Red Eyes Pink Eyes

by DemOddCartoonTheories

Bubblegum, a poor street girl in the war ridden Candy Kingdom want to end all the wars Everybody that she knows says she looks exactly like the Bubblegum Princess. She's not quite right in the head though. After her house is destroyed by the army, she decided to take things into her own hands. Warnings inside, T for... you'll see in the warnings. Cover by Sui-Sui on deviantART.

1. No One Would Find Her

A/N: Hey everybody, this is the female half of DemOddCartoonTheories, coming to you with one of the more demented dark theories I've come up with.

Uh, in the summary I said I'd put warnings inside so, yeah. They are: Dark humor, death (and actually a lot of it), my strange dark headcannons (a little more dark than Adventure Time is) (make that a lot more dark), as close as you can get to blood when you're made out of bubblegum, war, extreme OOC Princess Bubblegum, and again, death.

Well, that was a lot. Enjoy the story!

Disclaimer: I do not, and will never own Adventure Time, nor will I ever. Neither do I own any franchise or propaganda referenced in this fic, even if you've never heard of it before, I don't own it.

I sat down on the bed and stared into the mirror. My grimy skin had small blotches of the sticky pink liquid that was also leaking over the floor from the body. I leaned down and plucked the tiara from her pink sticky hair and placed it in my own. I was surprised she wore it to sleep.

I deranged smile spread across my face and I started giggling, and my face started twitching. The princess of the war country was no more, so no more war, right? I'd make it so.

I grabbed the knife out of her chest and watched the pink goo drop off of it. The equivalent of blood for people made from candy.

I grabbed a chunk of her hair and ran my knife through it. I placed it into short grimy hair and squeezed it it. It acted like hair extensions, just with an extremely clear line where the hair was replaced, as my hair was several shades darker from dirt. I would need to shower this night, but I quickly finished cutting off the princess's hair and placing it into my own, finishing off the bottom with a pair of scissors on the vanity.

Would they notice the darker color of my eyes? Mine were a striking red, as opposed to hers, being the bright innocent pink. I turned to the body of the girl on the floor and pulled one of the sheets from the bed. I rolled her up into it, laughing to myself and pushed her under the bed, behind many heavy boxes. No one would find her there.

I straitened up and sighed.

My life as the Bubblegum Princess had just begun.