When Y/N the bee comes across some sort of witchery and becomes a human, she meets Henry. But multitasking her bee life and human life was hard. What might unfold?
Y/N POV—
The hive was packed with our colorful wings, and I turned into my hive (bee) form as I went out, the empty nectar jar in my hands. I went strait to the F/F patch, where I was known. I see a familiar pair of cyan wings.
"Hey, Ian!" I buzz.
"Oh!" He turns around, his jar filled. "How you doin', Y/N?"
"I'm doing good! Just got out to get some more before I call it a night and go over to The CataCombs." I exclaim as I land on a F/F, poking my head in.
"Cool! I just finished my day, so I'm headed back too." I hear Ian grin. "But hey, why sugarcoat my day?" He chuckles.
"Hardy har." I take out my jar, scooping up some nectar. Then something catches my eye. "Hey, what's that?"
"What's what?" Ian goes over to look the same direction. It was a F/F, shiny and glowing brilliantly in the starting dark. "Oh, woah.."
"Holy hives! Do you think the nectar tastes good?" I look to Ian, and he nods. I place down my jar, making a beeline for the strange flower.
"Wow, that's a new one if you'd ask me." Ian follows me, taking hold of my nectar jar.
"It's brilliant!" I gasp, poking my head into the F/F. Sticking my prothoracic in to give a taste, I blacked out. Ian screamed.
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I finally woke. Looking around, the flowers had seemed to shrink, and I was in my comb (pixie) form.
"Y/N!" I hear a squeak, and I look down at my hand, where Ian laid- he was tiny!
"Ian?!" I gasp. "Wait.. what happened?!"
"I don't know! You just grew and switched into comb form! But your antennae and wings are gone.."
"The FLIP?!" I look back, and use my hand to check. "They're gone.. they're actually gone.." I panic.
"Should we get help?" Ian asks.
"I.. no.. they.. AGH!" I mutter a curse. "It's so confusing.."
"Oh.. and worse.. the flower is gone." Ian admits.
"Wait.. so even if I were to try?!" I groan. "This is so hard to deal with."
"Need help?" A British voice rushes over, being careful to not squash the F/Fs.
I stay silent, looking at Ian and back at the man.
"Oh, is it because of the bee? It wont hurt you if you don't hurt it." The man said, coming closer, offering his finger to Ian.
"What should I do?" Ian whispers to me, which the man clearly doesn't hear. I slightly shrug and gesture to his hand. Ian ever so gingerly walks up the finger, then flying off.
"It's simple when you get the hang of it." The man grins. I look at him in shock. "Right, where are my manners? I'm Henry."
"Y/N.." I tell him, getting myself to stand. I avoid the flowers as I walk off.
"Hey, I haven't seen you around these parts. You lost? Or are you new here?" Henry calls to me.
"Uh, I'm just touring?" I guess, looking at Ian. Ian gives his shrug, then flying away. As he passes me, I whisper, "You're really leaving me on my own?"
