[SHES SO STINKIN CUTE anyways not a ship if you don’t want it to be.]

¡GRAPPLING HOOK USER!

I mean, you’re an adult. A responsible one at that—somewhat. You decide to take a break for a little while and fly around the desert on your own.

you ended up coming back wasted around the middle of the night. So much for being responsible… Beehive was still awake at the time when she saw an Oziphrage land back in the pen. She had been busy for most of the night and decided to peek at whoever had come back late.

as soon as you spotted Bee, your fogged up brain immediately clung onto her. You had no idea why that was your first reaction, but you didn’t make a move to get off of her.

Bee just blinked in surprise when she realized you were drunk. She had remembered you being drunk a few times, but never this drunk…

"Um… hi, Grappling hook…" She started, unsure of how to continue.