Honey Knights Chapter 1

by Awkward lifestyle

Who protected Ooo before Finn and Jake? Before the two were strong enough to hold swords there were the Honey Knights, A team of unique teenagers passionate about fighting crime and going on adventures. The series follows Charlie who's a grass elemental, Nikki who's a dual welding swords woman, Nate who's a half fire elemental, May who's a heck of a archer, and Ted the small giant

1. Chapter 1

It was a cold and wet morning when i boarded the 372 train. I was on my way to the Candy Kingdom and according to the conductor the train was scheduled to reach my destination by eight in the evening. I quickly found my seat and opened my favorite book to help distract me from my mission. I knew why i was heading to the Candy Kingdom I just didn't want to think about it. It was about 30 minutes into my trip and about three chapters away from where I started when I felt the tears coming. I squeezed the leather cover of my book and continued to squeeze harder and harder until I realized I was the only one in the train cart. I decided to let the tears rundown my cheeks. I was on my way to Candy Kingdom to attend a funeral, my father's funeral.

I call him my father but we're not related by blood. His name was Terry Taffy and he was a citizen of the Candy Kingdom. My name is Charlie seeds and I was the result of one of his many garden experiments. My father took a lot of pride in his garden. He would do whatever he could to make sure his garden was green and beautiful. There's many stories told about my creation. The most common one is that my father somehow stole princess Bubblegum's potion that turns candy into candy people to transform a plant into me. I was the talk of the town when I was born. They called me a GE which stood for grass elemental, the first of my kind. I was his prized possession, he took care of me and loved me.

I didn't have a hard time growing up, despite being a GE amongst candy people. I had a normal shape. I had to arms and two legs, I had a head, ears, nose and whatever else was normal. My skin was green and cool like the stem of a flower. My bones were like the branches of a tree. My hair isn't actually hair its grass, but i comb it to the side, i cut it, and I wash it like you would with hair. Its green during the spring and it comes light ish Brown during the summer. It turns orange during fall and white during the winter. But other than that I was pretty normal. my father did a good job raising me. But I got so busy during college I ignored most of his letters. And now here I was on a train to the funeral.

I arrived at Candy Kingdom on time. After leaving the train station I made my way to my old home where a key was waiting for me under the doormat. When I arrived I let myself in and was immediately hit with memories of my childhood and teenage years. I sat in my favorite chair and began reminiscing . I grabbed a photo album from the nearest bookshelf and began flipping through the pages. I viewed the photos until my eyes would no longer stay open. I fell asleep in the chair and slept throughout the night.

I woke up about 8 and started getting dressed. The letter that informed me of my father's death also provided directions to the funeral. The service would be held at the garden behind the Castle and started at 9:30. After I finished getting ready I quickly made my way to the garden. The funeral went exactly how are expected to go. It was attended by his closest friends and family all of whom knew me. They offered me their condolences and said their goodbyes before leaving. I tried to be the last one. I wanted to speak to my father's grave in private but I couldn't out wait gerald, one of my father's closest friends. When my father and Gerald were younger they both served Princess Bubblegum as her personal Knights. Gerald was like a brother to my father, making him an uncle to me. When my father would go away on his business trips, Gerald was in charge of taking care of me. He was like that cool uncle everyone had. When i was younger he would let me stay up well past my bed time, and when i was older he would sign me out of school and take me to bars and Rap Bear concerts.

The silence was broken when Gerald realized who I was . Like the others he offered his condolences then began telling me stories of my fathers bravery. his eyes lit up as he was brought back to the days when he and my father fought side by side in battle. I walked Gerald home as he continued to tell me stories. Afterwards I made my way back to the house. When I got home I started cleaning up. I began going through my father's mail and throwing away everything that was not important. After about 5 minutes I came across a letter he wrote to Gerald but never sent. The letters date was a week old.I was curious to read some of my father's last words so i opened to envelope and began reading.

Gerald

I'm having doubts about our upcoming mission. I have thought about this for a long time and i don't see us getting out alive in any way. Ive talked to PB about my concerns but shes leaving the entire decision up to Jordan. Hes sending our team on a impossible mission, i know it, you know it, and everyone whos in on this mission knows it. We're corned here, either we go through with operation Free songbird or we are sent to the Citadel for treason.

We had simple lives before pitching the Honey Knight idea to PB. I guess if we had never pitched the idea we would have never have been given the opportunity to raise our children. If i die thursday at least ill die knowing i'm leaving something great behind, my son.

-Terry