She was laying in bed, sleeping in on her last Saturday at home. When all of a sudden, Her older brother Jake and her twin Finn, came bursting through the door yelling at her.

"Fi! It's time to get up! Your adventure starts today!" screamed Finn, his golden hair sticking out from under his white bear ear hat.

"Ughhh! Five more minutes?" Fionna grumbled from under her blanket, rolling over.

"NOPE!" Finn and Jake both said, while jumping on Fionna's bed, and yelling. Said girl jumped up and punched her brothers, and grabbed them both by an ear and dragged them out of her room and to the kitchen, them yelping in pain all the way.

"MOOOM! THEY WOKE ME UP AGAIN!" yelled Fionna as she walked into the wonderful smelling room. Her mother turned around with a smile, splitting her face in two.
"Oh Fionna! My baby girl! You're leaving me today! I hope you make this new life an adventure!" her mother said, flailing her arms in the air and smiling. She brushed away the dulling yellow strand of hair, and tucked it behind her ear. Fionna blushed and let go of her brothers ears, gaining a collective sigh of relief from the two. She wrapped her arms around her mom and smiled to herself. Her mom pulled back, and looked her daughter in her identical sky blue eyes. "You," she said, tucking back a golden tendril, that had somehow fallen out of her braid, behind her ear, "are beautiful. I know you'll find true love soon baby girl. You may not know when you'll find it, but you will. I just know it." and kissed her forehead. Fionna closed her eyes, knowing she was going to miss these moments the most.

"Oh momma..." Fionna whimpered softly burying her face in her mother's graying hair. She stood up and wiped the forming tears from her eyes. She grabbed a hand-full of strawberries, and walked back into her room. Popping a strawberry into her mouth, she looked at herself in the mirror. Her golden hair was tied back into a braid, and she was wearing her baby blue short short sleeping pants. Crescent moons wearing blue polka dot sleeping caps, with the words "Dreaming of you" underneath them. Small red hearts, and white stars were scattered through out the shorts. Her white, slim fitting tank top, nicely hugging her not to skinny, not to big frame. Shoving her third and final strawberry into her mouth she went to her closet to her remaining clothes. She grabbed a black lace skirt, her bright blue skinny jeans, her black short shorts, a blue skirt, a lacey bright blue top, a baby blue hoodie t-shirt, a grey tank top, and a sky blue mid arm shirt. She threw on many outfits, and decided on her black lace skirt, and the grey tank top. She grabbed a pair of converse, and her green back-pack. Turning around, she grabbed the clothes she wasn't wearing, and threw them in one of the many boxes she had stacked around her room.

About fifteen minutes later, she walked out of her room, her golden hair falling in waves down her back, a black bow headband in her hair. Her brothers had helped her carry out her boxes, and put them into the moving truck. She had the last box, which held her most treasured possessions. Her first knife, and her sword collection, and, most importantly, the music box her mom gave her when she was a baby. She got into her black 2010 C-x75 Jaguar and fallowed the truck. She gulped as she passed the sign that said "LEAVING CITY LIMITS OF OOO" and she bit her lip, and whimpered when she saw the sigh that read "NOW ENTERING THE TOWN OF AAA". Her hands started shaking, but she bit her lip and swallowed the fear. It was about an hours drive from the sign, to her new house. Well..apartment. It was a loft space, and it was really big. The moving men took out her boxes, and set them on the sidewalk. She picked up a few boxes, and made her way to the front door. Just as she was about to knock on the sturdy door, it opened. Fionna peered around the stack of boxes and her jaw dropped. There, standing in the doorway, was a gorgeous man. He was about her age, with a pale complexion. He had medium length(for a boy) black hair. Reddish brown eyes sparkled down at her.

"Soooo...you're new huh?" the mysterious man asked.

"u-uh...y-yea i am." Fionna stuttered out. The man smirked, and took two of the boxes from her hands. She bent down and picked up another box. They walked inside the warm building.

"So what's your name?"

"Fionna. What's yours?"

"Marshall. Marshall Lee. So what room are you in?"

"Uhhhm... It's room 460b"

"Well I guess we'll be seeing a lot of each other then."

"And why is that?"

"I live in room 460A. Their both loft spaces, they're huge." Marshall said, opening the elevator. He clicked the button for the very top floor. In about a minute they exited the elevator, still in deep conversation. They set the boxes in front of the last door in the hallway, and headed back down stairs. before they knew it, a half hour had passed, and they were carrying the last two boxes to the door. Fionna opened the door and gasped. The room had high ceilings and a balcony stair case(Like the VanTraps from sound of music). White marble floors, and black counter tops. It was so beautiful. There were already sofas there, a fridge and freezer, dishwasher, everything. They were silver and spotless.

"Wow. This place is amazing. Marshall... Do you mind helping me set up my things?"

"Sure. I have nothing planned." He replied as he was picking up some boxes, bringing them in already. Fionna went and got some more boxes, and kicked the rest through the door. They got the T.V out and set that up. They turned to a music channel, and started unpacking her things. There were three boxes of her clothes, two boxes of random junk, two boxes of blankets, and there was one for a hanging chair. After about an hour of putting clothes away, and fifteen minutes of embarrassment trying to hide certain clothes from Marshall, Fionna's new house was almost complete. Now the last thing to do, was to make the chair.

"Okay, so how do we do this?" Marshall asked looking at the box in his hands.

"Well there should be directions..." Fionna said, opening the box and taking out the directions. There was only one problem...They were in Finnish.

"Well isn't this nice?"

"Oh yeah...This is gonna be fun."

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Three hours later, Fionna and Marshall Lee were laying on each other fast asleep. Fionna laying with her head on the halfway built chair, and Marshall with his head next to hers. Marshall woke up first. When he opened his eyes, it took him a couple seconds to register what he woke up to. Fionna's face, was right in front of his. He blushed a little and stood up. Carefully, he picked up Fionna and set her on the couch. He went and got a blanket of the box, and draped it over her, and walked out the door smiling to himself.

"This is gonna be fun."