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A thousand years ago, there was no such thing as Ooo. There were no candy people, no magical creatures, or various and sometimes unnecessary princesses ruling over random kingdoms.

There were towns surrounded by forests or in the middle of deserts. Some towns were bigger than others, creating metropolises scattered between these smaller areas. Many places were not yet affected by the "Mushroom War", the nickname given to the atomic war that had begun earlier that year. Many towns were already destroyed, though many also seemed unaffected by the blasts and military influences.

But here, in the small town, a young girl with short black hair walked along the busy streets alone. She stared in amazement at all the humans around her. But she felt alone; running away from home of the Nightosphere might have felt rewarding in some ways, but left her feeling alone without anyone to watch over her.

Along the town's buildings, a merchant tried to draw customers close with his silly rhymes. A young woman, with a charm and sassy personality, carried a pie to the window, making those around her mouths water. A group of teenagers walked by, one girl with bright purple hair, oblivious to the world as they spoke in text lingo that made no sense to anyone but themselves. People were everyone in the town, living their lives.

Within a lighted home by a fireplace, a golden dog sat by his human boy. The young man giggled as he placed a brown hat on the panting dog's head. He barked as the boy giggled again.

A young woman smiled as she rubbed her growing belly. Behind her, a man wrapped his arms around her form and placed his hands over hers. Her blonde hair cascaded down over her shoulder as his was kept short on top of his head. They were the picture of a still blossoming love and a couple ready for their young child.

Inside a science lab, a couple looked through a microscope. The man scratched his whitened hair and adjusted his tiny glasses. Off to the side, a golden crown with giant jewels glistened. Both hoped what they were seeing was not a reality. "Do you see it Betty?" "I'm afraid so Simon." Simon looked again through the microscope to the chemical compounds that were recently discovered from a traveler. The man had entered the town earlier that week, injured, and seemingly affecting influences after a bombing nearby. "What are we going to do?" Betty wringed her hands together as Simon pulled away from the object and scratched his head again. "I think for this, there's nothing we can really do but warn everyone and prepare for the worst."

After that, Betty saw Simon's eyes sort of glaze over. She was used to this now-this is what happened every time he suddenly would switch personalities. And she wasn't stupid, she noticed he was losing himself more and more recently. She wasn't sure what to do with him either as he began to ramble about a princess and laugh like a mad man. Instead, she sighed and went to the phone. She dialed the number to the mayor. They helped him out a lot with various projects, so it wasn't very hard to get a hold of him.

As soon as she got him on the other end, she quickly explained the situation. At first, he was silent. "Are you both sure about this?" was the man's response. Betty nodded, and then remembered he couldn't see her. "Yes Mayor, we discovered many chemical imbalances within his system that is causing mutations and can spread and create higher diseases. Due to the proximity of the last bombing, our town will be affected very soon and the only solution is to leave as far as possible." There was another long silence. "I'm not sure if there is anything we can do other than order an immediate evacuation and hope for the best."

Betty bit her lip as she saw Simon stop his laughter and move towards his crown (the source of his insanity). "Sir, please just take my word and hurry with getting the people out of here. I have to go. Goodbye." She hung up and rushed over to grab Simon's hand.

"What are you doing Simon?" He turned to look at her hand, then her eyes. Betty's worry increased as she noticed the glazed look was still there. This was the longest trance he had ever been in. "Simon?" "Have you seen my princess?" She gave him a perplexed look. "What are you talking about?"

For years, she refused his endearments of words like honey or princess, only accepting his endearment of 'love'. So why was he saying princess? She shook his shoulders a little bit, which helped the glazed look pass luckily. "What happened?" He looked around with a confused look and Betty waited for realization to kick in. And when it did, he gained a pained look as he asked "did it happen again?" Betty just nodded as she turned to begin packing. "Yeah, and I think you called me a princess this time." He smiled at her softly and whispered "I always thought you were one."

Betty grabbed the equipment as Simon went to start grabbing their testing samples. He grabbed a small bottle with a bit of pink liquid inside. Then he remembered the container with their new specimen and rushed over to the cluttered table. His eyes got wide as he stared at the little pink creature moving inside the glass box. "Betty! You need to see this. It worked!" She looked over her shoulder as he turned with the box in his hands. She dropped the cloth material and went to look as well. "It really did work. We made sweets come to life." Without warning, Betty grabbed Simon into a hug as she squealed in joy.

'Just too bad we discovered this as we were coming to an end.' Both thought as they started at the little pink blob walk around in its empty environment. Both sighed with smiles on their faces as Betty went back to packing what they needed. As Simon went back to the table, he came up with an idea. He opened the clear casing and grabbed the little pink thing. It was round, with little legs and arms. Normally, you were never to touch the experiments. But the world was ending, what harm could it possibly do. He smiled at it, and surprisingly, it smiled back.

"Look Betty, it can be like our little child for the end. Since we never had any of our own, you know?" Betty smiled at the thought of a child in the end with Simon, her loving Simon. She looked over to the small pink thing smiling at her. "As strange as it is, I like the idea." She walked over and grabbed the little figure and placed her in her lab-coat's pocket. Its head popped out to look out onto the world. "What should we name her?" Simon looked in thought, until he came with an idea. "How about we call her Bonnibel? She could have so many nicknames and it sounds pretty." Betty smiled and looked down to the little pink figure blowing bubbles in her pocket. She went back to packing as he smiled at her retreating form. His eyes began to glaze over again as he grumbled. Betty went back to packing and Bonnibel continued to smile.

DISCLAIMER:

I do not own Adventure Time, and this is purely a fan made story based on the ideas provided from the show.

Now that this is out of the way, please tell me what you think. Please, nothing negative. This was just something made in between breaks in school for enjoyment.

Thank you =)