wilbur

wil, answer me

i'm very bored

uh EMERGENCY

I'M BORED, WHEN ARE YOU COMING BACK

she needed to go shower

and besides, we talked about

everything.

yea whatever

why didn't you tell me

she was coming?

oh btw i've concluded

this house is haunted.

no really, i heard voices and all of it

and kk

oh i hope so

hey woah, don't stop talking

to me or i literally will send the

whole bee movie script

stop answering me and you'll find out

omg wil, don't actually stop answering

ugh you're a WHORE

According to all known laws of aviation, there is no way a bee should be able to fly. Its wings are too small to get its fat little body off the ground. The bee, of course, flies anyway because bees don't care what humans think is impossible. Yellow, black. Yellow, black. Yellow, black. Yellow, black. Ooh, black and yellow! Let's shake it up a little. Barry! Breakfast is ready! Ooming! Hang on a second. Hello? - Barry? - Adam? - Oan you believe this is happening? - I can't. I'll pick you up. Looking sharp. Use the stairs. Your father paid good money for those. Sorry. I'm excited. Here's the graduate. We're very proud of you, son. A perfect report card, all B's. Very proud. Ma! I got a thing going here. - You got lint on your fuzz. - Ow! That's me! - Wave to us! We'll be in row 118,000. - Bye! Barry, I told you, stop flying in the house! - Hey, Adam. - Hey, Barry. - Is that fuzz gel? - A little. Special day, graduation. Never thought I'd make it. Three days grade school, three days high school. Those were awkward. Three days college. I'm glad I took a day and hitchhiked around the hive. You did come back different. - Hi, Barry. - Artie, growing a mustache? Looks good. - Hear about Frankie? - Yeah. - You going to the funeral? - No, I'm not going. Everybody knows, sting someone, you die. Don't waste it on a squirrel. Such a hothead. I guess he could have just gotten out of the way. I love this incorporating an amusement park into our day. That's why we don't need vacations. Boy, quite a bit of pomp... under the circumstances. - Well, Adam, today we are men. - We are! - Bee-men. - Amen! Hallelujah! Students, faculty, distinguished bees, please welcome Dean Buzzwell. Welcome, New Hive Oity graduating class of... ...9:15. That concludes our ceremonies. And begins your career at Honex Industries! Will we pick ourjob today? I heard it's just orientation. Heads up! Here we go. Keep your hands and antennas inside the tram at all times. - Wonder what it'll be like? - A little scary. Welcome to Honex, a division of Honesco and a part of the Hexagon Group. This is it! Wow. Wow. We know that you, as a bee, have worked your whole life to get to the point where you can work for your whole life. Honey begins when our valiant Pollen Jocks bring the nectar to the hive. Our top-secret formula is automatically color-corrected, scent-adjusted and bubble-contoured into this soothing sweet syrup with its distinctive golden glow you know as... Honey! - That girl was hot. - She's my cousin! - She is? - Yes, we're all cousins. - Right. You're right. - At Honex, we constantly strive to improve every aspect of bee existence. These bees are stress-testing a new helmet technology. - What do you think he makes? - Not enough. Here we have our latest advancement, the Krelman. - What does that do? - Oatches that little strand of honey that hangs after you pour it. Saves us millions. Oan anyone work on the Krelman? Of course. Most bee jobs are small ones. But bees know that every small job, if it's done well, means a lot. But choose carefully because you'll stay in the job you pick for the rest of your life. The same job the rest of your life? I didn't know that. What's the difference? You'll be happy to know that bees, as a species, haven't had one day off in 27 million years. So you'll just work us to death? We'll sure try. Wow! That blew my mind! "What's the difference?" How can you say that? One job forever? That's an insane choice to have to make. I'm relieved. Now we only have to make one decision in life. But, Adam, how could they never have told us that? Why would you question anything? We're bees. We're the most perfectly functioning society on Earth. You ever think maybe things work a little too well here? Like what? Give me one example. I don't know. But you know what I'm talking about. Please clear the gate. Royal Nectar Force on approach. Wait a second. Oheck it out. - Hey, those are Pollen Jocks! - Wow. I've never seen them this close. They know what it's like outside the hive. Yeah, but some don't come back. - Hey, Jocks! - Hi, Jocks! You guys did great! You're monsters! You're sky freaks! I love it! I love it! - I wonder where they were. - I don't know. Their day's not planned. Outside the hive, flying who knows where, doing who knows what. You can'tjust decide to be a Pollen Jock. You have to be bred for that. Right. Look. That's more pollen than you and I will see in a lifetime. It's just a status symbol. Bees make too much of it. Perhaps. Unless you're wearing it and the ladies see you wearing it. Those ladies? Aren't they our cousins too? Distant. Distant. Look at these two. - Oouple of Hive Harrys. - Let's have fun with them. It must be dangerous being a Pollen Jock. Yeah. Once a bear pinned me against a mushroom! He had a paw on my throat, and with the other, he was slapping me! - Oh, my! - I never thought I'd knock him out. What were you doing during this? Trying to alert the authorities. I can autograph that. A little gusty out there today, wasn't it, comrades? Yeah. Gusty. We're hitting a sunflower patch six miles from here tomorrow. - Six miles, huh? - Barry! A puddle jump for us, but maybe you're not up for it. - Maybe I am. - You are not! We're going 0900 at J-Gate. What do you think, buzzy-boy? Are you bee enough? I might be. It all depends on what 0900 means. Hey, Honex! Dad, you surprised me. You decide what you're interested in? - Well, there's a lot of choices. - But you only get one. Do you ever get bored doing the same job every day? Son, let me tell you about stirring. You grab that stick, and you just move it around, and you stir it around. You get yourself into a rhythm. It's a beautiful thing. You know, Dad, the more I think about it, maybe the honey field just isn't right for me. You were thinking of what, making balloon animals? That's a bad job for a guy with a stinger. Janet, your son's not sure he wants to go into honey! - Barry, you are so funny sometimes. - I'm not trying to be funny. You're not funny!

hey, you baited me. i warned you.

anyways, you have to talk to me.

honestly when you're being a

bitch like this, sure.

😩😩

hey, easy question

h2o: just add water or mako

mermaids

CORRECT

um SEX

but not free

kohl's cash

i am not. you are,

thinking this,🧍‍♀️,is free

listen buddy, you got an attitude

problem. i don't need that in my life

tell tubbo i said hi

i mean i can fuck you * insert seductive lip bite*

says the person who assumes

i'll have sex with them

and I stand by that statement

only if you'd want to.

consent is sexy 😌

oops gtg, niki's back

kk👩‍❤️‍💋‍👨

👩‍❤️‍💋‍👨

Cora put her phone down when the footsteps she heard before approached her. Niki was dressed in comfortable clothes, drying her hair with a small hand towel. "Hey! You were definitely right. I think this place is haunted. I couldn't close my eyes for one second while showering."

Cora nodded with a smile on her face. While she didn't particularly like Niki, she could tell Niki was an amazing person with a cute personality. Cora was really having a bi panic. Niki sat on the couch Cora was sitting on and turned to face her.

"So you and Wilbur?" She asked excitedly.

Now, Cora was utterly confused. "I'm not sure. He's an idiot, but I like him. You won his love or host, right?" Niki giggled at the love or host comment and waved her hand in dismissal. "Yes I did, but we decided it's not a good fit. He's a couple years older than me and we're just at two different times in our life. I feel like we would have definitely dated though."

Cora smile and nodded, but felt awfully uncomfortable knowing this, that they could have been something. "But we're just good friend-"

A slam of a door cut her off and loud laughing emerged from the hallway. "What's up, bitches." A screechy voice shouted from beside us. Cora turned to see a tall skinny boy with blonde hair.

"Oh. Hello Tommy." Cora greeted with a bored and monotone voice. A shorter boy with shaggy chocolate hair popped up from behind him. "Hi." Cora hopped up, rushing to the boy. "Tubbo!!" She said opening her arms up for him. He gladly took it, hugging her a little awkwardly. They hadn't talked many times, but everytime they did, both already loved each other.

"Oh shove off." Tommy said, pushing the two of them apart and hugging Cora tightly. "Alright, now let go." Cora said, pushing Tommy away from her. Tommy and Tubbo both hugged Niki, while Wilbur brought their suitcases in.

"Hey what are we supposed to be doing tonight?" Cora called out to Wilbur who was dragging their luggage up the stairs. "We're meeting up with Philza and Kristen tomorrow, so we can just stay in tonight. It's already like 7." Wilbur said, struggling for air as he marched up the steps.

Cora walked over to the banister, watching him struggle and laid her arms on the wood. "You're weak and a grandpa, what a lucky girl I am."

Wilbur sighed, finally making it up the stairs, chucking Tommy's in him and Tubbo's room, while gently laying Tubbo's inside it. "Let's not be a bitch, k?" Wilbur said, walking back down.

"Call me that again. And it's not a bad thing, I'm totally into older men. You know, all weak and helpless." Wilbur rolled his eyes, tickling her sides when he returned to the 1st floor. "Yeah, whatever. Let's go." He retreated his hand to the small of her back and pushed her towards the decaying living room.

The five were gathered around on the two couch, watching their second random movie they found in a cabinet on an old 2010s tv.

Tommy and Tubbo were on one, making jokes throughout the whole thing while Niki, Wilbur, and Cora were on the other.

Niki made cute comments through the movies, eventually falling asleep on Wilbur's shoulder. Cora grew almost too petty, sitting at the very end of the couch so Wilbur couldn't talk to her.

As she should.

Eventually Tubbo was tired enough and went upstairs, Tommy shortly following him.

Wilbur watched as Cora picked at the yarn of her sweater, uncomfortably squished to the edge of the couch. He gently took Niki's head and placed her on the arm of the couch, scooching over to Cora's side.

"What's the matter?" Wilbur said while poking her in the side. Cora looked at him like he was stupid and stood up, walking around to the kitchen.

Wilbur quickly followed her, watching the girl open the freezer and pulling out a quart of ice cream. He scrunched up his face, staring at her as she opened it, wondering where she got it. "Niki went grocery shopping." He nodded, pursing his lips and watched her hop up on the counter, eating the cold substance with a spoon she got from the drawer. He sauntered over to her hopping up on the counter beside her and waited in the silence.

"Would you, like, date Niki, if she was older?" Wilbur shot his head in her direction and slanted his eyes. "What?"

Cora took another bite of the chocolate ice cream, gently kicking her legs and said nothing. He hopped down and got between the girls legs, making her look at him.

"I'm don't wanna have this conversation again." He said, looking through her sad eyes. "It's pretty stupid, isn't it? We aren't really dating and I'm jealous." Cora laughed a humorless laugh and placed another spoonful in her mouth. "It's not stupid."

OKAY GUYS, THIS IS WHERE IT IS AND YOU WILL BE ROBBED LMAO. I FEEL LIKE HE WOULD BE SO UNCOMFORTABLE WITH THIS SHIT SO LET ME KNOW IF YOU GUYS ACTUALLY WANT ACTUAL SMUT. IT'S SHORT AND CRINGEY SO YUP.

Cora set the ice cream down beside them, dragging her fingertips up his neck and along his jaw. He closed his eyes at her touch, leaning in her hand while she closed the space. "It's stupid." She whispered, patting his cheek instead of kissing him.

Wilbur shot his eyes open and sighing at the sight of Cora's reddened eyes. "It's okay if you like her, I'm just gonna need you to let me know. You can figure things out with her and break whatever this is off."

Wilbur's heart broke a little, lifting up his hand and tucking a peice of hair behind her ear. Wilbur didn't want Niki, he didn't want anyone else except Cora. He hated that she doubted that.

He hovered his lips above the skin on her cheek, traveling down along her jaw and to her neck. Wilbur's warm breath creating goosebumps along every inch of Cora's skin.

He set a small kiss on a sensitive part of the nape of her neck and spoke. "Cora, my love. I'm not going to say this again. I don't like Niki. Okay idiot? I want you and only you. If I need to fucking show you that, I will."

Cora said nothing, her pace quickening with every word Wilbur said. He dragged his hand up to her neck, gripping hard, knowing she likes it. "Hm?" He whispered in her ear, kissing the area right below her ear while she melted in his hand.

He peppered kisses all over her jaw, taking his free hand and bunched up the bottom of her sweater, almost groaning at the touch of her delicate skin.

Cora couldn't take the tension and connected her lips with his, immediately running her hands through his hair. He removed the grip from her neck and took a hold of her chin, keeping her as close as he can.

She pushed him a little to create space so she could fully pull off her shirt which he soon joined to help, pulling it off then tying her wrists together.

This was moving so fast, but both of them were needy for eachother, tired of the teasing that had been going on for what felt like centuries.

Wilbur kissed down her whole body that was revealed, taking a little step back to see her. "Fuck." He spat out, returning to what he knew was going to be his favorite thing to do.

He laid her down and started to unbuckle her jeans, but immediately stopped when they heard footsteps. Cora widened her eyes, sat up and untying her shirt that released her wrists.

Suddenly there was a weird and uncomfortable laugh coming from the entry of the kitchen. Wilbur immediately pulled Cora's shirt over her head and pulled her off the counter, looking to the door.

Tommyinnit stood there, looking traumatized, turning around and walking away.

Wilbur turned back to Cora, chuckling. "We just scarred a child." Cora said, wide eyed at what just happened. "By the way, why the hell are we always interrupted?"

Wilbur shrugged, staring at Cora's flustered state. Her cheeks were brightened to a scarlet red and her hair was a mess. Anyone could tell what just happened. He gripped her hand and spoke.

"Fuck this."

a/n

i didn't actually do the whole bee movie script bc it was 20k words 👨‍👩‍👧‍👦

also someone said it was getting to serious. i'm all good with sticking to a text story but just let me know. so comment on this.

oh and btw thank you so so much for 80k, you guys are some crazy motherfuckers.

i'll cry if you make fun of me