Very Waspy Adventures

Very Waspy Adventures

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Thorne, your typical metric paper wasp (Polistes Metricus). She's curious, she's chill (despite what SOME less than correct stereotypes would like to tell you), she likes cherry blossoms, and she sometimes breaks into that kind hoomun's house because she knows she's gonna get sugar water and fruit there. No bug knows its name, they call it the one who sets free. Every bug, from bees to other wasps, to moths, weevils and roaches, too. They all know it. The only words and phrases they understand from it though are "Hello." "Sup?" "Ohhh, hi." "Cute!" "Cutie!" "Hi sweetie!" "Come here-" "Let me free you!" "You're so sweet!" "There you go!" Phrases only wasps understand are "The media did you dirty." "My child!" "Miss ma'am." "Girl-" "You're so pretty!" "I'm a wasp summoning wizard! Every time I talk about the spontaneous house wasp phenomenon, look who shows up? I swear I spawn them in! ...I'm not complaining, but seriously?" Back to the plot: Thorne was always told never to interact with any other bug in a friendly manner. But what if when the one who sets free is gone?
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"Luce, I need to tell you something" Jax said in a soft voice. "Oh no you don't! You say a word and I will send my panda-corns to maul you!" I threatened because I knew what he wanted to tell me and I didn't want to hear it. I never wanted to hear it. "Panda-corns? Seriously Luce" he laughed. I just shrugged and turned to walk away. The chocolate cake I knew was in the fridge was calling to me and I intended on answering its calls. My mouth watering at the thought. But before I managed to move two steps away, an arm grabbed my shoulder and I shuddered from the sparks that erupted through my body. "Luce. I'm your..."Jax began. But before he could say that one word I despised I tore from his grasp screaming "For Narnia!" before bolting out the back door. So I'm Lucille Sanders and I'm not your average 18 year old girl. Because well I guess you could say I was a little insane. Oh and I may happen to be a werewolf but who really cares about that? I may also have a mate. Eww the word even tastes foul in my mouth. But I don't care about that either. I don't want a mate. Because to have a mate is to give your heart to one guy and that's more dangerous than a game of Russian Roulette. So yeah I don't ever want to hear someone say mate to me. So yeah follow my story to see exactly how I try to play hide and seek with fate and hide from the one guy who's bound to just fudging say "Mate!"

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