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Hello everyone- I'm still awaiting votes for the Finn/character pairings and the vote for sex-
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The icy winds from the Ice Kingdom was soon felt by the young vampire, however her skin was a bit more resistant to extreme temperatures. She felt the wind whip through her hair, the sun being dimmed by the clouds in the sky, which constantly threw snow into the air. Within seconds, her hair had specks of white, her eyelashes catching some as well. She pulled the bed sheet from her head, sticking out her tongue in attempts to catch a flake. However, she did not have enough time, as they hurdled through a window and into the castle.
The inside was actually warmer than the outside, as it was insulated from the cold. She shook her head, the snow falling from her hair and where it had collected at the top of her ears. The Ice King set her down, allowing her to make the bed spread into a type of cloak.
"Well, here we are, Marcy!" Said the Ice King, gesturing proudly. Marcy looked around a moment. Everything appeared to be made of ice, no doubt where he got his name. Even the bed in one of the rooms was made of ice, but had fur pelts on top of it, so she supposed it was more comfortable.
"This is really cool." She whispered, tapping on one of the ice pillars that kept up the ceiling with her nails, making a slight indentation.
"Wenk!"
Marcy jumped, turning around to see a black and white creature, holding a broken bottle, a blank look on its face.
"Ooooh, Gunther! You're scaring our guest!"
The Ice King flew over quickly, slapping the bottle from the creature's flippers. The creature let out a slight complaint, but looked up adoringly at the king. The Ice King did a raspberry, and looked slightly disgusted.
"What is this thing?" Asked Marcy, taking the black and white creature's flipper between her index finger and thumb, moving it in a waving gesture. The penguin seemed to consider the young vampire, not all too sure what to make of her yet.
"This is Gunter, a penguin. All my penguins are named Gunter. Well, at least the boy ones. Have you never seen a penguin?" The Ice King seemed confused, "Man, your child-hood sucked. Now shoo, Gunter! I'm showing our guest around the castle!" The penguin complied, although appeared insulted, still staring at Marcy, but at this time with a bit of contempt in its large eyes. Marcy felt a bit unnerved, but followed the Ice King as he showed her around the castle.
"Hey, y'know, Simon calls me Gunter!" She piped up, receiving a small surprised look from the Ice King.
"Weird." The Ice King responded, not-all-that paying attention.
The castle was huge and decorated by what appeared to be both the Ice King himself and the penguins. In one area there was a large ice sculpture of what appeared to be a very buff Ice King saving a swooning Princess Bubblegum. In a small text bubble, the princess appeared to be saying: "Thank you, totally-rad Ice King! Marry me!"
Marcy raised a brow, but found it more comical than creepy. Following the Ice King down what appeared to be a grand staircase, he began to make a room just for her, hollowing out a small portion of ice for a room. He then quickly made a small bed, a desk, and a chair.
"I'll get some pelts for your bed, and some blankets too. Maybe a pillow, too." The Ice King mumbled under his breath, leaving the room for a moment. Marcy looked around the room, light reflecting through the room. She squinted, a memory wiggling in the corner of her mind. She remembered her mother holding her in her arms, and what appeared to be her in the mirror. She bit her lip, trying to follow the memory up but was surprised by the Ice King barging into her room again, a few more penguins lugging the fur pelts, throwing them on top of her new bed.
"Thank you, Gunter!" Marcy said, smiling. The penguins frowned, staring at her. The leader also stared at her a moment, considering her before "wenk"-ing in response, and waddled out of the door with the rest of the Gunters.
"Well, here yah go! Gunter is going to be making so laz-ag-na for dinner. You like red stuff, right? I'll make sure he puts red stuff in it." The Ice King shuffled from the room, feeling awkward. "You can play with the other Gunters or go on the internet or something. But don't look in my recent searches, okay?!"
Marcy nodded, slightly confused, but decided not to ask. This guy was freaky-weird, but she guessed he was alright. He was kind of familiar too…
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Sorry this was so short! TBC everyone!
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