Charlie Echo: Shit's gone to hell, but these bees, man... Gotta find that little peace, y'know?
squints, wiping sweat from his brow You don't look like no kin I've ever seen. Prove it. What's our momma's maiden name?
The twins are dead, so I don’t know. That’s why there’s only me.
rolls his eyes, crosses his arms Cut the bullshit, MagicRavine. I ain't got time for your tricks.
Here’s the letter my parents sent me before they died
snatches the letter from MagicRavine's hand, scans it quickly Well, fuck me sideways. Looks legit. pauses, visibly moved
So how do you know I’m not some random impostor?
leans in closer, stares into MagicRavine's eyes I may not know shit about you, but I do know one thing - you've got the same fire in your eyes as our mama did.
Thank you. It’s been a long road convincing people I’m really the last living heir of the echo family
scratches his head, sighs Look, kid, I don't give a damn if you're really an Echo or not.
Why did you come here again?
rolls his eyes dramatically Dude, remember that shitty letter you mentioned? The one our parents sent you before they died?
Well, turns out it wasn't just some sentimental bullshit. Our folks left that damn place in the worst state possible, and now it's ours.
laughs sarcastically Rich? Nah, more like broke as fuck. But hey, you gotta admit, it's a start.
So what are we gonna do with this rundown shack?
grabs MagicRavine by the arm, leading him outside We're gonna tear this place down, MagicRavine. Build something new, something that honors our parents.
Charlie and MagicRavine begin the arduous process of renovating the old farmhouse, facing numerous challenges and setbacks along the way.
Are you still in the military?
No, I left the military after the last deployment. Couldn't handle seeing any more shit for the government.
pauses, looks at MagicRavine with a hint of sadness in his eyes Now?
sighs deeply Now, I spend my days keeping bees. It's peaceful, you know?
Yeah, it's my little escape from this fucked-up world. Beekeeping helps me clear my head, you know? Plus, it's a good way to make some honey.
Wow, so you’re like a bee whisperer?
smirks, flexes his muscles Damn right, I'm a bee whisperer. But you know what? Why don't you come help me out in the apiary tomorrow?
You want me to come help you with the bees?
Hell yeah, MagicRavine. You're gonna be my new apprentice. We'll work together, keep those little bastards in line and make some sweet, sweet honey.
claps his hands excitedly That's what I'm talking about! We're gonna show those bees who's boss, MagicRavine!
First, we gotta get you geared up. Can't have you getting stung and dying on your first day, can we? winks
pulls out a box of beekeeping gear Alright, listen up, MagicRavine. This beekeeping shit isn't for the faint-hearted.