Fionna was just an ordinary girl. Well, not really ordinary – not even in the slightest. She was a well known adventuress in the land of Aaa and she was the last human alive – not very ordinary, huh? Well, she had a lot of ordinary girl traits though – she had crushes, like those schoolgirl crushes that we all know about so well. She had one on a Prince, a Prince of the Fire Kingdom. He returned her feelings, but of course in every dramatic Adventure Time fanfiction, things don't work out between them. And this happens here too. He broke up with her and she was sad about it. Not depressed, but sad. After his breakup with her, she got home and told her best friend Cake everything about it. The cat, of course, told her it's okay and that 'he doesn't know what he's missing'. Fionna laughed at that and then she told her she's going out. Which leads us to her current destination and where the sorry actually begins (A/N: Also when I introduce my OC which I based off of a friend of mine so he could be more realistic, hurr durr.).

She was at a bar, but it wasn't a bar for alcoholics, of course. If it was, she wouldn't be here in the first place. They offered juice, coke, food and such. She was sitting on one of the chairs on the barstool. She was peacefully drinking her apple juice, until one guy entered the bar. He was a vampire. The sun was already gone, so this would explain why he suddenly comes in wearing a T-Shirt with no protection from the sun whatsoever. He sits right next to Fionna.

Fionna's Point of View

The guy who just casually came in sat next to me. Drove by curiosity, I start examining his looks. Apparently, he's a vampire, though his skin looks paler than Marshall's and his fangs seem a little oversized. He shaved his hair, I'm guessing, or he's naturally bald. His figure seems weak and he's really thin. Though he's tall – I myself am tall and he's inches taller than me (A/N: I have a head canon in which Fionna is 5'9 and for the character – he's 6'5). He had dull black eyes and thick framed glasses. He wore a simple white T-Shirt that said 'Golf Wang' or something with black skinny jeans. Overall, he's not one of those guys like Prince Gumball, nor Marshall Lee. I'm using them as examples because they're considered the most attractive guys in the world of Aaa. I always found Flame Prince more attractive than these two, though… Ugh!

Anyway, I guess the guy saw me looking at him because he turned his gaze on me. His gaze felt somehow heavy and tiring. After a little he spoke up with a raspy voice:

"What you starring at, Blondie?" His voice sounded familiar, somehow. I wouldn't have noticed by the raspy sound of his voice, but more of his lisp which was really noticeable – the 's' sounding like 'th' making it hard to understand what he's saying. Ignoring his comment on me being a 'blondie' I replied:

"Oh nothing… Your voice sounds familiar. Do you know Marshall Lee?" I ask and oh Glob if he's who I think he is, he better run from this place right now.

"Well, of course I do." He says, raising his eyebrow "You're the almighty Fionna, adventuress known to everyone in the land of Aaa?" He adds, putting emphasis in a teasing manner. I don't like him so far and I think I saw him – no, heard him once when I was going over to Marshall's house.

Flashback.

I was going happily over one of my closest friends – Marshall Lee's house. I was about to knock on the door when I heard someone's raspy voice with a very noticeable lisp:

"Hey Marsh, are you abandoning me now, heh? Do you need to meet someone fast or something?"

"Yes, actually… My friend, Fionna, is coming over and knowing you, I don't want you to be around…"

"Fionna, eh? The adventuress everyone's talking about? I was expecting from Gumball to be rambling about something so useless, but you?"

"She's not 'useless', Alex. She's pretty chill, but don't you have business to do now?"

"Oh, yeah, sure, I do."

End of Flashback.

After remembering him and recognizing his voice completely, I kind of snapped:

"So, you think what I do is useless, huh? I do good for people and what do you do? Randomly insult people you barely know! You are literally the definition of jerk! Plus, one day you'll probably need saving too, considering how physically weak you look…" He smirked at me, teasingly. His smirk, then, turned to a smile – one of those empty smiles who are completely fake and even the most oblivious person can tell that they mean nothing. These smiles make me feel somewhat weak, I don't know why. I don't feel his heavy and tiring gaze on me anymore and his eyes become more cloudy than dull, like before. His smile slips and I can tell he's doing that thing when you stare at practically nothing. What angers me the most is that he totally ignored what I said – like he felt nothing by it. Honestly, by now I can tell he's one of those people who are in a forever numb state. It's actually kind of sad. I feel his gaze is slowly coming back on me and my bright blue eyes meet his black, lifeless ones.

"So, what's your name?" I say, trying to start fresh, I guess. He looks at me a little confused and hesitantly answers my question.

"Alexander, people call me Alex, though. What was your name again, Rebecca?" He asks. God, I almost feel guilty for trying to have a normal conversation with this guy. Alexander probably notices that he's making me angry, as if it wasn't obvious and he sticks his split tongue out. I'm – ugh! This dude is too much of a douche and I'm getting tired of his crap already. I wave him a quick goodbye and leave the bar. The walk home is very fast.

When I entered the tree house, my sister went to me, asking me what took me so long. I just shrug and say:

"I'm not sure, I met a guy. He was totally not mathematical, though!" I whine, "Like, I feel as if I meet him again it'll be the end of me! He was a vampire!"

"Honey," Cake began "Vampires are always jerks, you shouldn't be surprised!"

"Ugh, I knew you would say this! But, anyway, what angered me is that he called me useless. Then, I lectured him about this and guess what – it didn't affect him in any way! I'm so pissed!" I yelled, punching a pillow.

"Don't worry about that and leave the pillows alone…" Cake said, making me laughing and snorting a little, "You shall go get changed and I'll find an action movie to watch, okay?" I nodded and went into my room to get changed.

(A/N: Well, I hope you don't think my OC is a Gary Stu/is unrealistic, I tried my best to avoid this by basing him off of a friend of mine. Well, anyway negative and positive critism is welcome – I want to try my hardest to make this story enjoyable. Thanks for reading!)