Ice King came to Marcy's house again. Even though she didn't act like it, she actually enjoyed it when he came over. Until today.
She was floating above her couch, Hambo in her arms, when he walked in. "Hey Marceline. Wanna jam? Huh? Wanna?"
"Sure." She replied simply and set Hambo on the couch.
"Hey Marceline?"
"What?"
"Aren't you a little old for teddy bears?"
Tears came to Marceline's eyes. "Please go." She told Ice King. He held up his hands in surrender and walked out.
Marceline had only cried a few times in her life before. She was taught by her father at a young age to not cry. Don't let people see her weak. But this time she let it all out.
She had been asked that question many times before. And the only person she told the story to was Finn. She called him now.
Ring Ring
Finn answered the phone, "Hello?"
"H-hey F-finn can you maybe come over? I really need a good friend right now that I can talk to."
Finn could tell she was crying. "Sure be there in five." He said and hung up and left.
Five Minutes Later
Finn was at Marceline's door. He knocked. Marceline opened it and hugged him. "H-he asked me." She cried into his chest.
"Who asked you what?" Finn was confused. Marceline told him what had happened with Ice King. "He doesn't remember anything!" She cried. "Not a thing."
Finn just let her cry. He wasn't going to tell her it was alright. Because it wasn't.
That was a little depressin'. Sorry.