DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN THE TALLEST OR ANY OF THE ADVENTURE TIME GEDER BENDER CHARACTERS. THERE. THAT IS ALL. NOW, PLEASE R&R!
"Doo dee doo dee doo," Fionna sang happily as she and prince Gumball walked together through the land of Aaa. "Tra la la, tra la la, walking with the prince, tra la la!" her songs always made PG smile. "oh, you are adorable, Fionna." The prince chuckled. But, their laughter was interrupted by a large, flaming object screaming across the sky, coming within inches of incinerating/squashing Fionna. "what was that?" she asked him "Irkens." He answered his face grave. He had had an experience with Irkens years back. His mother's broken, bloody, and battered face flashed in his mind. "and there's bound to be more." That is when the Irken stepped out of its' ship. Prince Gumball immediately recognized it. This was the Irken that caused him all that pain (he absent-mindedly rubbed the arm his father had loved to punch) this was the Irken that had cost him his mother. This was the Irken… the Irken named Tallest Red. He looked up and saw Fionna clinging to PG and PG with pink liquid emerging from his eyes and streaming down his face. He immediately recognized the 18-year-old and had a flash image of the same crying 8-year-old prince. "ah, hello, Prince Blowpop." "it's Prince GUMBALL!" he shouted, tasting something sweet and salty. He realized he was swallowing his own tears. "why are you here?" Fionna snapped, seeing that hr prince was in pain. "well, little girl, my Voot Runner appears to have crashed on your filthy rock that each and every human is forced to call home." "first of all, there is ONE human on earth, Fionna." Gumball said with a sneer. "second of all," chimed in Fionna "I'm no little girl! I'm a heroin!" the Irken laughed. "little girl, do you mind if I have a second alone with the prince?" Fionna was about to snap, and scream, "IT'S ALIEN FIGHTING TIME!" but, the prince put a hand on her shoulder, and nodded for her to go away. She walked behind the hill they had just walked over when she was almost creamed by the aliens' ship. "look, Prince Blowpop-" "gumball." "-whatever. I know you're good at fixing things, and my ship is broken…" "you want ME, the boy who's mother you killed to fix your ship?" "well, yes. Will you do it?" Gumball thought for a while. Help the creature that took the life of the woman who gave life to him? Well, the more he helped him, the sooner he was gone. "fine." He agreed. "Good." Tallest Red said with a smirk, before pulling out a small machine that kind of looked like BEMO. "What's that?" Gumball asked. Red grinned evilly, squinting so hard, his eyes looked like slits. "You'll see." He grinned, pushing a button. There was a loud buzzing, a girlish scream (Gumball screams like a girl), and a bright flash of light. Then, it was over. Gumball looked down at his hands, only to find that they weren't his hands! Come to think of it, this wasn't his body! Who am I? The prince asked himself. He looked up to where the alien would've been, only to see his body, smirking at him! As if he heard his thoughts, Red laughed, and answered, "You are me. Now, you have PAK knowledge on how to fix my ship. Just ask it any question starting with the word question." So, he asked a question in the point of view of the tallest. Question; where was I before my ship crashed? A robotic voice answered, "You were flying upward, looking for the place humans call heaven. You hoped to find the prince's mother." The prince didn't believe this. "FIONNA!" screeched he who was no longer tallest Red. Fionna, having no idea this wasn't the prince in his body, came up to him with a stupid, loving, happy grin. Probably one of her last for what seemed like forever. "Yeah, PG?" he didn't answer. He just grabbed her by the arm in an iron death grip. "PG! Let go! You're creaming my arm!" he heard her. He just pulled hard on her arm to signal he wanted to go. "I'll take the girl home. You take the Voot Runner to my lab." The Prince who was no longer the prince gathered the runner in the carrier he had in his PAK. "Treat her right!" he called after the boy made of gum and the girl. But, he didn't know that Irkens have their own idea of what's wrong and what's right.
What's the deal with PG? Thought Fionna as she was lugged along hard enough to tear away and liquefy her arm. I can't tell if he's messing with me, or… or what? "Keep up, you worthless girl!" he snarled at her. She not only caught up, she pulled close to him so he didn't yank her arm off. "PG, I-" that brought Prince Gumball to a dead stop. He yanked her into his face "you will NOT call me "PG", understand? You will call me "your highness." GOT IT?" his nail dug into her cheek, causing her a cabbage of pain "yes…" she whimpered "yes what?" "Y-yes your highness." She sobbed. "Good. Now, GET INSIDE, AND GO TO YOUR TOWER, WOMAN!" he threw her inside, where she scurried upstairs. "And I'll see if I feel like feeding you!" she heard, through the pounding of her heart. She rushed into her posh bedroom, and locked the door. "Hm? Fionna, what's up, girl? What happened to your face?" Cake asked, as she woke from a peaceful slumber on the queen-sized round mattress. Knowing what he who was no longer the prince would do if he found out she had told ANYONE, even Cake about her predicament, Fionna started to cry. "Why is the door locked? What if the prince wants to come in?" Fionna grabbed her cat, and pulled her into her arms. "That's what I'm trying to prevent, Cake. He gave me this scratch. And, from what he's acting like, I can tell there's more to come. Cake, I think there's a word for when a guy hits a younger girl, but, I forget it." "Abuse." Cake whispered under her breath. "Huh?" "That's what it's called, Fionna. Abuse. There's child abuse, and there's spousal abuse. Considering you're thirteen and he's eighteen, I'd call this child abuse." The two heard the door knob jiggle, then a loud banging and he who was no longer the tallest scream, "FIONNA! OPEN THE DOOR!" not wanting Cake to get hurt, Fionna hid the cat under her bed, and opened the door. "Yes, your highness?" she whimpered. "I decided to feed you." He sneered, throwing a bowl of taffy on the floor. "But, before I let you have it…" he pulled a stick out from behind his back, and started hitting Fionna with it, laughing as he did so. "Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow! Your highness, stop it! Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow! Please! Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow! Why are you doing this to me?" he who was no longer tallest red laughed at the sweet, sniveling, sobbing, begging girl. Finally tiring of the beating, he picked up his stick, and left her to cry, and look at her bruises. Cake came out from under the bed. "Child abuse." She said, gravely. "Definitely child abuse." The two girls picked the taffy out of the push pink carpet, and ate the fuzziest pieces first, wanting to make it last as long as they could. After all, they had no clue when they'd be eating next, if at all. "Well, he won't do this forever, right? He loves me! He does! We're best friends!" Cake shook her head gravely. "I don't know. I'm going to steal some pies on windowsills. You go into the bathroom, and wash off your wounds." Fiona took off her pink ball gown, leaving her in her black bra and panties. She dabbed her wounds with some water, and changed into a red plaid shirt, blue jeans, and a pair of black sneakers, not knowing when she'd feel good enough to wear her dress again. "But, its ok, because I love you, PG. you're my best friend, even though you don't act like it. I may not know when you'll act like it again, but, you care about me, and I care about you." He who was no longer the tallest walked in, and smacked her upside her head. "Well, I love you."