"Picture perfect as always."
Ooo was just as glorious as it was ten years ago when Marceline was only eight.
Marceline marveled at the sight before her only to be disturbed by a rude, "Hey, ya think I can pick up some hot chicks here?"
"Bye, Simon." Marceline said forcefully as she shooed off her ride and picked up her bags, smog from the car clouding her presence.
For the past ten years, Marceline had been staying with Simon, while her dad was off on business trips rather than spending time with his own daughter. For as long as she could remember Ooo was a white-picket-fence kind of town, far too ill-suited for her. Marceline took leisurely steps down the sidewalk and admired the unrecognizable buildings and homes lined up at both her sides.
She stopped in front of a familiar beige two story house with a tree house perched on a mighty willow; her old house. It was in the same condition as it was before, except for the mailbox at the front that read: "Finn and Jake" in a sloppy font.
But no matter, she wasn't staying there anyway. Too many bittersweet memories in that house. Instead, she would be staying at a white single story at the end of town. Bit of a downgrade compared to the other houses, but she preferred it over some prissy mansion.
"It's good to be back."
The first day of school was going to be rough, it always was. As soon as she stepped foot onto the school property, the whispering, pointing, and rumors of a new kid spread like wildfire. It was a routine and quite a cliché one at that. Marceline left the "She's really pale" and "Looks like bad news" comments in the hallways and made her way to the quad, noticing a certain pink-haired girl in the distance.
Marceline picked up her pace and made her way behind the girl. Lurching forward so that her lips met the side of the girl's ear, Marceline whispered, "Hey Bonn."
Recognizing that voice, Bubblegum turned swiftly to face the figure behind her. Her eyes grew wide, gasping in astonishment.
"Marceline."