The Ice King pranced around in his lair wearing his Marceline wig while singing the song he wrote for his first fanfiction of Fionna and Cake,
"Oh~... Oh, Fionna!
Your fists have touched my heart!
Oh~... Oh, Fionna!
I won't let anything in this world
Keep us apart.
Hehe~"
The Ice King giggled because he had picked up a penguin pretending it to be his Fionna, but then reality set in. He sighed,
"You're not my Fionna, you're just an ordinary penguin, Gunter. Just an... Ordinary..." Ice King sighed dropping his penguin to the ground unceremoniously. He pulled off his wig and wondered about the world he had created in his head.
The Land of Aaa.
If only it were real and then him and his perfect Fionna could finally be together.
Without even thinking about it the Ice King began to hum, and that escalated to him singing the song again only this time super dramatically,
"OH~... OH, Fionna!
I won't let anything! NOT A SINGLE THING! In this world keep us apart!"
He then went over to his drums and did a little riff and sang what he just sung again, and oddly by the end of it he amazed himself.
"Wow, that sounded pretty good. Maybe I should make a rock and roll-ish remix on all my songs. What do you think, Gunther?"
The penguin chirped and Ice King took it as a yes.
"Alright well let's get down to business! Gunther go grab my recording equipment, and Gunter you get my keyboard! And the rest of you grab my other instruments! Hehe, this is going to be a big success I can already feel it."
"Knock, knock." Interrupted Finn tapping on the ice doorway of Ice King's domain with Marshall Lee floatin' in right behind him.
"Hey-yo Simon, we got some questions for you." Finn said all authoritative like, but stopped when he saw Simon completely enraptured with his tangled cords that he just rolled his eyes and went up to the delusional old man and laid a gentle hand on his shoulder, effectively getting Simon's attention; and Finn whispered gently,
"Come on man, you're embarrassing me."
Simon snapped out of his musings and laughed,
"Oh sorry, I was being such a silly just then wasn't I?" He giggled as he let free of the cords and turned around to see who he was embarrassing Finn in front of. No doubt a gorgeous Princess obviously.
You can imagine the shock Simon felt seeing a male vampire.
He rubbed his wizard eyeballs just to be sure before saying,
"Yo Finn, who's the vamp?" And then he scratched his beard, "Say wait a second, didn't we kill all the vampires?"
"So you're telling me you don't know this guy at all?.." Finn asked while wildly gesturing all around Marshall Lee hoping to conjure up some memory.
"Am I suppose to?.." Simon asked nervously hoping this wasn't one of those trick questions, and then gave out a tiny laugh before saying, "You know, my memory hasn't been all that great lately. I'm even having troubles recalling what I had for breakfast! Isn't that funny? Lets see... Hm. What did I have for breakfast?.. Hm. Eggs? No no... Grapefruit? That sounds pretty good right about now. Hm... What are we talking about?"
Finn grabbed his head and growled in frustration, and that's when Marshall floated on in and said nonchalantly,
"Well it looks like this lead was a dead end."
Marshall took notice to the guitar a couple of the penguins were carrying out and he took it off their fins. Marshall then began playing sweet nothings to Simon's fascination.
"Say you're pretty good at that," Simon complimented.
"Ya, weird," Marshall said with a small laugh, "My memory's kaput but I still know how to play one these babies."
"Weird right?" Simon responded, not really knowing what the vamp was talking about for sure, but just laughed and moved over to his equipment to find something to play with his new musical bro.
Finn sighed. He was honestly tired, and confused, and the way Finn handles things is to just roll with the punches one by one, but with the way things were looking there were no more things to punch! And that. That just out right upset Finn. That's when PB called him on his crystal. He lifted his hat a little to expose the crystal, and a holographic PB appeared.
"Finn," PB said worriedly.
"Hey PB."
"Finn," PB was a bit edgy in her tone, "Have you seen Simon yet?"
"We just got here sort of."
"What?"
"Yeah sorry, Marshall got us into this party and it got me distracted. It won't happen again."
"It's alright, Finn, but please get back as soon as you can. There's something I need to speak to Marshall Lee about."
"Okay PB."
"Another thing, have you contacted Marceline at all?"
"No, you haven't?"
"No... Well you hurry up and get done there and get back."
"Alright, on it."
Finn turned around to see Marshall and Simon singing together, and he thought maybe it was a little unfair to break up their good music vibes just yet.
Finn hummed. He still was thinking about what Marshall said to him, but after thinking it over and over in his boy brain he had concluded that Marshall was probably going to say he likes it here.
In the land of Ooo.
Come on two guys can't be together in that way. If that were the case Jake would've told him about that... Or maybe that was tier 15?.. What even was tier 15? Wait how could you get to tier 15 if you have a girlfriend? Can girlfriends have girlfriends? Does Finn even know anybody who is like that?
Maybe Princess Bubblegum and Marceline. Holy cow that would make a lot of sense. Or is Finn thinking stupid stuff.
Uhg! Finn needed to focus.
He decided he would just go look for Simon's books. Maybe they have some answers in them somehow. Maybe Finn could show them to Marshall and something would happen.
Across the room Simon was just fooling around with the keyboard when Gunther came up to yank on the strings for fun which resulted in him knocking over the thing by getting all caught in the cords and tipping it over.
The thing hit the ground, and miraculously didn't break, but it started playing Simon's and Marcy's song- Remember you.
"Gunther! What did daddy!-"
Marshall didn't know what hit him exactly. He was just goofing around with the strings when that song on Simon's keyboard started playing and he just... Blacked out sort of.
He had a vision though. He saw himself when he was really little crying in this horribly destroyed world with collapsed buildings, burning cars, and terror everywhere; When a woman with this long dark brown hair, and thick round glasses approached him with this stuffed animal. He smiled at her. And that was the end of that.
When Marshall blinked his eyes open he was laying on the ice floor and Finn was over top of him with those cute worried eyes of his. He was asking things but Marshall didn't really listen.
He just sat up and grabbed his aching head and asked,
"Glob, what happened?"
"You just fainted." Finn answered.
"Dang... I don't know I think I had sort of a flashback." Marshall said with stressed induced bags under his eyes.
"Flashback?" Finn repeated, and then the gears in his head started spinning. What if... What if this music induced a memory somehow. Finn went over to the keyboard and picked it up and set it all back up again.
"What are you doing?" Marshall asked while running a hand through his hair.
"We gotta keep playing this stuff," Finn answered pressing the play button, "It's obviously helping with your memory."
"Finn it caused me to go unconscious." Marshall said a bit peeved at what Finn was doing.
"Yeah, but you remembered something didn't you?" Finn said with a cocky smile, raising his brows- because he knew he was right.
"Yeah, but- that's not the point!" Marshall yelled furiously. He didn't want to hear that crap again.
"Really, because I think it is." Finn retorted, totally overlooking Marshall's irritation.
Marshall smacked his face and then started to growl underneath his breath.
"Okay okay," Finn said stopping the music- because it didn't seem to conjure more memories which was Finn's goal; But that's when he had another idea,
"We won't listen to it again, but an idea just struck me. Firstly, Simon I don't think I properly introduced you two."
Finn grabbed Simon's arm and got the two to stand directly right in front of each other. Simon smiled nervously because Marshall was glaring at Finn with his demon eyes. However Finn didn't seemed to notice them, and he just kept going,
"Simon this is my good friend, Marshall Lee the vampire King. Ring any bells?"
"Nope not really." Was Simon's bland response.
"What? Are you kidding me!?" Finn screamed, losing his cool. "Marshall Lee! The character you created in your fanfictions about everyone!"
"The fanfictions-" Simon repeated and then it struck him, "oh ya! Ya! So you're saying this is Marshall Lee?" He pointed at the vamp in front of him, "He's out of my books? How did he get here!? Did he bring Fionna with him?" Simon then got all giddy at the idea of Fionna finally being here so they could be together.
"No he didn't," Finn answered, disappointed, "and we don't know how he got here. That's why we're asking you."
"Well I don't know how he would have gotten here. Trust me I tried everything I could to bring those books to life but it just never worked."
"So your saying you have no idea how this-" Finn used his arms to present Marshall Lee head to toe before finishing, "got here?"
"Nope," Simon said decidedly, "but you know a thought just occurred to me."
Simon stepped forth and placed his hands on Marshall's shoulders. The vampire stiffened because he had no idea what the old wizard was going to do. Then, with a serious face, Simon said,
"If you think about it... You're like my son."
Marshall nervously laughed, because the way Simon looked so infatuated with him that moment would've been cruel to tell the old man otherwise.
"Hey Simon how about you read us one of your books." Finn threw out there. Earlier he had a thought that they may come in handy. Like hypothesizing that Marshall did come out of these fanfictions, then by reading the books should clearly conjure up something. Anything!
"Splendid idea. Let me go grab one." Simon agreed easily and left.
Finn turned around to see Marshall with his arms crossed and an unamused frown on his face, and then the vampire said harshly,
"Listen Finn, I think I'm going to bail."
That completely threw Finn off,
"Wait what?"
"This isn't helping and it's almost dawn and I'd like to get some shut eye."
"But Marshall these stories could have the answer!"
Marshall then growled in frustration and grabbed his hair,
"I don't care about the stories or the answers!" Marshall scoffed, "You just don't get it. I'm out of here!" Marshall then stormed to the exit of Simon's domain and just flew off- leaving Finn stranded and totally confused.
"Don't get what?.." Finn repeated to himself, and then he sank to the ground. Glob, what was wrong with Finn? It seemed like every person he ever comes to care about or even like just ends up hating him or something.
Simon totally missed everything so when he came back with a book he was shocked to find Marshall gone and Finn looking down.
"Hey where did Marshall Lee go?" Simon asked looking down at the blue boy.
"He took off," Finn gloomily responded.
"Oh well that blows. I was going to read him, 'The Prince Who Wanted Everything' by Lumpy Space Princess. She did a pretty good job I must say."
At that Finn then snapped his head up because a thought just occurred to him.
"Simon- say that again!"
"She did a pretty good job I must say?"
"Yeah yeah!" Finn jumped up to his feet and asked excitedly,
"Simon does anyone else write these fanfictions?"
"Oh um, I don't know. Probably?"
Finn nodded and then he took off. What if some other people heard about these books and like Simon started writing their own and becoming obsessed. So obsessed to the point they wanted to bring these characters to life. It was just a theory but this theory was something to work on.
On the way home the sun began to rise and Finn yawned. Dang he needed some sleep too, but he needed to get this stuff handled.
What did Marshall mean when he said Finn didn't get it?
What was their to get?
Finn got that Marshall said he wasn't about getting his memory back, and that he liked it here, but come on. Everyone's gotta go back home eventually- if that's what they wanted. Finn was just making sure that that's what he wanted.
The sun was high up in the early morning by the time Finn got home. He dropped his gear, exhausted to the max and starving too. He went into the kitchen to make himself a quick sandwich and sliced him up an orange using his Finn sword. After eating he just remembered PB telling him to hurry back. He smacked his tired face with a groan and decided to get down to it then.
"BMO!" he hollered.
BMO appeared out of the doorway with a,
"Yes Finn?"
"Where's Marshall?"
"Oh the handsome vampire is sleeping in your bed." Was BMO's playful response.
Finn eyed the game system while he walked past him and hurriedly climbed his way to the bedroom.
And then Finn saw him, the lump raising up and down underneath some of Finn's animal skins and blankets on his bed.
Finn groaned as he glared at the thing. While Marshall abandoned him and flew here probably under a few minutes Finn had to walk the entire way and was tired out his mind only to find said abandoner sleeping in his bed!
Finn silently stomped over the the sleeping vampire and contemplated grabbing his garlic spray for one heck of a rude awakening, but decided against it. Not because he cared about the vampire or anything, but because he left his pack downstairs.
Finn walked up to the lump, and slowly lowered his hand onto it. He could hear the snores of the beast underneath. He wondered, was it even safe to wake a vampire?
Oh whatever! If Finn didn't get sleep neither did this guy.
Finn shook the lump while whispering,
"Marshall. Maaaaaarshhhhhaall."
The lump began to stir and then a pale arm submerged from the coverings along with eventually a face and chest. Bare chest.
Then the sun beaming in from Finn's window hit Marshall's face, and the vampire hissed as it burned. Finn quickly switched into high gear to close the curtains.
Marshall giggled,
"You're cute when you worry."
Finn turned around with a flush. Finn's not cute- he's manly; And he glared at Marshall for saying so.
Marshall giggled some more,
"Oh come on don't be like that, here," he patted the bed space next to him, "Come lay with me."
Finn's flush escalated to a blush as he protested,
"No way, we got to get to PB's."
Marshall sighed,
"You know I never took you as such a serious type, Finn."
Finn then pressed his lips together tightly because Marshall was right. This wasn't like him to be so serious and stuff. Finn's all about taking it easy and fly by the seat of his pants. Maybe he wasn't being himself lately.
Marshall smirked knowing his words were getting to the kid. He sat up and said,
"Now come on and get into bed. If you don't then I'll just make you so." Which Marshall Lee easily could. With his demon eyes and telekinesis he can have anyone do his bidding. Weird how Marshall could remember that.
Finn sighed in defeat. He was physically drained, maybe sleeping a bit wouldn't hurt, but why did they have to share his bed? And why was Marshall shirtless!
It didn't matter, Finn had no choice anyway. Finn kicked off his little boots and socks and went over to his bed and ordered,
"Fine, but only for an hour."
"Alright!" Marshall exclaimed, happy that Finn agreed without any extra convincing.
Finn's face burned as he tried to situate himself in his bed of furs and blankets when Marshall just blatantly wrapped his arms around Finn's bod and pulled him in closer.
"We're spooning!" Finn squeaked, not meaning to say that out loud.
"I kind of like this," Marshall said huskily into Finn's hat, and then without Finn noticing Marshall grabbed onto the hat and pulled it off, releasing Finn's hair. He then pressed his nose in it and inhaled.
"Nice~."
The action caused Finn to squeak, and flipped around to push Marshall away,
"What are you doing!"
"Just taking in your scent," Marshall answered, pretending like this was some sort of innocent act.
"That's creepy!"
"I think it's a perfectly normal thing to do."
"Well you are wrong. People don't smell other people's hair."
"Well do people at least cuddle together?" Marshall asked with a sly grin.
"We are not cuddling."
"That's not what you said two seconds ago."
Finn groaned, "This is just two guys sharing a bed without any romantic stuff going on, we clear?"
"Clear as day,"
And at that Finn turned back around and Marshall got to wrap his arms around him.
"Marshall!-"
"It's comfiest this way," Marshall swiftly pointed out, "It's only weird if you make it. I know I'm hot but- ow!"
Finn shut the cocky vampire up by lightly punching him in the cheek with a sadistically happy grin.
"That's my cheek meat." Marshall whined holding his cheek.
"Next time do as I say. Now let's get some sleep." Finn relaxed his head against the pillows and actually Marshall was happy with the changing of positions. He got a clear viewing of Finn's resting face.
The kid must've been extremely tired because in like a couple minutes he was already snoring.
The vampire had to bite his lip to not laugh out loud because the sight of Finn's slightly agape mouth, snoozing away with some drool was too cute; and then it got better! Finn had rolled over again, giving Marshall perfect access to snuggle close and spoon- which the vampire totally did.
The sound of Finn's heart beating steady, his blood pumping throughout his body was a sensational lullaby to Marshall's heightened senses.
If Finn could see what they were doing he'd definitely flip which sort of excited Marshall to see.
Plus, it was just so exciting to hold a being like Finn. A human! Humans were supposed to be extinct... Or at least Marshall had a thought they were. How messed up he can remember those things but not the things of his past. Even so, things were looking pretty good now he had such a deliciously cute boy in his arms. Hot to the touch, in fact, it was getting pretty warm under all the covers- a good warm. A cozy warm.
Marshall watched in fascination how Finn's breathing was evening, and then eventually his snores grew louder, and his heart settled calmly by beating slower in his ribcage. Marshall took the opportunity to run his hand through the golden mane Finn had. So long and gorgeous. How does a boy grow hair like this! And it smelled amazing. Finally getting what he wanted Marshall snuggled in closer, closed his eyes, and went to sleep.
Finn walked the forest in the dark, and it was so dark Finn could barely see a thing. In fact he couldn't see trees, bushes, or even the stars in the sky. Was he even in a forest? Was it even night time? It didn't feel like it.
"Where am I?"
Looking around Finn did see a light glowing around a corner of darkness. Once he made that corner he found that light was actually Flame Princess! He stepped toward her,
"Flame Princess..."
She turned her face to only glare at Finn and then take off like that. Finn's only source of light in this darkness! He called for her but she didn't care, and instead of feeling sad Finn just felt guilty.
Why would he feel guilty, he didn't do anything wrong yet?
Yet...
Eventually he will though, and that should count.
Finn looked up and he saw the moon.
And she was falling awfully close to him.
That giant gray orb will probably crush him, and just when it was about to the moon stopped and a door was opened up by Marshall Lee hanging upside down. He smiled and winked at Finn before extending his hand. Finn reached for it but stopped himself,
"Wait, I'm forgetting something aren't I?"
"No you're not," Marshall said looking sad, "I am." And then Marshall fell out of the moon and onto the ground with Finn. The door shut, locked, and then this knocking started up. It kept knocking until eventfully it turned into a pounding. Marshall looked wigged out as he grabbed his head and whispered,
"They're waiting for me."
Finn approached the door and tried to open it by banging on it, but it wouldn't stop and knocking kept going and going and then Marshall laid a hand on Finn and said,
"It's too late- I'm coming in!"
Finn brows furrowed-
"What?" Finn snapped awake in his bed and he looked around to see he was in his room, and then he looked back for Marshall and found the vampire had shifted into a small monster bat-like creature and was snoring away.
"Awe..." Finn couldn't help himself from aweing, too cute.
"FINN!"
Finn screamed, waking Marshall Lee, and then turning around to find BMO to be the culprit.
"Finn," BMO exclaimed worriedly, "Princess Bubblegum is downstairs and she is frickin' mad!"
Finn's eyes widened, realizing what he had done. He ran over to the curtains and pulled them back to find that the sun was about high noon.
Marshall hissed because the sunlight had hit him causing him to fall to the floor in pain.
Finn screeched and then jumped downstairs not wasting a moment longer.
PB was pacing the room when Finn jumped in and she turned around and Finn could see it. The stress underneath her eyes.
"Finn!" She screamed, "I've been trying to get ahold of you all day! Where have you been!?"
"I know, I'm sorry Princess." Finn apologized, feeling ashamed. "It's just I was so tired and whatnot so-"
"Never mind that, where's the vampire?" PB interrupted. What was with her? She seemed so edgy lately.
"He's..." Finn drifted, wondering what he should say. That he's in my bedroom?
And then the shutters and curtains on the windows closed, the candles lit, and Marshall Lee entered the room- shirtless.
"What's going on, Princess Bubbles?" The vampire asked, chipper than everyone else in the room.
"... Bubblegum." PB corrected while narrowing her eyes at the vampire.
"Right, my bad." Marshall said as he floated to the kitchen.
"Finn could we speak together in private?" PB asked already turning away.
"Sure um..."
The two walked down the empty treasure room and as soon as they got there PB started in.
"Listen," she said, "I don't mind what you and him are doing together, but I need you to hear me out."
Finn flushed, realizing what PB was implying and exclaimed,
"Wait PB, you got it all wrong! We're not doing any of that sort of thing!"
"Finn there's no time," PB growled frustratedly, "let's just get Marshall Lee back to the lab so I can repair his memory."
"Actually PB no can do. Marshall doesn't want to go through with it."
"What?"
"He doesn't want his memory back." Finn answered with a shrug.
"Finn, he needs his memory back. This isn't about wanting." PB said solemnly.
"Ya, but what are we going to do? Force him?"
"Finn," PB sighed stepping away, "I didn't want to say this..." Her head lowered, "but when you brought him in that blood on him wasn't his own."
"What..?"
"He may not remember anything now," PB turned around and approached Finn, standing before him, "but whose to say he won't eventually, and if he does I want him to be somewhere secure," she pressed her fist into her palm to empathize the secure in her statement.
"Where if certain precautions needed to be done then I would seek to it."
"... Okay."
Marshall scavenged for some red and came across some erasers and sucked them dry. He sighed, relaxing into Finn's red couch. This place was growing on him. It was just nice and... Home-y. Like he could just spend the rest of his immortal days here. Well, maybe not the rest of them because he can't just share a place with Finn just yet. He hasn't even gotten the boy to confess his feelings to him yet.
Marshall was confident he could win the heart of the boy hero of Ooo. He can win anyone's heart; But on a different note Marshall should probably be looking for his own place. It's for the best.
That's when PB and Finn climbed back up and entered the room. Finn rubbed his arm nervously as he approached the vampire chilling on his couch.
"Marshall," Finn said earning the friendly attention of the vampire King, "Listen we gotta get you back to the lab."
Marshall blinked- not expecting that, and sat up with his brows furrowed and asked,
"What for?"
"You need to get your memory back."
"Finn, we already talked about this," Marshall said, clearly upset, "I don't want my memory back."
"You need your memory back!" PB butted in, seeing Finn wasn't probably going to get through this stubborn vampire.
"There's things about yourself that even you don't know!"
Marshall then got furious, getting off of Finn's couch and yelled,
"Maybe I don't want to know them then!" Marshall scoffed at the bubblegum girl, and turned his glare toward Finn and said angrily,
"And your siding with her? Come on, Finn, I thought you were cool!"
"What? There aren't any sides here."
"Marshall Lee you haven't much choice." PB informed, "Your memory returning is unavoidable. Your healing powers will eventually undo the scarring on its own."
"No you haven't much choice! It's my decision whether I get my memory back or not." Marshall scoffed, "Y'know what, I'm out of here!" And just like that Marshall Lee was gone by bolting furiously fast.
PB scoffed, "He won't even listen to reason!"
Finn grabbed his head and groaned. Dang it now Marshall was mad at him. And this was all Princess Bubblegum's fault.
"PB!" Finn's scolded, "Why did you yell at him!"
PB was taken back by Finn's tone and then answered,
"Because Finn he needs to understand the gravity of this situation."
"Like what? That he may have been a monster? What if Marshall's doing the right thing by not remembering."
"Finn if it were that way then yes I would leave his memory be, but the fact of the matter is that his memory will come back. Whether we help it or not."
...
"Plus there's more."
"What more could there be?" Finn scoffed.
"Marceline's missing."
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Now those of you who have read the comics may know more than me about the actual origins of the supposed Ice Queen of the genderbent fanfictions universe- and not to spoil anything- yes my version doesn't follow that canon, but there's also a good reason. You see, that story involved Gunter telling it, and those are just fanfictions made indirectly by the creators. My fanfictions don't follow Gunters fanfictions because in a way it doesn't even make sense, plus my plot it different. This isn't about fantasy worlds- it's about alternate dimensions.