Marceline sits on her couch, tuning her base as there is a knock at her door. She looks up, confused.
"No one ever visits me."
she thinks to herself. She notes how the sound has died down from the other side of the door, so she resumes to tuning her base. And as just as she was about to strum a chord there was another knock, this one a bit rougher than the one before. She rises up from her current position and strolls over to the thumping door. She peers through her little peephole to see a magnified version of none other than the Ice King.
"Oh no. Not him again..."
Ever since Ice King's last visit Marceline has been in a very vulnerable mood, remembering her old memories of her and Ice King. She then opens the door just as Ice King's knuckles were half- raised, about to knock on her door once again.
Exasperated she huffs out,
"What do you want now, Ice King?"
She says this with a harsher tone than intended. Ice King winces under her wrath, but soon regains his cool. (no pun intended) His eyes meet hers and she notices that his hands are behind his back.
"I heard through the 'wizard vine' that you lost this..."
The hands that were once behind his back emerge through the shadow and in them is the beat-up old teddy bear he had given Marceline before she was blooded and when he was half-sane. Tears begin to well up in the un-dead teen's eyes as shaky hand slowly clutch the prized possesion.
She has the urge to thank him but dos not, for those words seem like nothing in comparison as to what he has done. Instead she embraces the blue man into a hug as joyus tears roll freely down her face. Ice King gasps at the Queen's sudden reaction. And as he returned the embrace a wave of memories flow through the ice king's head.
~ We sit there, in the middle of the city's remains; smoke is every where...
~ I hear the sounds of crying in the distance as I was looking for any survivors of the war. I then spot her-alone. She is calling out for her father, she is so young, so alone.
~She is growing older each day and I often don't remember her name. I see her frowning, tears rolling down her cheeks. What did I just say? Where am I? Who is that? Who am I? The stranger rushes past me and then out the door yelling that I am crazy...
-The Ice King Is Born.-
They release their grip on each other and Ice King heads for the door. He abruptly stops and turns to look at Marceline,
" You may think I've lost my mind but I assure you, I haven't forgotten everything..."
He then turns away and leavs in a cloud of snow and ice. leaving Marceline in the middle of her living room holding onto her reunited hambo close to her unbeating heart,
"Me niether Simon."