

"Isn't she that weird cosplayer-"

If you don't shut it, she's taking your place at the table

[fairyprincessservant]

[That's a weird feeling. She's gained power over one of the most popular girls in school. She could become the new best friend someday. She could be popular.]

[sycamore-queen-bee]

You okay, Fae?

[fairyprincessservant]

[She smiles over at Honey.]

I've never been better!

[sycamore-queen-bee]

Good

[fairyprincessservant]

// @sycamore-queen-bee /nf

[The next day, Fae sits down at the popular table. She's in a cute pink blouse with ruffle sleeves and a long black skirt. She's pulled her hair up into a nice updo.]

Hey, girl!

[sycamore-queen-bee]

Hey.

"Honey, who the hell is she?"

Her name is Fae, and she's sitting with us.

"Why?"

Because I said so.

[fairyprincessservant]

We made a little agreement after school yesterday.

[She shrugs.]

So, did I do okay with the outfit? Sorry, I'm just really nervous. I've never tried to be popular before.

[sycamore-queen-bee]

It's cute, not gonna lie

[fairyprincessservant]

[She blushes slightly.]

Thanks. I'm glad you like it.

[sycamore-queen-bee]

"Isn't she that weird cosplayer-"

If you don't shut it, she's taking your place at the table

[fairyprincessservant]

[That's a weird feeling. She's gained power over one of the most popular girls in school. She could become the new best friend someday. She could be popular.]

[sycamore-queen-bee]

You okay, Fae?

[fairyprincessservant]

// @sycamore-queen-bee /nf

[The next day, Fae sits down at the popular table. She's in a cute pink blouse with ruffle sleeves and a long black skirt. She's pulled her hair up into a nice updo.]

Hey, girl!

[sycamore-queen-bee]

Hey.

"Honey, who the hell is she?"

Her name is Fae, and she's sitting with us.

"Why?"

Because I said so.

[fairyprincessservant]

We made a little agreement after school yesterday.

[She shrugs.]

So, did I do okay with the outfit? Sorry, I'm just really nervous. I've never tried to be popular before.

[sycamore-queen-bee]

It's cute, not gonna lie

[fairyprincessservant]

[She blushes slightly.]

Thanks. I'm glad you like it.

[sycamore-queen-bee]

"Isn't she that weird cosplayer-"

If you don't shut it, she's taking your place at the table

[fairyprincessservant]

// @sycamore-queen-bee /nf

[The next day, Fae sits down at the popular table. She's in a cute pink blouse with ruffle sleeves and a long black skirt. She's pulled her hair up into a nice updo.]

Hey, girl!

[sycamore-queen-bee]

Hey.

"Honey, who the hell is she?"

Her name is Fae, and she's sitting with us.

"Why?"

Because I said so.

[fairyprincessservant]

We made a little agreement after school yesterday.

[She shrugs.]

So, did I do okay with the outfit? Sorry, I'm just really nervous. I've never tried to be popular before.

[sycamore-queen-bee]

It's cute, not gonna lie

[fairyprincessservant]

// @sycamore-queen-bee /nf

[The next day, Fae sits down at the popular table. She's in a cute pink blouse with ruffle sleeves and a long black skirt. She's pulled her hair up into a nice updo.]

Hey, girl!

[sycamore-queen-bee]

Hey.

"Honey, who the hell is she?"

Her name is Fae, and she's sitting with us.

"Why?"

Because I said so.

[fairyprincessservant]

// Open starter!

[Fae leaves Sycamore at the end of a particularly rough school day. She accidentally bumps into (your muse) on her way out the gates.]

Oh, sorry!

[sycamore-queen-bee]

Watch it, weirdo.

[Bumping into the Queen Bee is usually NOT a good sign]

[fairyprincessservant]

[Fae looks down, bumping her glasses up. She's somehow managed to avoid the popular crowd for a while. Why did today have to be the day?]

S-sorry...

[She lets her wings droop, trying to seem less intimidating.]

[sycamore-queen-bee]

[Honey rolls her eyes]

I'll let you off with a warning this time. Don't let it happen again

[fairyprincessservant]

Y-yes, Honey...

[She sighs. She wishes she could pull her glasses off, reveal her extra eyes, the fire, everything. She wants to strike fear into this girl's heart.]

[sycamore-queen-bee]

Now move along

[fairyprincessservant]

[Well, now she wants to pick a bit of a fight. Heck, if she can beat the popular kid, collect her soul for Blinky, it would be one of her proudest achievements! She raises a fireball.]

Hmmm, I don't think so.

[sycamore-queen-bee]

...what the hell is that?!

[fairyprincessservant]

A little pinch of magic. Did you think the wings were just normal?

[sycamore-queen-bee]

I thought you were some kind of weirdo cosplayer

[fairyprincessservant]

And I just wear my cosplay every day at school?

[She shakes her head.]

You've messed with a real life fae, Honey.

[sycamore-queen-bee]

Hey, woah, we can - we can talk about this

[fairyprincessservant]

Maybe.

[She smirks.]

But what is there to talk about? The fact that you're a total bitch?

[sycamore-queen-bee]

Doesn't mean you have to kill me!

[fairyprincessservant]

Well, I'm not planning on it just yet. Prove to me you're worth keeping alive.

[sycamore-queen-bee]

I - I can let you sit with me and my friends, make you popular-

[fairyprincessservant]

[She lowers her hand.]

Hmmm. Very well then.

[sycamore-queen-bee]

[She sighs in relief]

So, uh, see ya tommorow, I guess?

[fairyprincessservant]

See you tomorrow. Any particular dress code your group has?

[sycamore-queen-bee]

Just dress nicely

[fairyprincessservant]

// Open starter!

[Fae leaves Sycamore at the end of a particularly rough school day. She accidentally bumps into (your muse) on her way out the gates.]

Oh, sorry!

[sycamore-queen-bee]

Watch it, weirdo.

[Bumping into the Queen Bee is usually NOT a good sign]

[fairyprincessservant]

[Fae looks down, bumping her glasses up. She's somehow managed to avoid the popular crowd for a while. Why did today have to be the day?]

S-sorry...

[She lets her wings droop, trying to seem less intimidating.]

[sycamore-queen-bee]

[Honey rolls her eyes]

I'll let you off with a warning this time. Don't let it happen again

[fairyprincessservant]

Y-yes, Honey...

[She sighs. She wishes she could pull her glasses off, reveal her extra eyes, the fire, everything. She wants to strike fear into this girl's heart.]

[sycamore-queen-bee]

Now move along

[fairyprincessservant]

[Well, now she wants to pick a bit of a fight. Heck, if she can beat the popular kid, collect her soul for Blinky, it would be one of her proudest achievements! She raises a fireball.]

Hmmm, I don't think so.

[sycamore-queen-bee]

...what the hell is that?!

[fairyprincessservant]

A little pinch of magic. Did you think the wings were just normal?

[sycamore-queen-bee]

I thought you were some kind of weirdo cosplayer

[fairyprincessservant]

And I just wear my cosplay every day at school?

[She shakes her head.]

You've messed with a real life fae, Honey.

[sycamore-queen-bee]

Hey, woah, we can - we can talk about this

[fairyprincessservant]

Maybe.

[She smirks.]

But what is there to talk about? The fact that you're a total bitch?

[sycamore-queen-bee]

Doesn't mean you have to kill me!

[fairyprincessservant]

Well, I'm not planning on it just yet. Prove to me you're worth keeping alive.

[sycamore-queen-bee]

I - I can let you sit with me and my friends, make you popular-

[fairyprincessservant]

[She lowers her hand.]

Hmmm. Very well then.

[sycamore-queen-bee]

[She sighs in relief]

So, uh, see ya tommorow, I guess?

[fairyprincessservant]

// Open starter!

[Fae leaves Sycamore at the end of a particularly rough school day. She accidentally bumps into (your muse) on her way out the gates.]

Oh, sorry!

[sycamore-queen-bee]

Watch it, weirdo.

[Bumping into the Queen Bee is usually NOT a good sign]

[fairyprincessservant]

[Fae looks down, bumping her glasses up. She's somehow managed to avoid the popular crowd for a while. Why did today have to be the day?]

S-sorry...

[She lets her wings droop, trying to seem less intimidating.]

[sycamore-queen-bee]

[Honey rolls her eyes]

I'll let you off with a warning this time. Don't let it happen again

[fairyprincessservant]

Y-yes, Honey...

[She sighs. She wishes she could pull her glasses off, reveal her extra eyes, the fire, everything. She wants to strike fear into this girl's heart.]

[sycamore-queen-bee]

Now move along

[fairyprincessservant]

[Well, now she wants to pick a bit of a fight. Heck, if she can beat the popular kid, collect her soul for Blinky, it would be one of her proudest achievements! She raises a fireball.]

Hmmm, I don't think so.

[sycamore-queen-bee]

...what the hell is that?!

[fairyprincessservant]

A little pinch of magic. Did you think the wings were just normal?

[sycamore-queen-bee]

I thought you were some kind of weirdo cosplayer

[fairyprincessservant]

And I just wear my cosplay every day at school?

[She shakes her head.]

You've messed with a real life fae, Honey.

[sycamore-queen-bee]

Hey, woah, we can - we can talk about this

[fairyprincessservant]

Maybe.

[She smirks.]

But what is there to talk about? The fact that you're a total bitch?

[sycamore-queen-bee]

Doesn't mean you have to kill me!

[fairyprincessservant]

Well, I'm not planning on it just yet. Prove to me you're worth keeping alive.

[sycamore-queen-bee]

I - I can let you sit with me and my friends, make you popular-

[fairyprincessservant]

// Open starter!

[Fae leaves Sycamore at the end of a particularly rough school day. She accidentally bumps into (your muse) on her way out the gates.]

Oh, sorry!

[sycamore-queen-bee]

Watch it, weirdo.

[Bumping into the Queen Bee is usually NOT a good sign]

[fairyprincessservant]

[Fae looks down, bumping her glasses up. She's somehow managed to avoid the popular crowd for a while. Why did today have to be the day?]

S-sorry...

[She lets her wings droop, trying to seem less intimidating.]

[sycamore-queen-bee]

[Honey rolls her eyes]

I'll let you off with a warning this time. Don't let it happen again

[fairyprincessservant]

Y-yes, Honey...

[She sighs. She wishes she could pull her glasses off, reveal her extra eyes, the fire, everything. She wants to strike fear into this girl's heart.]

[sycamore-queen-bee]

Now move along

[fairyprincessservant]

[Well, now she wants to pick a bit of a fight. Heck, if she can beat the popular kid, collect her soul for Blinky, it would be one of her proudest achievements! She raises a fireball.]

Hmmm, I don't think so.

[sycamore-queen-bee]

...what the hell is that?!

[fairyprincessservant]

A little pinch of magic. Did you think the wings were just normal?

[sycamore-queen-bee]

I thought you were some kind of weirdo cosplayer

[fairyprincessservant]

And I just wear my cosplay every day at school?

[She shakes her head.]

You've messed with a real life fae, Honey.

[sycamore-queen-bee]

Hey, woah, we can - we can talk about this

[fairyprincessservant]

Maybe.

[She smirks.]

But what is there to talk about? The fact that you're a total bitch?

[sycamore-queen-bee]

Doesn't mean you have to kill me!

[sycamore-queen-bee]

Hey hey hey!

@a-forgotten-member

What?

[a-forgotten-member]

Mhm.

[Honey's mind keeps evaporating into smoke until she's just a shell of a person. Atleast she won't be conscious enough to experience what's going to happen]

[sycamore-queen-bee]

[She just keeps walking without knowing why]

[a-forgotten-member]

[They arrive at Nibbly's altar. Harper places her in the center, ready to summon the lord]

I'm so sorry.

[sycamore-queen-bee]

[She glances at her, confused]

[a-forgotten-member]

[Harper mutters a spell calling out to the one who feasts in the dark. A massive mind of flesh emerges from the ground, smelling of rotten meat and dried blood]

What have you brought me today, little one?

[sycamore-queen-bee]

[She stands there, the lack of mind hiding her fear]

[a-forgotten-member]

I got...her. She's very mean to others.

Ooh, just what I wanted.

[A large mouth opens wide, enough to eat her whole]

[sycamore-queen-bee]

[She stares at the yellow teeth of the flesh mouth]

[a-forgotten-member]

[The strong jaw bites off her head, leaving the body decapitated]

Honey yum yum.

[sycamore-queen-bee]

[To Nibbly, at least, she might taste like actual Honey]

[sycamore-queen-bee]

Hey hey hey!

@a-forgotten-member

What?

[a-forgotten-member]

Mhm.

[Honey's mind keeps evaporating into smoke until she's just a shell of a person. Atleast she won't be conscious enough to experience what's going to happen]

[sycamore-queen-bee]

[She just keeps walking without knowing why]

[a-forgotten-member]

[They arrive at Nibbly's altar. Harper places her in the center, ready to summon the lord]

I'm so sorry.

[sycamore-queen-bee]

[She glances at her, confused]

[a-forgotten-member]

[Harper mutters a spell calling out to the one who feasts in the dark. A massive mind of flesh emerges from the ground, smelling of rotten meat and dried blood]

What have you brought me today, little one?

[sycamore-queen-bee]

[She stands there, the lack of mind hiding her fear]

[a-forgotten-member]

I got...her. She's very mean to others.

Ooh, just what I wanted.

[A large mouth opens wide, enough to eat her whole]

[sycamore-queen-bee]

[She stares at the yellow teeth of the flesh mouth]

[sycamore-queen-bee]

Hey hey hey!

@a-forgotten-member

What?

[a-forgotten-member]

Mhm.

[Honey's mind keeps evaporating into smoke until she's just a shell of a person. Atleast she won't be conscious enough to experience what's going to happen]

[sycamore-queen-bee]

[She just keeps walking without knowing why]

[a-forgotten-member]

[They arrive at Nibbly's altar. Harper places her in the center, ready to summon the lord]

I'm so sorry.

[sycamore-queen-bee]

[She glances at her, confused]

[a-forgotten-member]

[Harper mutters a spell calling out to the one who feasts in the dark. A massive mind of flesh emerges from the ground, smelling of rotten meat and dried blood]

What have you brought me today, little one?

[sycamore-queen-bee]

[She stands there, the lack of mind hiding her fear]

[sycamore-queen-bee]

Hey hey hey!

@a-forgotten-member

What?

[a-forgotten-member]

Mhm.

[Honey's mind keeps evaporating into smoke until she's just a shell of a person. Atleast she won't be conscious enough to experience what's going to happen]

[sycamore-queen-bee]

[She just keeps walking without knowing why]

[a-forgotten-member]

[They arrive at Nibbly's altar. Harper places her in the center, ready to summon the lord]

I'm so sorry.

[sycamore-queen-bee]

[She glances at her, confused]

[fairyprincessservant]

// Open starter!

[Fae leaves Sycamore at the end of a particularly rough school day. She accidentally bumps into (your muse) on her way out the gates.]

Oh, sorry!

[sycamore-queen-bee]

Watch it, weirdo.

[Bumping into the Queen Bee is usually NOT a good sign]

[fairyprincessservant]

[Fae looks down, bumping her glasses up. She's somehow managed to avoid the popular crowd for a while. Why did today have to be the day?]

S-sorry...

[She lets her wings droop, trying to seem less intimidating.]

[sycamore-queen-bee]

[Honey rolls her eyes]

I'll let you off with a warning this time. Don't let it happen again

[fairyprincessservant]

Y-yes, Honey...

[She sighs. She wishes she could pull her glasses off, reveal her extra eyes, the fire, everything. She wants to strike fear into this girl's heart.]

[sycamore-queen-bee]

Now move along

[fairyprincessservant]

[Well, now she wants to pick a bit of a fight. Heck, if she can beat the popular kid, collect her soul for Blinky, it would be one of her proudest achievements! She raises a fireball.]

Hmmm, I don't think so.

[sycamore-queen-bee]

...what the hell is that?!

[fairyprincessservant]

A little pinch of magic. Did you think the wings were just normal?

[sycamore-queen-bee]

I thought you were some kind of weirdo cosplayer

[fairyprincessservant]

And I just wear my cosplay every day at school?

[She shakes her head.]

You've messed with a real life fae, Honey.

[sycamore-queen-bee]

Hey, woah, we can - we can talk about this