Honey

The deranged, power hungry daughter of Bryon and Jenna teams up with another evil anti-clan leader named Sandstorm to first destroy District 3 and then blow up Prismona.
Jenna is the first person unless otherwise noted.

The party was big, turns out. I decide to go as a fake K-9 cop with Logan; I wore a police dress, and Lo had a fake bulletproof vest on.

"Well. Are you here off duty or will there be a big bust?" Doremon chuckles as he and Echo walk over, both pirates by appearance. I smile, relieved to see Dore was pretty open about his bad eye now. He had a skull and bones eye patch, a pirate's hat and beard, and Jett rode on his shoulder with a parrot beak on his normal beak.

"Chips ahoy!" He jokes and ruffles his feathers.

"You're a good rooster, helping Dore be a pirate." I wink. Rugina was on Echo's shoulder.

"Tell me about it!" She agrees. "He hasn't pooped once! It's a miracle!"

"Can it, Rugina!" Jett sighs.

"I've heard rumors Thorgen will be making an appearance tonight." Echo giggles. "Wow. He only comes around once a year. This will be a mystifying experience."

"I thought the moron was making cookies for the bake-off." Dore recalls.

"Well, I guess he's decided to party instead." Desiree agrees. Suddenly, I hear a crash.

"What in the--?" Logan yelps before Jorgen in a full-out Thor costume charges through the buffet.

"THORGEN!!" He screams. "Austrian god of THUUUUUNNNNDAAAAAARRR!!!!"

"What did you do to him?" Jett face-wings.

"I just told him he should dress up as Thor!" I giggle. "I didn't expect him to go all out! He's wearing a wig and everything!"

"What's he got, a 40 pound dumbbell with a stick taped to it?" Echo gags. "Yeah. He's Thor."

"Thor." Doremon agrees. Jorgen looks up and spots me.

"Thorgen! Heeey!" I wave. "You showed up!" Rufus lands behind him.

"He's paying me to follow him around and shock random things for him." He explains. Jorgen points at Beck with his sledgehammer in emphasis, and Ruf sends a lightning bolt his way. ZAP!

"OWEEEEE!!" Beck shrieks.

"Okay! That's enough, Thorgen!" sigh. He walks over, holding his hammer proudly.

"My Rammer." He waves to it.

"Ah-huh. Clever."

"I am Breus, American Thunder god, brooooo!!" Someone else roars. Bryon--dressed like Zeus--struts over.

"Oh great Dodge." moan. "Zeus? Seriously?"

"Breus." Bry corrects, coolly. "Do I look as sexy as feel free in this dress, baby?"

"I don't even know how to answer that." I gag. "And it's called a tunic, dingus." Jorgen glares at him, crossly.

"There can't be two thunder gods!" Doremon points out. "Who's more powerful, anyways?"

"Breus is the most powerful, bro! Duh!" Bryon huffs. "He has a lightning bolt for GM's sakes!"

"Thorgen has Ram-hammer." Jorgen proves, lifting it up. "And it still works compared to your cardboard lightning bolt."

"Okay, enough." I sigh, stepping between the two hunks. "Don't give Bryon the ban-hammer, alright? Ford, we're here to have fun! F-U-N! Can you have fun?"

"I can have lots of fun, Engel!" Jorg assures. "But then I must start on my cookies."

"It's always the cookies, bro." Bryon sighs. "When you have an excuse to go elsewhere, you throw up the cookie card."

"It is true this time." Jorg nods, resting his hammer on his shoulder. "Thorgen must make thunder cookies. But first, Thorgen must party."

"Yo, Bruce!" Scott calls, driving over. "Bro!"

"Scott, it's Breus! How come nobody can pronounce any of my names?!" Bryon moans.

"Hey, Thorgen." He greets. Jorg nods. "So, uh, who are you guys?"

"Pirates, moron." Echo sighs.

"I know pirates! I was just asking about any specific pirates! Sheesh!"

"I don't think so." Echo shrugs. "Are we, dad?"

"Nope. We're just pirates." Dore shakes his head. "You know, because of this." He points at his hidden eye briskly.

"Frost is Whitebeard." I add.

"Well I'm Bryon, since Bryon doesn't want to be Bryon. Breus." Scott teases. "I think Honey makes a believable Jenna." Honey drives by, an Escalade wearing a ginger wig on her roof right above her windshield.

"Hi, sis!" She calls, trying her best to sound like me. "Has anyone seen Scott or Honey? I'm getting kind of worried, guys."

"Yeah, I'm glad to be the only one different than everyone of both dimensions." Bry chuckles. "Honey back home would have done the same thing, bro."

"Attention, everybody!" Shaun yips, holding a plate of cookies above his head. "If you wish to try my contest cookies, come get some!"

"Oh no he does not!" Jorg snarls. "Thunder gods of Austria and America!! Chaaaaaarge!!"

"Oh, hey, something dumb to do!" Bry cheers as he and Jorgen charge Shaun--humans, of course.

"Wha--guys!" I gasp.

"The thunder gods have left the building." Echo gulps. The DJ looks up as the two charge right for Shaun, shrugs, and throws up a thumping Dubstep song.

"Woo! Knife Party!" Zip squeals. Of course, I go Ram and chase after them.

"Jorgen!! Bryon!! HEEL!! HEEL, dang it!!" I bolt by Honey so fast, her wig blows off.

"No! I'm bald!" She cries, still impersonating me. "Why?! I'm still so young!!"

"You sure know how to stay in character!!" I crow.