"Ah...AHH...!"

Fiona's nowhere to be seen. The pages filled with Ice King's deluded tales float down slowly, some coated in a sheet of ice. Finn's mind is frozen by the impact of loss. Then it begins to burn with hate, all directed at the one to blame.

"ICE KIIIINNGGG!" He charges at the monarch, swinging his frozen arm about like a club, having lost his sword, "YOU-"

He falls flat on his face as Jake grabs his legs. The dog quickly begins to wrap around his brother in an effort to keep him restrained.

"Bro! Dude, calm down-"

"Jake, Let...go-" Finn strains with his numb muscles against the sinewy rolls of flesh. The cold is taking off his fervor.

"Fi...Fiona..." The Ice King falls to his knees, crushed. Cake's eyes are fixed at where the impact took place. She doesn't move.

"Ha!" The Ice Queen begins to chortle haughtily, "Well, this is just great!"

She begins to float off the ground. Higher and higher she ascends, all the while relishing the thought of her greatest rival gone. Then the memory of the female Bubblegum resurfaces. Prince Gumball and Bubblegum, her Gumball...

"One rival down isn't enough!" Her fingertips crackle with freezing energy and she sends out a wide arc of flashing ice bits before flying towards the Candy Kingdom, "I'm coming my LOOVE!"

"No..." Ice King buries his face in his hands. How had it all gone so wrong so fast?!

"Finn, just calm down... Finn?" Jake loosens his hold on the now unconscious Finn. He gently lets Finn down and stretches over to pick up a scrap of paper.

It's a title page. Adventure Time with Fiona and Cake, it reads. Suddenly it's all clear as crystal. That time when Ice King captured them to read his godawful piece of fanfiction to them... Fiona... and Cake...

"Fiona..." Cake finally speaks, "What … happened?"

She walks over to Ice King, who is sobbing quietly, "Where is she?!"

"Cake-" Jake starts, but is cut off by Cake's "NO!"

"Fiona isn't dead! She isn't..." Cake's tail is all fluffed up and her eyes are wild in denial, "She … Ughhuhuhuh..."

The cat curls up into a ball in the snow and trembles inwardly. Jake picks her up and Finn, along with several pages and looks over at Ice King.

"I'm, uh, gonna get them someplace warm..."

"No, wait," Ice King sniffles and walks over wobbly, "Take them inside, there's something I have to tell you..."

…

"Look!"

The storm has calmed, but snow still continues to fall and the wind is still cold. But what do you expect in the Ice Kingdom? Marshal points upwards at the shadow of Ice Queen flying over head, "Where's she going? Meh, probably to get Gumball again. Heh, what a wad..."

Marceline gets a twist in her gut. It's just a millennium's worth of intuition, but suddenly, she really needed to see Bubblegum. As she's about to turn around, a haughty voice calls to them.

"Marceline? What the lump are you doing here?"

"Huh?" Marceline turns to the voice.

Nestled in an igloo are Lumpy Space Princess and Lumpy Space Prince. LSP without a mustache comes out and waves enthusiastically.

"'Sup girl?!" She shouts out. She notices Marshal subsequently and shouts, "Looks like you found yours too huh?!"

"What?" Marceline flies up to her, "LSP, what are you doing?"

"LSP? Might you be referring to me, female Marshal?" Mustachioed LSP looks up quizzically from his tea. He sees Marshal come behind Marceline, "Oh, hello, my good Marshal. Got that new song wanted? I eagerly anticipate it's reception."

"Still workin' on it."

"LSP, do you know what's going on here?" Marceline herds female LSP away from the boys conversation, "Why are Ice King's fanfiction versions of us here?"

"Like, oh my glob. I can't believe you sound so ungrateful, girl!" LSP throws up her arms, "I got sooo tired of waiting for my prince Charming, so me and Ice King used a blibbity spell to make them all real!"

"WHAT?!" Marceline almost yells that part out loud. Trying to keep her hands off whatever neck LSP might have, she breathes in quick bursts through her clenched teeth, "You... did what now?!"

"What? It's for true love, so it's all okay."

"Ugh! LSP, did you ever think about what could've happened? What if your stupid spell blew all of Ooo to blunk?!"

"Well it's not happened yet, so it's lumpin' fine! Aren't you happy with Marshal?" LSP glimpses Marshal from the corner of her eye, "Not my type, but he's hot."

"Ugh..." Marceline shakes her head in disbelief. Then she remembers her gut feeling, "That psycho Queen's gonna kill Bonnibel!"

"Who? Marce-" Marceline flies off before LSP finishes asking, "Where's she goin' in a hurry?"

"Marshal, do join us for some tea," Prince gestures at a spot in the snow next to him.

Overhead, the skies darken and continue to rage with wind and snow albeit at a slower rate. It's like a low point before the spike of a storm. Somewhere in the corners of the sky of Ooo, a crack has begun to widen...

…

Fi...on... Fion...a...

He was calling to her. Calling, but the voice wasn't his. It changes.

Finn! Finn... Fi...n...

The voice is now calling his name. But why did it call Fiona's name?

"FINN!"

Finn looks up at the ice ceiling and his bro's face. What was this musky smell?

"Uhh..." He rolls over and finds Ice King's face staring right beside him. In a pelt bed.

"AAAAHHH!" Finn jumps three feet in the air backwards, landing in Ice King's dirty hamper. He fumbles his way out of the smelly clothes and bumps into a bookshelf before falling backwards. A dirty sock dangles on his head, "YEEEAAAGGHHH!"

"Finn! Finn! Shhh! Calm down, man!" Jake picks the sock off, "It's all right. We're in Ice King's pad."

Finn furiously brushes at his hat. Then he remembers. Fiona. Ice King. The white light. Impact.

His face contorts with rage and he flies at the Ice King, only to be held back again by Jake.

"Finn, chill! He-OW!" Jake lets go from the sudden force of Finn's elbow in his face.

"ICE KING!" Finn lands one solid blow to the monarch's face, knocking him back.

Ice King does not react but continually looks at Finn pleadingly. As Finn is about to continue his barrage, he finds himself suspended by magic.

"Wenk."

Gunther, having donned the demonic wishing eye again, holds Finn frozen in mid-step.

"Finn, listen to me," Ice King walks over slowly, his voice slow and sane, "I know you liked Fiona. I always did. I shouldn't have let the Queen out like I did. But... there's a way to bring her back."

"Well do it then!" Finn gnashes and strains against the magic hold, "What're you waiting for?!"

"Well, um..." The Ice King looks down a bit, "I'll need all your help. And only if you're ready to find out something I don't think you'll really like."

"Finn, let's talk about this..." Jake says slowly to the crazed teen, "If you do this, you may regret it. Forever."

"Why? What don't I know?"

Jake opens his mouth to speak. But no words come out. Gunther lets Finn down. The Ice King knocks at his bookshelf, revealing a door to a winding stairway. Finn feels an air of magic blow from downstairs.

"This way. And don't blame me when you see. You wanted this."

Finn and Jake follow the Ice King down the staircase. Gunther takes off the eye and sits next to a catatonic Cake. Cake's eyes are open, but her mind is far away. She'd seen what was down in the basement. The Ice King tried to break the news as softly as he could. She still couldn't believe it.

As they descended, the air got thick with sweet smelling perfume. In the final chamber, Ice King reveals a room filled with greeting flowers and two ice statues. One of Fiona and the other, Cake. A large chasm is split in the ceiling above the statues, as though something burst out.

"What the..."

"This is where I made them, Finn."

"What?"

"I... made Fiona and Cake.