Fionna's POV
I was walking to F.P's house to surprise him because tomorrow's his birthday! When I got to his house, I didn't see his car. "I wonder where he is?" I thought. As I
walked back home, I tried calling him, but he didn't pick up. "I thought you were hanging with F.P today?" Cake asked when I walked back inside the treehouse. "I
was, but he wasn't there." I said, as I flopped on the couch. "Hmm?" I guess I'll have to wait 'till tomorrow. I called him again, since we always hang on his birthday.
"Hey Fionna." He said, sounding exhausted. "Hi! I was just wondering if we're still on for tonight?" I asked. "We can hang this afternoon, but the guys wanted me to
go to a little party with them, you know guys night out." F.P said. "But we...always hangout on your birthday." I said softly. "I know, and we can...just not tonight."
F.P said. "Okay. Bye." I hanged up the phone. "Hey baby cakes! Why the long face?" Cake asked as I sat at the table. "F.P bailed on our plans tonight." I said. "That's
weird. If I were you, I'd see what he's up to!" Cake said."You mean spying?" I asked. "I mean seeing he's telling the truth and nothing but the truth." Cake said,
putting a plate of bacon pancakes in front ofme. 'Maybe I should. Only for a little bit.' I thought. I left the treehouse at around 5 and walked to F.P's house. His car
was still there. Then I heard the front door open. I ran to the side of the house and saw F.P get in his car, he was talking on the phone. "I'm on my way. Don't worry,
I'll see you soon." Who was he talking to? He got in his car and drove away. He wasn't going that fast, so I could keep up. He drove almost across town. 'Where is he
going?' I thought, until F.P stopped at a house. He got out of his car and knocked on the door, then someone opened it, but I couldn't see. 'Was it one of his friends?' I
thought. I waited for almost an hour, then I decided to go to the diner that was only down the street. I watched the house as I ate my food. Nothing. "Maybe I should
call?" I said. I took out my phone and tried calling him. Nothing. It's almost 9 and he still hasn't left! I marched back to the house and knocked on the door. No one
answered. I looked around the house, and found a half open window. I was able to climb into the house, and it was dark. I tip toed upstairs, and then I heard a noise.
"Ah...yeah." It was coming from behind that door. I slowly walked over and put my hand on the doorknob. I took a deep breath and opened the door. Then I saw F.P,
naked, on top of some other naked chick. He looked back at me and jumped off of her. "Fionna!" He screamed. "What the hell!" I yelled. "Fionna, it's not what it looks
like!" F.P said. "Oh, so your not cheating on me with some..." I looked over at the girl. I hated cursing but he deserved it, "Slut!" I finally yelled. "Hey! Your just mad,
because I'm better at pleasing him then you are!" She yelled. I wanted to punch her, and kick her, and just beat the living shit out her, but I felt like my heart had
been ripped out of me. "Guess what? You can have him." I said, as tears streamed down cheeks. I walked to a bus stop and rode the bus home. When I got back to
the treehouse, I flopped onto my bed. "Baby cakes? What's wrong?" Cake asked as she walked into my room. I lifted my head out of my pillow. "He...cheated on me!"
I cried. "Oh, poor baby. It's okay." Cake hugged me, which surprisingly made me fell a lot better. "Thanks Cake." I said, as I laid back down and fell asleep.
Cake's POV
I knew it! I know that red head was a cheating son of a bitch! I feel sorry for Fionna, she's never taken heartbreaks easily. When she was 15, Gumball rejected her
and she was depressed for weeks! Gumball was nice enough to still be her friend, but she didn't get over him until F.P. And now he's broken her heart. Poor girl. I
cuddled her until she fell asleep. "It's okay baby cakes." I said softly as I kissed her forehead. For the next few weeks, Fionna was a disaster! First, she was sad,
crying until she couldn't cry anymore. She mainly stayed in her room, curled up in a ball, sobbing. Then she was angery, yelling his name as she punched her pillow.
Then it was back to crying. It had been nearly a month since they broke up, and she's hasn't left the treehouse since. "You need to go out, have some fun Fionna!" I
said, but she just laid there. "Come on baby cakes. It's been almost a month." I said. She just laid there. I didn't want to do this, but she left me no choice. I walked
back downstairs, and grabbed the phone and dialed his number. "Hello?" I took a deep breath. "I need your help."
Haha! Cliffhanger! Tune in next week to find out if Fionna will get her shit together and who was Cake calling!