Hey everybody! I know what you're thinking; "Why is she posting another story when she hasn't updated Are We All We Are? in weeks?" and the answer my dear readers is because I needed to start this before the idea went out of my head since it randomly came to me last night when I couldn't sleep.

Don't worry you're pretty little heads. 1. Are We All We Are? will be updated as soon as I have time which shouldn't be too far away since I get my Christmas holidays pretty soon. 2. This story is stand alone, AU and wont be similar to Are We All We Are? (Well it shouldn't be since I have different ideas for both).

Anyway here's the introduction chapter My Life May Or May Not Be F#*cked Up By You or MLMOMNBFUBY for "short" :)

So read, review, follow, favourite and enjoy!

Bonnibel Bubblegum pulled the tape over the final box letting out a satisfied sigh as she did so. Picking it up carefully, she waddled down the stairs into the kitchen and placed it onto the floor next to the others.

"Is that the last one?" Her mother asked as she handed her a marker.

"Yup. All packed and ready to go." She scribbled 'books #2' across the top of the box before handing the marker back to her mother. The movers had begun packing up the truck so she decided up join her mother at the breakfast bar to wait.

"Not long now, sweetie. Just a couple of hours drive and we'll be unpacking all this stuff again."

"I don't think 14 hours is classed as 'a couple'" Bonnibel laughed. "Are we making any stops on the way?"

Her mother shook her head. "Just for gas. If I get tired you can take the wheel for a while."

"Gee thanks." She said sarcastically. She looked around the now mostly empty house. It looked a lot bigger without all their stuff. She'd miss this place.

A deep voice interrupted her reflection.

"Everything's packed and ready to go Ms Bubblegum." One of the movers announced to them.

"Excellent. We'll see you at the new house. Thank you again sir." The mover nodded slightly before taking his leave. "Ready to go?"

Bonnibel nodded. They both rose from their seats and walked towards their car out front, Bonnibel stopping in the doorway briefly to say one last goodbye.

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It was several hours into their trip to their new home before Bonnibel took her earphones out of her ears, deciding to savour her last bit of battery life to text her friends. She sighed deeply and turned to look out the window at the passing scenery. Not that it was much to look at. The motorway only had so many attractions such as the billboards indicating how far away the closest Candy Kingdom was and the occasional tree.

How stimulating she thought.

Keeping her head slightly turned and her eyes away from her mother she spoke; "You can't keep doing this you know."

She heard her mother inhale deeply. It was a few more seconds before she spoke. "What do you mean, sweetie?"

Bonnibel turned her head, trying hard not to roll her eyes at her mother's poor attempt at feigning ignorance. "You know what I mean. This is the fourth time in eight years we've moved. You can't keep relocating every time he tries to get in contact with us. With me."

She saw her mother's knuckles turn white as she gripped the steering wheel tightly at the mention of him. "That's not what this is sweetie. I just thought we could use a fresh start."

"I'm not stupid Mom, I'm seventeen. Besides it was just a birthday card."

"Which means he knows where we are. Where we were at least. This way we don't have to deal with him. That's the way I want things for us. We don't need him sweetie."

Bonnibel sighed. "Is that what you think this is? Mom I'm just a big a fan of the guy as you are but it just seems a little drastic to move every time he-"

"It's what I want Bonnibel!" she snapped. Bonnibel's eyes went wide. Her mother hardly ever raised her voice to her or lost her temper. She knew it was time to drop the subject.

"There's a Candy Kingdom off the next exit. We should get some food." She said keeping her eyes front.

Her mother just nodded, moving the car into the appropriate lane for the turn off.

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She decided to drive for a little while once they'd finished eating, allowing her mother to get some rest in the passenger seat. She was glad they'd stopped; one of Bonnibel's favourite restaurants was the Candy Kingdom. She couldn't help but hope the town they were heading to, Ooo, had at least one Candy Kingdom located in or around it.

Probably should've researched this place a little. She thought to herself. It was all happening so fast though. She had barely even finished celebrating her birthday before her mother announced they were moving. Stupid card. Why couldn't he just leave well enough alone? Then I wouldn't have leave my friends and start a new school in the fall. Oh my glob I'm going to have to make new friends. This is such a disaster. She groaned internally.

She stopped however when she glanced to her right. She's doing this for the both of us, not just for her. Remember that Bonnibel. She scolded herself. This was a situation she just had to make the best out of, something she had great experience with.

They swapped back after a few hours, once Bonnibel's eyes began to sting, and it wasn't long before they were pulling up to their new home. From the outside it looked smaller than their old one but this one had a sizable front garden and pathway leading up to the house and Bonnibel remembered her mother saying there were two bedrooms and three bathrooms, the same as before. The moving truck was already pulled up outside waiting for her mother to open the door.

She helped carry in some of the lighter boxes placing them into the furniture-less living room to help speed things along. It was pretty late by the time the last box was unloaded and Bonnibel was grateful when her mother told her they would start the unpacking tomorrow. Saying goodnight, she climbed the stairs looking for the bedroom that wasn't the master bedroom.

The house didn't seem as small from the inside but something about it made it seem different. Not bad different. Just different. Like it was cosier or something. She opened the second door on her left, the first one being the bathroom, and took in the space before her.

It was a simple rectangular room and obviously looked quite big due to there being only a plain, wooden bed to her right. Her desk, wardrobe and shelves were downstairs and would all fit nicely around the room she concluded. Yawning loudly she walked over to the opposite wall to look out her window. It faced out onto the street, showing off the other near identical houses that lined the road on either side. Trees in full bloom stood like big, green lollipops on the pavement spaced evenly apart so as not to shroud the place in complete shade.

Bonnie pulled the window up slightly to let in a slight breeze. It was the start of June and she wanted to avoid waking in the middle of the night in a sweat from the humidity. Slowly making her way back towards her bed she kicked off her shoes and climbed right under the covers, having forgotten to not back a pair of pyjamas. It wasn't long before sleep overtook her however and the slight discomfort of sleeping in jeans and a t-shirt really didn't bother her that much.