Dear Fionna,

You hurt me. I compliment you, and you blush. I ask you out, and you say yes. We had a great time! I said you're a beautiful girl, and it didn't upset you. I felt like we connected, and now… I really get you. I wrote that song to you myself. You seemed really into it and everything, and then… you realized who I was. You realized I was the Ice Queen and you flushed and sent me into a coma. Why, Fionna? Am I not good enough for you, or something? I didn't really mean you any harm. Lord Monochromicorn figured it out. You've spent enough time with Gumball that you would've been able to tell it wasn't him… What's your game? Please, Fionna… just answer me. That's all I have to say.

Sincerely,

Simone, Queen of Ice

A/N: I know it was short, but, at least I warned you. R&R please!