Princess Bubblegum's head was pounding. I don't think the Ice King's ever been this violent when kidnapping me…

She woke up, pushing her upper body from the ice cold ground. She wiped her eyes, her vision blurring even more than it already had before returning to its normalcy. She groaned inwardly. I don't have time for this. I have a kingdom to run, you know!

She glanced around, but the Ice King's familiar bearded face was nowhere to be found. She didn't want to wait. She wanted out of this ice cold palace and back into the warm summer breeze that had always engulfed the Candy Kingdom.

"Princess?" She didn't reply to the gruff, familiar voice. It sounded strange, though. It sounded, almost melancholy. It was terribly strange, but Princess Bubblegum decided not to notice.

"Oh, you're awake." He sighed as he stepped into the light, his blue, kingly robes dragging against the ice and his beard white and cleanly. He looked toward the Princess with a distant, sad gaze. Her kind nature wanted her to ask why he looked as he did, but that was no way to treat an enemy.

"I am," Princess Bubblegum replied coldly.

His gaze saddened as he looked downward to the floor. Was that shame in his eyes?

"I hope you know that Finn will come for me," she stated matter-o-factly.

"Yes," The Ice King replied, "He always does."

Her eyes widened. He was already admitting defeat? Or does he have something up his sleeve?

There was silence for a few moments, before Princess Bubblegum stood on her feet, brushing her hands over her dress to rid it of ice shavings. She walked up to the bars, placing her small hands upon them, even though she hated how they were nearly frozen shut. Her cheeks were rosy with the cold seeping into her skin.

"I suggest you release me before he gets here, and I may ask him to spare you."

"I-I'm afraid I can't do that."

Her eyes widened, before her anger began to show in her face. She opened her mouth to say something rude—something out of her nature. But before she could, he spoke quietly.

"I…have something to ask of you, Princess Bubblegum." He looked down at his hands.

Princess Bubblegum stared into the Ice King's saddened eyes. She almost felt bad for him, but it went away as quickly as it came. She shouldn't feel bad for the man that had kidnapped her and so many others so many times. "Then what is it you want?"

The Ice King shivered—as if he wasn't the King of Ice, but a simple old man of warmth. "I just want you to meet my son."

Princess Bubblegum froze, her breath catching in her throat. It took her a moment to register what he had said. A son.

"You…you don't have a son."

He sighed as if he had expected it. "I do."

"But…but you're not married. Who had your child?" Her astonishment was hard to hide. She refused to believe the alternative. That he would…do something like that to a girl without her wanting to. The Ice King was cold, but not…that.

"I did not need a woman to create him. I used the ice itself."

The ice itself?

"Princess, I'm not as young as I used to be."

You used to be young? The Princess thought sarcastically. He still looked like his regular old self.

"I have failed to marry, and if I don't have a queen, my kingdom won't prosper. I won't live forever, and I'll need someone to run the Ice Kingdom when I'm gone. If I can't find a wife, I'll have to have a child on my own, someone to take care of the Kingdom, and who would be better than my own blood?"

Princess Bubblegum blinked. "But…but how did you…?"

The Ice King smirked proudly. "I used my own blood—my DNA—and the ice from my kingdom. But…I..I.."

"You…?"

He sighed deeply. "I can give him everything. But, I cannot give him a heart. He has to get that on his own."

Princess Bubblegum didn't know what she should say. She didn't know what reply would be appropriate to something like this.

"He…he needs to feel compassion for his people, but he cannot do that if he doesn't have a heart to fill it with."

"So you want me to use science to make him a heart?"

"No, I…" he sighed and rubbed his pale blue face. Princess Bubblegum had never seen him look so distressed. He had his own son, finally, but he had failed in giving him a heart. What father wouldn't be sad about that?

"I want you to find it."

"Find it?"

The Ice King nodded vigorously. "Yes, I know it is somewhere in him. But, I fear the ice too thick for me to get through. I need you to find his heart."

"But what if it's not there?" she replied. What if he didn't have a heart and all he had was…ice?

"Please, Princess, we have to try. I refuse to believe my own son was born heartless and cruel. I beg of you!"

And to make it even worse, the man dropped to his knees, his hands clasped together as if he were about to pray. His eyes closed, and his long, crippled nose to the ground.

The princess sighed. How would she know how to find a heart in a man made of ice and blood?

But he's down on his knees, a king! Begging me to do something I'm not even sure I can do.

Princess Bubblegum sighed. She took a deep breath of the icy air. She wished Finn would leap from the ceilings and beat him out of his wits, but that wasn't happening. And the man was on his knees, pleading.

"Fine…I'll help you."

Author's Note:

Hi! This is my first story on Fanfiction! I hope you enjoyed this. I had originally thought about PB falling in love with the Ice King, but with his reputation, I couldn't really think of a way for that to work out. So, I decided to do one on his son, and PB. I thought it would be really cute.

I do plan on doing more Adventure Time stories with my favorite couples like Fiona and Marshall Lee, Finn and Flame Princess, and any others I find cute and adorable!

Thank you for reading!