What's up readers? VickyT36 here with another wir fanfic starring my OC Honey Potts. Enjoy!

Chapter 1: Lonely

Spring

March, 2017

In Los Angeles, California there lived a young woman named Honey Potts. She was 23-years-old, had fair skin, with blonde hair that went just past her shoulders, and green eyes. Honey was a kind, compassionate, and generous person, but she was timid and could be rather quiet.

Currently, she was working hard at a bar one evening. She was the bartender, and spent almost every night mixing, serving, and pouring drinks.

"Hey barmaid, can I get another scotch over here?" requested a patron.

"Coming up, sir." Honey told him.

She poured the drink, and slid the drink to him.

"Miss, could we get a couple Long Island Iced Teas?" a woman asked.

"Sure thing." Honey replied.

She mixed together several drinks, mixed them up, and served them.

"Whew, pretty busy this evening." she sighed.

As the evening went on, Honey kept serving and mixing the drinks. During a calm period, while Honey cleaned out some of the shot glasses, she felt heard a slurred voice.

"Hey sweetheart, how about a kiss?" it asked.

Honey turned around, and saw a drunk man trying to come onto her.

"Sir how many drinks have you had?" she asked, trying not to sound disgusted by his breath.

"Maybe two or three, but what's the difference?"

Honey pushed him away, and the bouncers at the bar dragged him out. The owner of the bar came out, and saw what had happened.

"You okay, Honey?" he asked her.

"I'm okay, sir." she replied.

The rest of the evening managed to go smoothly, and at 12:30 Honey's shift was finished. She clocked out, and gave her apron to the next bartender. She grabbed her purse, and hurried to the bus stop.

She sat down for about five minutes, and then the bus came. She gave her bus fare, and took a seat. As the bus drove, Honey just stared out the window, watching the dark scenery, and thinking. She didn't really like her job as a bartender, but it was the only job she was able to find that was close enough to her apartment by bus.

She didn't have a car, so the bus was her only option. When the bus came to her stop, she got off, and walked to her apartment. After going inside, riding the elevator, and trudging to her door, she was back home.

Once she was inside, she changed into her pajamas, plopped down into bed, took off her glasses, and went to sleep.

Hours later, she woke up to the sound of buzzing. It was her alarm clock, which read 8:30. After turning it off, she sat up, rubbed the sleep out of her eyes, and put on her glasses. Then she got out of bed, and walked over her desk.

On it was a yellow beehive shaped house.

"Buzz, Bumble, Stinger, time to get up." she said to it.

A little door opened, and three bees flew out. Now they weren't ordinary bees, they were slightly bigger than ordinary bees, and believe it or not they had the ability to speak.

"Morning, Honey." greeted Buzz.

"How you doing?" wondered Bumble.

"Sleep well?" asked Stinger.

Honey smiled. She loved her bees, and was thrilled she was able to speak to them.

"Hey guys, I slept good. So any idea what you want to do today?"

"Hmm, it's a really nice day." observed Buzz, flying over to the window.

"Why don't we go to the park?" Bumble and Stinger agreed.

"Okay, we'll go after some breakfast, and I get dressed."

Honey took a shower, dressed in a yellow shirt, black pants, and yellow shoes. Then after a breakfast of cereal and honey they were out. As they rode the bus, Honey's bees were nestled comfortably in her hair.

She remembered when she first got the ability to meet her bee friends.

It was three years ago when she was 20. She was cleaning up her apartment, and when she opened the window for ventilation, three bees flew in. While most people would've quickly swatted or shooed them out of the room, Honey let them stay in.

She was into bees, and even let them crawl on her hand, they didn't sting her. When the sun went down, the bees still didn't leave. But Honey didn't mind. She liked having them around, she felt like they were the animal friends a princess had.

When the stars started to come out, she stared at them with the bees.

"Like the stars, huh?" she asked them.

The bees just buzzed. Honey looked back up at the stars, and saw one that seemed to sparkle.

"I wish you three bees could talk. I bet we'd have great conversation." she wished.

Then she changed into her pajamas, got into bed, took off her glasses, turned out the light, and went to sleep. The following morning, Honey heard strange voices.

"When do you think she's gonna wake up?" asked a male voice.

"I don't know. How long do humans sleep?" wondered a female voice.

Then her alarm clock went off, and she began stirring and woke up.

"Hey, she's awake." said another male voice.

Honey turned off the clock, and rubbed her eyes.

"Did I leave the TV on?" she asked herself, as she put on her glasses.

Once her vision cleared, she saw that her TV was off, but the bees were still in her room.

"You three are still here?"

"Yeah." they answered.

When Honey heard that she nearly fell out of her bed.

"Y...you can talk?" she sputtered.

"Yes we can." answered the female bee.

"But...but you're bees. Am I still dreaming?" Honey wondered.

She pinched herself, and it hurt, so she was awake.

"We were confused too. But then we remembered the wish you made last night." explained one of the male bees.

"That's right, I did wish you guys could talk."

She couldn't believe that her wish had actually come true.

"What's your name?" asked the other male bee.

"My name's Honey, Honey Potts. What are yours?"

"We don't have any." answered the female bee.

"Well I think you deserve some names." said Honey, holding out her hand.

The three bees gently landed in it.

"Hmm, I'll call you Buzz. You look like a Bumble, and I'll name you, Stinger."

The three bees smiled at their new names.

It was the start of a great friendship.

When the bus came to the park bus stop, Honey and her bees got off. It was a nice day for the park, the sun was shining, the sky was clear, and the air was nice and warm. They walked around, sat on the bench and watched the people, and stopped at a hot dog stand for lunch.

As Honey munched on her hot dog, she saw there were many happy people around. Couples were holding hands, friends were talking, and kids were having fun with their parents. It made her feel a bit sad, because she didn't really gave anyone else besides her bees.

Her parents were deceased, and she didn't have human friends. Things could get very lonely at times.

"Honey, you okay?" asked Buzz.

Honey quickly snapped out her thoughts.

"Yeah, I'm fine." she answered.

They continued their time in the park, and then caught the bus back. Riding back they passed a car dealership place.

"Hey, Honey, how's the car fund coming?" wondered Bumble.

"It's coming along. Slowly, but coming." she replied.

Honey had been saving for the last couple years to buy car, but with the cost of her rent, clothes, food, and small entertainment she had to take some money out of her fund. They got back to her apartment, and decided to watch TV until it was time for Honey to go back to work.

Around 5:30 Honey got ready to leave.

"I'll see you guys tomorrow."

Honey told her bees, as she got her purse.

"Have a nice evening." Stinger told her.

And she was out the door.

At the bar Honey did her job, servings the drinks and snacks. As she worked she spotted several couples. Honey wasn't the jealous type, but she did think girls who had a guy in their lives.

She'd dated guys before in the past, but they never really stuck. They were either rude, didn't think she was good enough, or she just plain didn't like her. But Honey didn't have time to think about that, she had work to do.

And she got back to it.

That's chapter 1, plz review