Author's Note: Recently I got into watching Adventure Time, and I found that I absolutely love it! I just can't stop watching it! So to take advantage of my new found obsession I decided to write a fanfic. Don't know if anyone will like it since its an AU and all, but I just have to get it out of my system. Hope you enjoy!
Disclaimer: I do not own Adventure Time, and I am quite content with that fact because it wouldn't be near as awesome if I did.
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PROLOGUE:
Fighting has never been my forte. Nor has anything pertaining to action or adventure for that matter. Not that I mind or anything... in fact I prefer having a rather mundane life, but sometimes... sometimes I get a little bored.
Throwing my backpack onto my shoulders I bolt down the stairs in a hot mess. Luckily Cake is there to catch me as I slide on the tile of the kitchen floor. "Woah, there Fionna!" she exclaims as she hitches me up by my armpits.
Breathing roughly through my sudden onset of asthma I look up at my older, adopted sister gratefully. Even though we grew up together Cake's beauty always found a way to make me feel inferior. Cake's always been tall, tan, blonde and drop dead gorgeous. Not to mention her blue eyes seemed to be smiling at all times. Albeit her and I have some similar qualities, such as the blonde hair and blue eyes, that's about where the resemblance ends.
My golden hair always ends up a mess of curls, and rather than being tall and leggy I ended up short and curvy. More often than not we're mistaken as actual sisters, but the people that actually know us realize that where Cake is confident, I'm shy. I wish I was like her... I wish... I wish that I was an Adventurer or something, like what you see in comic books or cartoon shows. Though, I'm not naive enough to think that it's possible or that my weak body is capable of that kind of thing.
Cake waves a hand in front of my face, bringing me back to reality. "Come on, Fionna, you got to get going. My car is in the shop so you have to take the subway to school today." I hit the bottom of my palm to my forehead. How could I forget so easily? Now I remember why I was in such a rush...
"Sorry, Cake!" I apologize quickly before I pull my shoes on. "I kind of slept in again this morning."
"Again?" she asks as she hands me a granola bar. "Did you forget to take your meds last night?" Pouting at the accusation, I rip open the wrapper and take a bite.
"It's not that big a deal, okay? If I don't take them I just get to sleep a little late is all."
"You were diagnosed with insomnia!" Cake growls sternly, popping her hip out like she usually does when in her 'mom mode'. I take that as my cue to head out the door.
"See you laters, Cake!" I say as I dash into the morning air.
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Despite the stench of the subway my body feels oddly at ease. Yawning widely I pull off my backpack and cushion the back of my head with it. Slowly the world around me blotches out with darkness and I nod off into a sound sleep.
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Everything feels glowy... which I know isn't exactly the best description of how a person feels, but honestly nothing else sounded right. Every inch of my body tingled with a warm sensation that for once made me feel whole and healthy. My asthmatic lungs felt clear, and my usually skinny limbs were alive with fullness.
This is the best I've ever felt... yet something feels off...
Suddenly I'm taken out of my stupor by an all too familiar noise; laughter. Being the one noise I grew up hearing the most my ears were hypersensitive to the sound. "Oh my god!" a voice sneered thick with suppressed laughter. "What the heck is that thing? And - HA! It's sleeping!"
"Sh-shut up!" another posh voice wavered. "I'm sure it's strong!"
Stirred by the sudden shouts, and very irritating laughter, I open my eyes and sit up. At first glance I see pink... lots of pink. Rubbing my eyes and looking again I notice a boy, maybe a year or two older than me, standing clad in the strangest outfit I've ever seen. His entire body is covered in pink, including his perfectly shaped hair. He almost looks like a prince... a prince in pink.
Noticing the smile on my face he grimaces down at me. "Are you a human?" he asks me incredulously. Not sure how to answer the very obvious question I look down at myself. For some reason I'm in a completely different outfit than I was this morning on the subway, and my thick hair is pulled under some kind of hat. Now that I think about it... where the heck am I?
My eyes not leaving Pink Prince's I stand so I'm level with him. "Where the heck is this? What's going on?" I demand, my voice sounding more confident than I thought it could. All he does in response however is cock his pink head to the side... Why is he looking at me so weirdly? He's the one that's dressed all funny.
"You can talk?" he asks, the same tone of disbelief heavy in his voice.
"Of course I can talk!" I respond through gritted teeth, unable to keep the irritation from my voice. "I can also eat, breathe and kick your butt if I wanted to." Shocked by the words coming out of my mouth I close it before any other strange things come out.
"None of this matters now!" he says as if he suddenly remembered something. "I've never done this before, but I guess I have to explain what's going on, though we don't have much time." Before I even have the chance to ask him what he means he continues on quickly. "In my world we summon strong beings from other dimensions to fight for us. We don't choose who we summon, it's fate. And I summoned you so you have to fight for me, or die trying."
"I'm not some slave!" my mouth shouts of it's own volition. I cover my mouth quickly then whisper in a calmer voice. "That's quite the interesting story you got there, but I hate to break it to you. I'm no warrior."
Still somehow keeping his calm demeanor he looks me deep in the eyes, which oddly makes my heart flutter. "If I die, so do you. That's the way it works here. If you don't fight my enemy's Summon then both of us will likely die." Is this guy totally crazy, or am I dreaming? Wait! That's it! I'm dreaming. If I'm dreaming then whatever Pink Prince's enemy has should be a piece of cake to defeat. It might even be fun.
Suddenly emboldened by my new revelation I grip Pink Prince's hands and smile brightly at him. "I'll protect you from-" I'm cut off by a sudden deafening roar, and it's in that moment that I turn around for the first time since I started dreaming.
Staring devastatingly back at me is the largest, most scariest dragon I've ever seen. I swallow back the sudden lump in my throat. "Is that... Is that what I have to fight?" Pink Prince nods sheepishly at me, and I pray that I wake up some time soon.
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Author's Note: Well I hope that you liked this little look into the story. Not sure if I'll continue or not yet. This being my first Adventure Time story and all. Well I guess I'll see how it works out.
Still debating over what couples I should do for this story if I do in fact continue it. Personally I'm leaning towards Fionna and Marshall Lee, but I'm open to suggestions.
See you next time hopefully!