Post by meesh on Jun 12, 2016 18:58:24 GMT
The Vespiqueen who had requested the job hadn't actually been there to recieve Fleurette. Rather, she had left a key under the doormat to a beautiful multi story hive. The walls were made of wax and honey, but obviously were quite strong, and it actually would take a moment to find the outer door in the odd twisting patterns that made up the outer wall.
Inside the hive was...well, it was a mess to say the least. Aside from the rather obvious problem of the masses of honey oozing out of the walls, the floor was cluttered with toys, food, clothing, everything. Furniture was overturned and several paintings that were meant to be on the walls had oozed to the groun along with the honey. It looked like exactly the kind of warzone one would expect of a home with that many young combee. The question was though, where to even begin with cleaning it all?
Inside the hive was...well, it was a mess to say the least. Aside from the rather obvious problem of the masses of honey oozing out of the walls, the floor was cluttered with toys, food, clothing, everything. Furniture was overturned and several paintings that were meant to be on the walls had oozed to the groun along with the honey. It looked like exactly the kind of warzone one would expect of a home with that many young combee. The question was though, where to even begin with cleaning it all?
