One Afternoon at the Honey Hive Hotel . A twisted town MOC .
Somewhere in Brickton, on a mild midafternoon in late spring, Steven Bobeven was casually strolling up to his hotel. Tomorrow was a big day -- he was presenting his bid for the Jacobsen contract in the morning and Stella, his efficient administrative assistant, had booked him a room at the best hotel she could find; unfortunately, it was the Honey Hive.
Meanwhile, up on the roof, Frank had finally had enough of Mike's favorite joke: "Why do they call it the Honey Hive, anyway? Looks more a like a honey bee to me!" Sure, he'd felt like shoving the punk maintenance worker over the edge any number of times, but today something just snapped.
It was reported that just before the police came to arrest him Frank said, "I guess we'll call it the Street Pizza Plaza from now on!"
Extra special bonus shot!
This is actually for a collaborative project and will be part of a display at Brickworld.
No, there is no interior to this MOC, nor does it need additional details on the outside. It fits the requirements I was given and will be nestled in among other buildings and stuff I can't discuss here.
For the record, I have three yellow 2x2, five 1x6, thirteen 1x4, and 42 1x2 yellow bricks left. Thanks for enjoying my little joke.
What, George? Did you think I was going to build this and not have some fun of my own with it?