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"No, no, no, no..." Victoria mumbled, searching her room for her favorite shirt, it was dark green with "Princess" written in white on the front. Right now she was looking through her closet wearing only a pair of dark blue jeans and her bra. Her eyes widened from happiness as she saw it in the back, hanging on hanger. Victoria grabbed it and put it on just in time as somebody knocked on the door downstairs.

"Hey." Ethan said to the little boy standing in front of him, he was wearing a black tee shirt and baggy black jeans.

"So your my sister's boyfriend, huh?" Joey asked, looking at him curiously. Ethan nodded. "Can you really change into a wolf?" he asked, and again Ethan nodded. "Awesome!" Joey shouted and ran into the kitchen, almost running into Victoria, who had just come downstairs.

"So, where's your mom?" Ethan asked as she walked over.

"In the kitchen," she replied, "Don't act stupid tonight, ok?"

"Got it."

At dinner, everyone got to know each other, there was a quick debate over whether a ogre could beat a giant spider, Joey couldn't have desert because of throwing a plastic car at Ethan's head, and Victoria trying not to puke from Fionna's cooking. Lets just say, Fionna isn't very good at cooking.

"Did you have a good time?" Victoria asked curiously, her and Ethan were sitting on a log outside the small, wooden cabin she called home. Ethan nodded, "Yeah, your brother is cool, and your mom is pretty awesome."

"Good to know." she laughed, leaning against his shoulder and looking up at the stars dancing in the pitch black sky. Ethan looked down at the watch on his left hand, it was almost ten. "Hey Vicky, you got anything planned for the rest of the night?" he asked, looking over to her and awaiting an answer.

"Nope, why do you ask?"

"There's this party-"

"I'M IN!" she squealed excitedly, "Oh my glob I'm so excited!" she stood up and jumped around happily, pulling Ethan up off the log and spinning him around in the moonlight.

"Are you sure your mom will me ok with this?"

She stopped dancing and looked over to the house, a loud crash could be heard, followed by Fionna's yelling. "I think she won't mind, she seems busy..."

The various colored lights flashed, lighting up the old, abandon cave with rainbows of light. The music was loud and made you want to dance, Victoria looked around with eyes wide, the random people dancing and drinking all around her, crazy looking animals hanging from the ceiling, one with tentacles. Her eyes wandered to a large spring, people jumping in as the water seemed to be boiling, and all Victoria could think was...

This. Is. Awesome.

Ethan, on the other hand, held onto her shoulders protectively as they walked deeper in the cave, glaring at the boys who dared look at his Victoria. If you didn't already know, werewolves are naturally protective of what they have, and Ethan had Victoria, and she was no acceptation to that rule

Suddenly it dawned on him that Victoria was no longer in front of him, his hands no longer on her shoulders. "Vicky?!" he called out, trying to yell loud enough to be heard over the very loud music, "Vicky?!"

Meanwhile, a very excited Victoria was wandering around the party, stopping for a minute to watch the dance floor full of people. The DJ getting everyone to bust out their best moves, she even noticed a familiar face. "Ice Prince!" she shouted and ran up to the boy, he was about two years older than her, making him 16.

"Oh, Hey Vick." he greeted her, turning toward the younger girl and leaving the girl he was talking to alone. The Ice Prince was nothing like his mother, who used the power of her crown to make him, that's probably why he has the magic of it without wearing the headgear. He was dressed in a dark blue sweater and black sweatpants, his white hair combed back, and most noticeable was his dark blue eyes.

"Don't call me that, it sounds disgusting." she pouted, he always called her that, even since they first met...

-Flashback-

"You stay here, mommy's going to beat the old Ice hag's butt, ok?" Fionna asked the five year old girl, who nodded in response. She patted the girl's head between her pigtails and ran off in the direction the Ice Queen was waiting for her.

"Hi." a young boy said, he was about 7, white hair hanging in his eyes as he sat next to the girl.

"Hi! I'm Victoria!" she replied, opening her mouth to show off two tiny fangs and her front teeth missing, "Who are you?"

"Ice Prince."

"Is your mommy Ice Queen?" she asked and he nodded, watching as both their mothers dueled not to far away, every now and then glancing over to check on the kids. "My mommy calls her 'Ice Hag'" she told him.

"My mom calls your mom stuff too, but I can't say them." he laughed. Victoria played with the hem of her sweater, until an idea came to her mind, "Why don't we play a game?"

"Sure Vick." he lifted his hand, that was glowing blue, and made a swing set out of ice for them.

"THAT'S HISTORICAL!" She yelled, running over and jumping on the play set, swinging back and forth. The Ice Prince joined her, playing all day until Fionna rescued Rock Prince from Ice Queen. Since their parents fought almost daily, the two grew closer and closer. Ice Prince sometimes thought of Victoria as his little sister.

-End Of Flashback-

"I'll call you whatever I want." he poked her stomach teasingly, "And you can't do anything about it."

"Oh really?" she smirked, "Then I can call you by your real name, in front of all these people." His face filled with horror, "No! I mean, you can't! I'll stop calling you 'Vick', just please, don't!" he pleaded, getting down on his knees and begging.

She let out a loud sigh, "Fine, but you can't hide that your name is Snowflake forever..." she whispered, laughing at the end. Ice Queen really must hate her son, naming him that. Whenever it was brought up the blue skinned prince would turn red, poor guy.

"What have you been doing?" Ethan asked, his tone sounded as if he was slightly annoyed. Who wouldn't have been? His girlfriend goes running off into a crowd of people and ends up talking to some blue guy. "Who is he?"

"This dude is Ice Prince, were good friends." she answered, then turning to the prince, "And this here is Ethan, my boyfriend." she said proudly, now holding tightly onto Ethan's arm as the werewolf boy glared at her friend.

"Hello." Ice Prince said, "So crazy Victoria here has herself a boyfriend, huh?" he teased.

"Yeah, a werewolf boyfriend, better lay off buddy." he whispered, trying to scare the prince into running off. The Ice Prince only burst out in laughter and so did Victoria, "Dude! He's like my brother!" Victoria got out between laughs.

"Oh..." Ethan watched the two laugh, happy that they were just friends, but obviously embarrassed that he would think other wise, and their laughing wasn't helping that.

"Thanks for the laugh." Ice Prince let out another chuckle, waving to his long time best friend before walking off into the crowd.

Before Victoria had the chance to run off again, Ethan dragged her out of there.

"Why do we have to go?!"

"Because, you ain't old enough to go to these parties, you just run off." he told her, yanking the girl's wrist harder as she tried to release herself from his strong grip.

"But-"

"No, your mom probably is gonna be upset already..." he looked down at his watch, "It's already been two hours!"

After a few more minutes of quiet walking, other than Victoria protests every so often, the had come to a stop on the porch in front of the wooden cabin, a small lamp the only light source in the darkness of night, both stood there. Not knowing what to do next.

"She looks so pretty, glob I gotta take her out at night more." Ethan thought to himself, admiring the girl's black hair, always in a ponytail. He continued to stand there, looking into her blue eyes, like endless seas that contain both mercy and punishment, because that was her... she was that mix.

"Glob he's staring at my face!" Victoria thought, "What do I do? Punch him? No. Kick him? Nah... Kiss him? Why not, he does it to me all the time, worth a shot."

And with that Victoria leaned toward him, kissing him longer than he had ever kissed her. Her hands went around his neck as they stayed like that until...

The door creaked open, Joey stood there wide eyed as he watched them. Victoria was just about to crush him when she looked into the living room, right there, sitting next to her mother, was the one the only...

"Daddy?"

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