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Also, this story is just BASED on The Little Mermaid. Which means, while many of the themes will be similar, they won't be perfectly identical ;)
Chapter Two
(Flame Princess's POV)
"UGH!" I shouted, letting the door slam behind me. Despite it, the house didn't shake, not even a little. Finn HAD built it to be stable, because, well, I'm not exactly the most stable either.
"Finn!" Just the thought of him brought a whole new wave of emotion. My eyes stung as they longed to produce tears (they couldn't, since, you know, fire and water don't mix).
Visions of his burned lips danced in my head. I moaned, and punched the wall.
Why did he give up so much to be with me? I mean, he was FINN! Not only a hero, but also sweet, thoughtful, (I blushed) and pretty cute.
Me? I destroyed or hurt everything I touched. I sometimes had a temper, too, but Finn never yelled at me. He never got angry with me. I didn't deserve him.
I slowly pulled myself up, hating how weak I felt. There had to be some way I could stop hurting Finn.
Just as the thought sprung in my head, an answer came. I shook my head violently, and pressed my hand to my mouth to stifle the cries.
"No," I whispered. "No no no no!" I couldn't break up with him! He was the only reason I left the fire kingdom in the first place! And aside from that…I think he was changing me.
And I think I liked that.
But if someone had to get hurt…maybe it was better to be me. If I lo…liked him that much, maybe I had to let him go.
Suddenly, I sniffed the air, and a smile pulled at my lips. Something really sweet swirled around, tickling my nose.
I looked on the windowsill, only to find that in my funk, some of my flames had melted some bubblegum.
Wait a minute…
"YES!" I cried, spinning in a circle. Maybe there WAS a way to make Finn and I work.
About an hour later, I finally reached the gate. It rose high into the air, showing the world it's red, glossy, glory. I stuck my tongue out and licked it.
"Perfect!" I smiled, while tasting some more. Whoever had decided to make gates out of Twizzler's was okay in my book.
"HEY!" I turned, to see a round, circle-shaped thing giving me a dirty look.
"What?" I asked.
He sighed, then pointed at the gate. "These are the only things that keep bad things out of our kingdom! So don't eat them, please."
If you're going to make a gate out of some of the most delicious candy in Ooo, NEWSFLASH: they WILL be eaten.
I smirked a little at his oblivion. "How about we make a deal…er…"
"Cinnamon Bun, at your service!" he said, smiling.
"Okay, Cinnamon Bun," I answered, trying not to giggle at his name. "How about this. I won't eat the gate anymore, but then you have to escort me to Princess Bubblegum."
His grin never faltered. "Okay, sounds sweet!" he said, then grabbed my hand and led me through town.
I felt my mouth drop open upon seeing the kingdom. Candy was everywhere! I licked my lips hungrily, before guiltily remembering that they were all alive.
Right in the middle, a huge, sugary castle loomed over the land. Red streams of syrup poured from moats, while ice cream cones topped each tower. The smell was hypnotic.
"Is this her castle?" I asked, trying not to drool.
"But of course!" Cinnamon Bun replied, then dragged me through the halls of it so fast, I don't remember a second of it.
Finally he stopped at a door. Knock, knock, knock.
"Who is it?" Answered a sugary voice.
"It's Cinnamon Bun!" He said perkily. "I brought you a visitor!"
"Ooo, a visit…" the door swung open to reveal a teenager with long pink hair, and a pretty face.
She stuttered upon seeing me, and a flash of anger crossed her face. I tried very hard to ignore that, but by the way Cinnamon Bun hopped away shouting, "BURNED BUNS BURNED BUNS!" I don't think I didn't a very good job.
Suddenly, her face lightened up. "You're Flame Princess, right?" she asked. Before I could answer, she pulled me into the room, and closed the door.
I smiled weakly, "Um, sorry about…"
She waved it off. "He's kind of a patoot anyway."
The silence that put a whole new meaning to "awkward silence". Rage started to course through my veins.
"Are you going to help me or not?" I shouted, as my flames flared. As soon as it happened, I felt even worse. Why would she help me now? I ruined everything!
But to my surprise, Princess Bubblegum laughed. "Of course you did! By the way, how's Finn?"
Everything but my cheeks cooled at the mention of his name. Did all of Ooo know about our relationship?
I took a deep breath. "Actually, that's what I came to talk to you about."
She slid out a chair while I was talking, and sat. "These aren't fireproof…so," she said, and I nodded. Even she knew how dangerous I was.
"So what's up?" she asked.
"Well, I know you and Finn are really good friends, and…"
"Good friends?" she laughed to herself, like tinkling bells. "Sweetie, he's obsessed with me."
I clenched my fists for a moment, urging the fury to pass. "Not anymore."
She shrugged, then made a continue gesture.
"Anyway…I feel like I'm putting him in danger…"
"Which you are!" she exclaimed. "I mean, duh, you're made of fire, he's a human, which is 75% water." She whipped out a dusty book from the counter and flipped through the pages, before showing me one. "See? You're not supposed to mix."
The yellowed page clearly showed fire with a big slash through the water drop next to it.
"Then what do I do?" I asked, frustrated. She certainly wasn't the best listener.
Princess Bubblegum looked me straight in the eye. "Duh. You break up with him."
I saw her eyes widen as my flames grew. "Didn't you want the truth?" she asked putting the book down calmly.
"UGH!" I groaned, and opened the door to leave, only to find that I had burned a good half of it.
"Mathmatical," I mumbled.
In fact, I was about halfway down the hall before I heard the, "WAIT!" called after me.
I hesitantly turned to see Princess Bubblegum, a small smirk tugging at her lips, gesturing for me to come closer. I did.
She quickly looked both ways, before whispering in my ear, "How would you like to become human?"
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