So, here's my second story I'm publishing! I was toying with this idea a while ago, but never tried fully finishing it. I hope you enjoy the story, and reviews would be flipping awesome!
Disclaimer; I own nothing, though I created Vienne and Susan, and most of this story. Finn, the events before my story, and "the crown" belong to Adventure Time.
Years passed in icy swiftness for the boy. His mind only seemed to spiral downward from its precarious perch on the edge of insanity, until he couldn't remember anything but the never ending cold, and voices urging him to freeze the world. But, sometimes, if he took the crown off, he could almost remember something. A feeling of safety and faces, names that carefully eluded his grasp. Then, he would hear the voices, ever more insistent in their urges, and he forgot whatever silly thing he had been thinking.
Vienne set down his heavy brown backpack in the shade under the tree and flopped down next to it. He wiped his forehead, partly to get rid of the gathering beads of sweat and partly to brush the strands of his long blonde hair from his eyes. Vienne glanced down at Susan, who was lying on the ground next to him. The eight year-old looked exhausted, and he thought she had fallen asleep until she spoke.
"Vienne?"
"Yeah?"
She sat up slowly. "When are we gonna find Tin?"
"Finn," Vienne corrected his little sister gently. "And, I think we're almost there," he said, glancing at the distant mountains.
"Is he over there?" Susan asked, pointing out the snowy peaks.
Vienne nodded. "I think so. We're near where mom said he was when we left, anyway," He looked back at the mountains. "But, he did leave a long time ago. Mom says I was just a baby, so I think he's gonna be at least twenty by now."
Susan yawned and lied back down. "It'll be fun to have two big brothers," she murmured sleepily. "We can play a bunch of games, and you an' Finn can help daddy."
Vienne rested his hand on his sister's back and looked around. All that could be seen for miles was a big empty field. And, of course, the huge mountains. With the sun directly overhead, it was a stroke of luck the pair was able to find even a single tree where they could hide from the immense heat.
He began to think about Finn. He couldn't remember his brother, since they had to leave when Vienne was just a baby, but he could picture Finn pretty well from the stories his mother told. She told him the one story many times, about how he sent them away after a big explosion so he could stay behind to protect other people too. Vienne's mom told him stories of Finn when he was little, too, and how he would play with a dog they used to have named Jake. Vienne also remembered the conversation he had with his mother just before he and Susan left, which was about a week ago.