I wiped my eyes as I flew as far away from home as I could. Where could I go? This was all too much for me. A thousand years of holding in my emotions had caused a major breakdown. When Simon, I mean, 'The Ice King' handed me those papers I swear my heart started back up for a second. I thought maybe, just maybe, he remembered somehow. Nothing was different, he was just as insane as ever.

He had absolutely no recollection of the past. This man basically raised me, when no one else was alive in this world. I was alone for so long. When Simon found me, I wasn't sure how to react at first. What if he was one of the things trying to hurt me? I couldn't have known for sure, so I was cautious. At the same time, I was only a little girl. I needed someone to help me, I couldn't have made it on my own, despite my genetics. Simon found Hambo for me on a day kind of like today, sad. Hambo was one of the only things that kept me from crying when I was little. He's not here anymore to keep the tears away.

Because Ash had to go sell Hambo to a witch for a freaking wand! Whenever I think of Ash I think about that stupid little ghost thing saying, 'You're not, a Genius!' Gaah, Screw that ass wipe. I hate that good-for-nothing bastard with all my non-beating heart. I don't even want to think about him right now, I can't handle it.

I just couldn't stop myself from crying when Ice King read the words off of that page. I had been crying too the point where I couldn't stand to be in the same room as him, and at that I just had to excuse myself. I flew upstairs, slamming the trapdoor to my room and locking it closed. I rummaged through drawers, pulling out a worn out pair of jeans and pair of shorts. When I did, I gathered my things into a bag and snuck out through the back door. I grabbed a couple changes of clothes, My axe bass, and some of the Ice King's notes that were scattered on the kitchen floor.

First thing I did was fly to the Ice Kingdom. I flew into the frozen castle and went straight into the back corridors. I lowered myself to the ground, regretting it immediately. The place was piled up with old garbage, icicles and something that might or might not be penguin droppings. I moved on to the next room, this one smelling less like a penguin's bottom. I searched room after room until I found what I was looking for, a room full of stuff from before the Mushroom War.

On a table was an old scrapbook. I picked it up and flew far away from the icy-cold place. I had been most everywhere in Ooo, when you've lived somewhere for a thousand years you begin to know it like the back of your hand. I had no idea where to go. The deep woods? The Nightosphere? The Candy Kingdom? Even the Litch's Lair? No, none of those would work.

The words echoed in my ears, 'I need to save you, but who's going to save me?' A single tear ran down my face as I stopped in a clearing. It was a small clearing, it had a creek running through the center of it. Medium boulders lined the side of the creek, and a frog sat on one of the lily pads. I lets my feet touch the ground, and I walked over to the boulder slowly and sat down.

I buried my face in my lap and cried for awhile. I looked up at the sky, blinking away my tears. The sky was a grey-orange color that signaled the start of a new day. I could just end it now, just sit here and let the sun burn me up.

Then I thought of Finn. Finn was one of the only ones I still cared about. He was like my annoying little brother. No matter how annoying he was, I would still love him. He could always cheer me up, although he didn't know it. He never knew how sad I always was on the inside, but I like it that way. He helps me even though he doesn't know what's wrong.

I sat up and cracked open the Ice King's old leather-bound scrapbook. I saw news clippings of Simon when he had found the Enchiridion, Notes scribbled about the crown he had found, Pictures of me when I was little. I sniffled, and held back the tears that were stinging at the back of my eyes.

Your tougher than this Marceline, You'll be okay, you'll be okay Marcy.

I flipped through more of the pages finding some sketches of a girl. She looked about 13, with a lock of fine hair escaping from her hat. She wore a blue shirt with a darker blue skirt. I didn't know Simon could draw, let alone draw this well. I couldn't stop from thinking how much she resembled Finn. The outfit, the fair hair, they even looked around the same age. I flipped to the next page and started reading.

Fionna looked at Cake with a sigh. "You know Cake, If Bubba weren't so boring I wouldn't be hanging out with Mr. 'I'm too cool for everything' Anyways!" Cake looked at her and rolled her eyes. "Whatever Baby cakes! You know he's all you ever wanted!" Fionna looked away as the blood rose to her cheeks. "Well you know he almost tried to bite you!" Fionna said fiercely. "I know, but thats only because he wanted more attention from you!" Cake walked over to her as she spoke, and curled up in a ball besides Fionna's foot. Fionna looked down at Cake with a look that was halfway between a small smile and a look of rage. Cake just looked up at Fionna and winked. "You know you have a 'date' with him tonight, Darlin'." Fionna looked away from Cake and smiled, the red rushing up to her cheeks again.

I looked up from the book and I suddenly felt dizzy, nauseous almost. The world around me seemed to twirl as my vision began to distort into black tunnels. I took one last look at the sky and then my world went black.