Hi everybody! I'm back with a new chapter of Something More! To those of you following my story Ace of Spades; I hope you are all enjoying it so far. And if you haven't already, give Ace of Spades a read. Anyway, I know a lot of you were eager for me to get back on Something More, so here I am! We're resuming this story with the next Fiona chapter of this fanfic! Don't like it? Don't care.

Enjoy! And I do not own 'Adventure Time'.

Chapter 21

Fiona the Lost Human of Aaa (part 2)

"Susan, no! Get that out of your mouth!"

Susan stopped chewing on the wooden spoon and gave Finn a questioning look. "But Finn said we eat spoon."

"No, I said we eat with the spoon." Finn explained. "Here, give me the spoon so I can finish making dinner."

Susan didn't seem happy about it, but she gave Finn the spoon nonetheless. Finn sighed and went back to work on the spaghetti. After the whole 'Ooo tour, mind control' fiasco, Finn had spent the entire following day trying to settle the now simple-minded Seeker in the treehouse. Which was, more or less, a complete nightmare. It was incredibly heartbreaking to see Kara reduced to this state, but at least she appeared to be free from her implant's influence.

BMO walked into the kitchen area. He moved slowly, trying to avoid being noticed by Susan. It didn't work. Susan spotted the little robot and smiled. "Little green box!" she shouted. Susan made to grab BMO, but he yelped and ran to Finn as fast as his tiny legs could carry him. With an annoyed groan, Finn put dinner on hold and picked up BMO.

"Susan, no." he scolded. "You can't play with BMO unless he says you can."

"But Bee-mow is so cute! Susan want to hold Bee-mow!" Susan whined.

"Being cute is a curse!" BMO cried. "A curse I say!"

"Did you need something, BMO?" Finn asked.

"Oh yeah, I broke the bathroom mirror again." BMO said. "To be fair, it is more your fault for not buying an unbreakable mirror. You have the money."

Finn pinched his brow and groaned again. "Anybody else wanna try to give me a brain tumor?"

There was a knock on the door.

"I swear to glob, if that's Ice King or LSP..." Finn put BMO down. "Go see who that is, BMO. If it's Marceline here for the rent, you know what to tell her?"

"You are not home?"

"Right."

BMO went downstairs to answer the door and Finn went back to work on dinner. A moment later, BMO walked back into the kitchen… followed by Ice King and LSP.

"Hey Finn, hey Susan." IK greeted

"Big fat blue man!" Susan exclaimed.

"And Lumpy Space Princess. Don't forget me, I'm the one you uppercutted into the woods." said LSP. "But, like, you probably don't remember that anymore, right?"

"...Hello Ice King. Hello LSP." Finn greeted bluntly as he continued making dinner.

"You cooking spaghetti?" Ice King asked. "Ya mind if I join you guys for dinner?" IK pulled a bottle of wine out of his beard. "I always bring this bottle o' vino wherever I go, just in case I get invited to dinner… which has never happened. Not even once. I think this wine might've gone bad a few years back, but I'm willing to roll those dice."

"I like, didn't bring anything, but I haven't eaten an actual meal in like, weeks." LSP said. "So, like… please?"

Finn didn't even look up from his cooking. "Know what?, that's fine with me. I don't care."

"Alright! Score one for Ice King and LSP!" Ice King shouted. "Now, back to the reason I'm here. I figured you would be a little bummed out from yesterday. You know, when I lightning bolted Susan in the noggin? Remember that?"

"...Yes… I remember that."

"Well, I thought I'd stop by and see if I could cheer you up. And with that said…" IK put the bottle back in his beard and pulled out a book. "I have chapter two of 'Fiona the Lost Human of Aaa' ready to be read."

"...Whoopee."

"Care if I read it while you cook?" Ice King asked eagerly.

"...Susan, BMO, story time."

Susan and BMO clapped their hands. "Yay!" They both shouted before taking a seat at the table.

LSP floated over and took a seat. Ice King took a seat as well and cleared his throat. "Okay, here we go." IK turned to the first page of his book. "Fiona the Lost Human of Aaa, chapter two. Written by Chixdigme800… that's my new pen name, BTW. Hope no one already took it."

Fiona was asleep in her bed, snoring blissfully. It was a peaceful morning, and Fiona was enjoying it to the fullest. In her dreams, she was flying over Aaa on the back of a giant flamingo. The awestruck Human took in the sights with wondrous eyes. It was extraordinarily beautiful, no amount of ocean sunsets had anything on the serenity of these lands.

In the dream, Fiona heard a loud, flapping noise. She looked up to see a giant, golden, sparkling hawk flying above her and her flamingo. The golden hawk stared at the startled Human with pupiless, white eyes, then flew out of sight above the clouds.

"Hey, wait!" Fiona shouted. "Where ya goin'?!"

Then the clouds darkened, covering Aaa in an enormous shadow. The temperature dropped drastically, Fiona shivered and could see her breath. She nearly screamed when she saw that her pink flamingo had turned into a skeletal flamingo. The flamingo's skull turned 180 degrees and stared right into Fiona's terrified eyes with it's empty sockets, which began to burn with an eerie, green fire.

"You do not belong here. This world shall be the death of you." said a voice that sounded like Satan's ex-wife. "I shall be the death of you."

'BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP'

"GAH-AH-AHHH!" Fiona shouted as she sat up. She looked over and with a frustrated growl, turned BMO's alarm off. "Dangit BMO, that might've been the best sleep I ever had!" Fiona complained. 'Up until that crazy scary dream, at least.'

BMO, seated on the nightstand, shrugged. "When you get up early, you get more accomplished."

Fiona groaned and fell back on her bed, her blonde hair sprawled across her face. "I don't wanna accomplish anything today." she whined.

BMO hopped off the nightstand and tsked. "Children these days. Now if you will excuse me, I have pirates to fight." Fiona watched as the robot grabbed a ruler and ran off.

She then let out a sigh and got out of bed. Fiona switched her red pajamas for her regular attire, completed with her mom's old jean jacket and her hair folded into her rabbit hat. After a breakfast of fried eggs and slightly burnt toast, she brushed her teeth and went outside. It was a beautiful morning, Fiona looked up at the treehouse and smiled.

"Look out below!"

'Oh no.'

Fiona turned around and looked up to see the Ice Queen flying towards her. The sorceress wore a large, blue, pretty dress that went well with her long, snow-white hair. A golden tiara adorned with rubies sat atop her head and a thick, golden collar necklace adorned with a single sapphire decorated her throat. Her long, lightning bolt-shaped eyebrows and the mad gleam in her eyes gave the Ice Queen a notorious, crazy look.

"Hey Ice Queen." Fiona greeted reluctantly. "How's it going?"

"Going great, girl!" IQ shouted. "I'm just stopping by to ask if you'd babysit Gertrude tonight. I got a party full of hot, single princes to go to!"

"You mean the Royal Bonfire? How'd you get invited to that?" Fiona asked.

"Because I happen to be a royal, in case you've forgotten. Besides, even if I'm not invited I'll just threaten to murder the bouncer's family. Get's me in every time."

Fiona blinked. "Uh, okay. But, what if I wanna go to that bonfire?"

"Oh right, that's brings me to the other thing I wanted." Ice Queen got down on her knees and clasped her hands together. "Please don't go the bonfire!" IQ begged. "I'm not going to get any princes with you there getting all the attention!"

Fiona raised a questioning eyebrow. "All the attention?"

"Well yeah! All those dang princes are straight up in love with you! Come on, girl. It's super obvi."

Fiona's face tinted red and she cleared her throat awkwardly. "You know, you could try for a guy closer to your age group." Fiona suggested.

"I like them young. Not ashamed of it. Deal with it, I'm a cougar. I wanna take that nice piece of ass Prince Gumball back to my place and make sure it takes weeks before I can get the taste of gum out of my mouth."

"...Wwwow. I did not need to hear that. Kinda wish I skipped breakfast now."

"So, will you babysit Gertrude and give me a shot at happiness?"

Fiona thought about it for a bit, then shrugged. "Sure, I can babysit. I wasn't really planning on going anyway."

"Great!" Ice Queen then pulled a penguin out of her hair. "Up, wrong one." she stuffed the penguin back in her hair and pulled out another one. "Here we go." she placed the penguin on the ground.

"Oh, you meant right now?" Fiona asked. "But the bonfire isn't until toni-"

"Now Gertrude, you be good to Fiona. Mommy's going clothes shopping for the party." IQ said.

"Wenk."

"What do you mean I just buy the same outfit every time? That's ridiculous."

"Wenk."

"Well, yeah. Of course I wear this dress an awful lot, it's iconic, like Fiona's bunny hat."

"Wenk."

"Oh sure, like I'm gonna take fashion advice from someone who doesn't even wear clothes."

"How you get complete sentences out of a single 'wenk', I will never know." Fiona commented.

"Look, I gotta get going." Ice Queen pulled out a long sheet of paper and handed it to Fiona. "Here's a list of things to remember when taking care of Gertrude. The most important things are in red."

Fiona looked at the list. It was all in red.

"Now, with that all settled. Ice Queen, away!" IQ took to the sky and flew off.

Fiona pocketed the list and looked down at Gertrude.

"...So… you play card wars? I've been practicing."

"Wenk."

Gertrude was napping in the chest freezer while Fiona sat at the kitchen table and read the Gummy Gazette: a newspaper that was apparently quite popular in Aaa. "Huh. Says here that the great heroine Millie's ex-boyfriend Trench is looking for heroes. If someone manages to prove themselves worthy, then that someone will inherit all of Millie's stuff." Fiona looked over at Gertrude. "Thanks sound pretty cool, right?"

Gertrude rolled over in her sleep.

"...Yeah, maybe you're right." Fiona put down the newspaper and took a sip of the tea she made. She stuck her tongue out in disgust. "Yuck… tea making is something I have yet to master." Fiona tapped her mug a few times, then looked around at the house. She started popping her lips and tapping her foot until Gertrude threw a bag of frozen peas at her. "Ah! Okay, okay! I'm going!"

Fiona now sat in the rowboat observatory. She reclined in the umbrella's shade and drank from a can of Super Porp, a much better tasting beverage than her tea. It was a beautiful day; sunny but wind cooled, perfect for outdoor relaxation. Fiona closed her eyes and took a deep breath. When she exhaled, she smiled. She could hear BMO playing pirate in the backyard. Other than that, it was utterly peaceful. 'Creator's Island is never this relaxing.'

Fiona's smile immediately vanished. She cursed herself for doing it again, for ripping on her home. She had been doing that a lot recently. Whenever she was having a good time in Aaa, having fun or doing something exciting, Fiona would hear a voice in her head tell her how much better Aaa was compared to Creator's Island. Whenever it happened, Fiona would suddenly feel terrible.

The Human girl pulled out the purple phone Prince Gumball had given her to replace her old phone and stared at it in frustration. "Come on, Gumball." she shook the phone as if that would somehow do something. "Call me."

"Uh-oh, someone's got it bad!"

Fiona let out a frightened shout and almost dropped her phone. She looked over to see Cake standing on elongated legs, smirking at the flustered Human. "Personally, I think he's a much better choice then that bloodsucker."

"Cake!" Fiona whined. "That's not what this is!"

"Oh yeah?" Cake raised a skeptical eyebrow.

"Yeah." Fiona looked away. "I'm still waiting for Gumball to finish that communications link to Creator's Island."

Cake lost her teasing face and put on her 'concerned friend' face. "Oh. Is that why you've been so moody lately? You're just homesick?" the cat asked gently.

"I haven't been moody." Fiona argued.

"Come on, Fiona girl. You barely leave the treehouse anymore, and you're looking happy one moment and then all of a sudden sad."

Fiona sighed. "Look, it's just… I… I don't…" the Human looked away. "Forget it."

Cake didn't press her for more, but seemed to be fighting the urge to. "Okay then." Cake decided to change the subject. "So, you excited for the Royal Bonfire tonight? All the princes of Aaa are gonna be there." she wiggled her eyebrows at Fiona.

Fiona in return blushed and tried to pull her bunny hat down over her eyes. "Uuuuuuuugh. Cake, will you stop trying to hook me up? I said I'm fine."

"Come on girl, you're a solid ten in a sea of princes. What's it gonna take to get you fishing?" Cake asked, she warped one hand into the number ten and the other hand into a fishing rod for emphasis.

"Despite being an island girl, I hate fishing." Fiona stated. "Also, I'm not going to the Royal Bonfire. I'm babysitting Gertrude."

"What?! Oh, heeeeell no!" Cake unstretched her legs back to their normal size as she stepped into the boat. "You and I are goin' to that bonfire, Fiona."

"Cake-"

Cake covered Fiona's mouth with an inflated finger. "Up bup bup! This is not up for debate!" Cake threw her hands up in exasperation. "You need to get out more, girl. You're giving the princes so much cold shoulder their gettin' frostbite! Look, if you don't wanna go boyfriend hunting, that's fine. But, you're gonna socialize whether you want to or not!"

Fiona groaned miserably. "I'm not getting out if this, am I?"

"Nah, baby."

Fiona gave the sweet cat a small smile. Fiona couldn't help but love Cake for her importuning. As annoying as it was sometimes, it was nice to know her feline friend cared about her so much. Fiona sighed in defeat. "Alright, fine. But what about Gertrude?"

Oh, we can just have BMO take care of her. She's a penguin, what's she gonna do?"

(later that night)

"Alright BMO, we're leaving." Fiona called as she and Cake opened the door. "You remember the rules?"

From the top of the ladder, BMO saluted Fiona. "Take care of Gertrude, and do not break anything!"

"That's my bot! We'll be back later tonight." Fiona and Cake left the treehouse. BMO turned around and looked Gertrude in the eyes.

"Okay Gertrude, until Fiona's return, I am your caretaker and superior."

Gertrude blinked at BMO.

"Now, let us begin with a few ground rules. Rule one; no junk food. Rule two; you get an hour of television and then it is off to bed with you. Rule three-"

Gertrude waddled over to the bathroom and went inside.

"Hey, get back here! I am not done listing the ground rules!" BMO chased after the penguin. The robot ran into the bathroom and looked around, but saw no sign of Gertrude. "Where did you go?" BMO looked up at the bathroom mirror. "I hope Baseball did not take her."

"Wenk."

BMO turned around to see Gertrude standing outside of the bathroom, she had a flipper on the open door.

"Wenk, wenk, weeeenk." the penguin quacked before slamming the door shut.

"Gertrude!" BMO ran to the door, but it wouldn't open. "You open this door right now! Or else… I have nothing to back that up, but you better open this door!"

"Ooooooooo baby! This party is gonna be lit!" Cake exclaimed as she and Fiona walked through the night.

"When you mean lit, you don't mean like, drunk-lit, right?" Fiona asked. "'Cause I really don't need to get buzzed at a party full of princes."

"Oh, lighten up, girl. A little bit of liquor never killed no one."

"I think that statement might be entirely incorrect."

Cake sighed. "Look, just try to have a good time, okay? This is supposed to be a fun night!"

Fiona rubbed her arm nervously. "Yeah… a fun night."

"And maybe, and I'm not saying you should, but maybe try to win a prize while we're there, if you know what I mean." Cake smoothed down the fur on her head. "Lord Monochromicorn is gonna be there, so you're gonna be on your own for a while."

"Aw, what? You're gonna be hanging with your hubby the whole time?" Fiona complained.

"Well actually, we ain't married."

"Wait, for real? You guys have five kids."

"It's called a litter. I'm a cat. Hey look, we're here."

Fiona and Cake arrived at a large clearing in the woods. A huge bonfire had been lit in the middle of the clearing and a bunch of people were dancing or hanging around the fire. Most of them were princes of Aaa Fiona had or hadn't already met. She saw Lumpy Space Prince trying to hit on a pair of Water Nymphs, only to get two cups of punch thrown in his face. Fiona blushed a bit when she saw Marshall Lee floating above the bonfire strumming a tune on his base-axe. The princes below were cheering the Vampire King on as he played.

"Ooo, there's Monochromicorn!" Cake exclaimed when she saw the dark, long-bodied steed. "That's my cue!" Cake took off, leaving Fiona by herself.

Some of the princes had already noticed Fiona's presence and began whispering to each other, looking either flustered or confident. Fiona hadn't had a lot of interaction with the Aaa's princes, she didn't know a whole lot about any of them, and at first figured they didn't think much about her. But after what Ice Queen told her, Fiona thought back on her short meetings with the princes. They were always super friendly to her whenever she met them, and she was getting a lot of hopeful and bashful sideways glances. Fiona pulled her bunny hat down a little lower and headed for the snack and beverage table. She poured herself a cup of punch and drained it almost immediately, praying it wasn't alcoholic.

"Excuse me, Ms. Campbell?"

Fiona looked down to see one of the princes had approached her. This one looked like some kind of possessed sock puppet, with linen hair and button eyes. He had no arms but had a pair of long socks that didn't match for legs. A shard of glass in his head acted as a crown. He had a friendly smile and a polite and refined tone of voice.

"Oh, hey." Fiona greeted. "Uh… Raggedy Prince, right?"

Raggedy Prince gave a polite bow. "That is correct, yes. I reign over the Rag-and-Bone Kingdom. FYI, I would appreciate it if you refrained from calling my kingdom the Dump… like most tend to do."

"No problem." Fiona replied.

"I am sorry to disturb you, but you seem to be alone, and being alone is a rather unpleasant state." the prince cleared his throat. "'Laugh, and the world laughs with you; Weep, and you weep alone; For the sad old earth must borrow it's mirth, but has trouble enough of its own.'"

Fiona blinked. "...Wha?"

"Ella Wheeler Wilcox. Forgive me, I'm something of a poet. I read a lot of old, pre-Mushroom War books that find their way into my kingdom."

"Yeah?" Anything that had to do with Human culture before the Armageddon, or the Mushroom War as Aaa called it, always piqued Fiona's interest. "You have some books on pre-Mushroom War Humans? You wouldn't mind loaning a few to me, would you?"

It was hard to tell with his button eyes, but it almost looked like they were sparkling a bit. "Why, of course not. In fact, you are more than welcome to visit my kingdom in search of lost history. How does, say, three in the afternoon tomorrow sound?"

"I shouldn't be doing anything then."

"Then it's a date!" Raggedy Prince declared before happily hurrying away.

"Wait, what?!" Fiona asked. "Oh, dangit…! I need another drink of what I'm starting to hope is spiked punch." Fiona turned around but in her haste, she ran right into another prince. The momentary contact stung Fiona's skin.

"OW!" Fiona jumped back. "Watch it, ya-" Fiona let out a high pitched 'eep' when she saw who she was talking to.

"Oh, shoot! I'm so sorry!" Flame Prince apologized. "I didn't see ya there!"

"I-I-It's fine. No harm done." Fiona said, her face beginning to redden. Flame Prince looked just as stunning as last time Fiona had seen him. Like a blazing god.

"Are you sure? I hear my burns are pretty bad." the FP asked.

"Nah, don't worry about it." Fiona said a wave and an embarrassed smile. "I've been frozen in a block of ice before. Seems only fitting someone tries to light me on fire."

Flame Prince snorted with laughter. "Kind of a messed up theory, but okay." the fiery royal rubbed his chin. "Fiona the Human, right? I don't think we've formally met."

That much was true. Prince Gumball made it clear that the Fire Kingdom was a dangerous place to go sightseeing, and from what Fiona had heard, Flame Prince didn't get out much. "Yup. Yeah. That's me." Fiona said, mentally slapping herself for sounding like an idiot. "Fiona Campbell of Creator's Island. Nice to finally meet you formally."

"Same." said FP. "So, how's Aaa been treatin' ya? I hope it hasn't been to big of an adjustment for you."

Fiona looked away. "Well, I mean… don't get me wrong, I think Aaa is great. Fantastic, even." Fiona started to smile, but it didn't last. "But… I'm hoping to get home soon."

Flame Prince smiled sympathetically. "Well, I wish you the best of luck with that. You got Prince Gumball working on that for you, right?"' The mention of the gummy prince made FP's fire intensify a tiny bit. Fiona had no idea what their history was, but she had no intention of opening old wounds.

"Yeah. Is he here, by the way? Fiona asked. "I wanted to ask him about that."

Flame Prince looked up at Marshall Lee, who was still jamming on his bass above the bonfire. "Well, since the Vampire King is here, then the Candy Prince is probably not. I don't think those two ever go near each other."

Fiona looked over at Marshall curiously. Yet another guy who disliked Gumball. Again, Fiona had no idea what their beef was, but Marshall's anger towards Prince Gumball seemed more resentful than hateful. The only time the two of them even tolerated each other's presence was for Fiona's sake.

"Is something bothering you?"

Fiona turned her attention back on the Flame Prince. "What?"

"I'm sorry, I'm not normally a nosy guy. But… I don't know, you just have kind of a sad aura on you. So," FP tilted his head. "What's burning you up?"

Fiona's lip quirked in amusement. "A fire pun? Really?"

"Calm on, girl. I'm freakin' made of fire… it makes sense."

Fiona sighed. "Look, Flame Prince-"

"Please, call me Phelix."

Fiona blushed ever so slightly. "I… You ever go on vacation and kind of… just like, decide you don't want to leave?"

"...You, uh, you lost me."

"Well… I really like it in Aaa. I really, really like it. But… I'm afraid that… the longer I stay here in Aaa, the more likely I'll end up falling in love with this place and not want to leave." Fiona tucked a loose strand of blonde hair back under her hat. "And if that happens… then I might as well rip my dad's heart out of his chest."

Flame Prince stared at Fiona for a long time, unsure of what to say to her. "What's your dad like?" he finally went with.

"My dad?" Fiona asked, a little caught off guard by the question. "Well, he's a robot. Actually, he's an AI who occasionally lives in a robot for appearance's sake. Everyone on the island practically worships the great Magnus Campbell. He's basically the chief of the island, nothing goes on without his say or supervision."

"Is he a good dad?" Flame Prince asked.

"He's a great dad." Fiona looked to the ground and smiled lovingly. "When I was about six, I thought I saw a mermaid swimming in the ocean by the beach. So I ran right to my dad and told him that I saw a mermaid. I eventually figured out that it wasn't a mermaid I saw, it was just a small school of fish or something. But my dad didn't burst my bubble when I told him about it. Instead, he hired one of the Island Experimenters to create a swim gear set that would make her look like a mermaid. And up until I was like, twelve, I would go to the beach every week or so to see the mermaid, who was actually just one of the Experimenters disguised as a mermaid."

FP laughed. "That is insanely sweet." he said.

Fiona put a hand on her face. "Uuuugh. I can't believe I just told you that." she whined.

"Nah, nah. It was good. It really sounds like your dad loves you." Flame Prince. "I… never really had a parent who actually cared about me. So believe me when I say that you're lucky."

Fiona tilted her head curiously, but the Flame Prince didn't elaborate.

"And take it from someone who spent most of his life without freedom, having it is a wonderful thing that is often taken for granted." FP added, further piquing Fiona's curiosity. "I'm not telling you that you should stay here, not at all. But if you don't want to leave, then you have the freedom to make that decision."

Fiona blinked at the fiery royal. "I… I can't just say 'the hell with my family' and stay here in Aaa. No matter how badly I end up wanting to stay, I can't stay."

Flame Prince shrugged. "Do whatever you need to do, Fiona. That's all I can tell you."

Fiona smiled. "Thanks… Phelix."

"Flame Prince, my man!"

Fiona and Phelix looked over to see the Muscle Prince lumber their way. He was a Seeker-big guy with green skin and a big, brown beard. Although he wore a gold crown on his head, he was going shirtless with a pair of blue jeans. His voice was deep and rough, but good natured. He sounded less like a brute and more like that one guy who always goes OP in sports then buys the whole team a round of shots after the game.

"FP, good to see ya, bro! Glad you could make it! Ya really oughta get out more man, ya gotta let the fire simmer down once in a while." MP guffawed. "Ah, I'm just yanking your chain, man! Being a prince is rough, I get it." He noticed Fiona standing beside him and his eyes sparkled. "Ah, dang! I hope I wasn't interrupting nothing. You dog, hitting on Fiona the Human, huh?"

"No!" Fiona and Phelix both shouted in embarrassment.

"Oh, good! Listen, man! Me and other princes got like, a dozen tanks of gasoline! We wanna see how much you can CHUG!"

"Oh, I don't know-"

"Come on, man, please? I wanna see you light things up!"

Flame Prince sighed. "Alright, fine-"

"YEAH!" Muscle Prince grabbed Flame Prince and tucked him under his arm like a football. "THIS HURTS LIKE HELL, BUT IS COMPLETELY NECESSARY!" he bellowed. "And Fiona…! Call me." MP shot her with a finger gun with a wink and a 'Tkk Tkk' sound, leaving Fiona red faced and flustered as he lumbered off.

"That guy is awesome."

"GAH!" Fiona jumped and spun around to see Marshall's upside down, amused smirk. The vampire was floating in the air eye level to Fiona with his feet pointing skyward.

"He's the kind of guy who, if you take sea fishing, jumps into the ocean and wrestles a shark onto the shore." said the vampire. "I'm being dead serious, I've seen him do it before."

"Will you stop scaring me like that?!" said Fiona.

"Probably not." Marshall spun his body until his feet hovered a few inches off the ground. "So, good to see you're socializing again. What brought you out of the shadows? And this is coming from a vampire."

Fiona crossed her arms and huffed. "I didn't even want to come, Cake made me go to this bonfire. I was just gonna babysit Gertrude for Ice Queen so she could go." Fiona looked around. "Come to think of it, I don't think I've seen her all night."

"Yeah, the princes made sure to give Ice Queen the wrong address for the party. Right now, glob knows where she is."

(meanwhile, far out in the woods)

Ice Queen looked around into the dark forest. The owls hooted and the bugs chirped. The snow wizard was all alone. "Hmmmmmmmmmm… I'm starting to think I didn't arrive early." IQ rubbed her chin in thought. "I wonder if Hunter Wizard lives nearby. Maybe he'd be willing to give me another shot at a date."

(back at the bonfire)

"Geez. I know Ice Queen is a little wacko, but that seems like kind of a mean thing to do to the person keeping the end of the world in her basement." Fiona commented. She had heard about the Lich Massacre, as people called it, and figured if the Ice Queen was the one keeping the monster in the cage, everyone better be nicer to her.

"Yeah, that's what I tried to tell them." The bitterness and anger in Marshall Lee's voice was heavy enough to suggest that he was sticking up for Ice Queen for a different reason, whatever the reason was. "To be fair though, she does spend a lot of time kidnapping those guys."

"Prince Gumball especially, right? I heard he's kind of IQ's favorite."

Marshall chuckled. "Yeah, you heard right."

"Speaking of Gumball, and I know it's none of my business, but what's the deal with you two? It's like you guys can't stand to be around each other." Fiona asked. "You guys are my friends, so why can't you guys be friends?"

Marshall seemed both apprehensive to answer as well as unsure of how to answer. "I…" Marshall sighed. "Alright, look. There's a… a long history between me and Barry."

"You're the only person I've heard call him 'Barry', so does that mean you guys used to be close?"

Marshall actually blushed this time. "Are all Humans this nosy nowadays?"

"Nah, just me."

Marshall slid a hand down his face and groaned in frustration. "Fiona… there's a lot of damage between me and Gumball, okay? And I don't think either of us has the strength to fix that damage."

Fiona studied Marshall curiously. She still couldn't say for sure what their deal was. The best thing Fiona could guess was that they had some kind of fractured, brotherly bond. "Well… maybe the both of you need to put in the effort."

Marshall tried to give Fiona an angry look, but he looked more defeated than angry. "I think I'm gonna blow this bonfire. I need to find Simone anyway before she hurts herself or someone else."

"Who?" Fiona asked.

"Good question." Marshall replied before taking off into the night.

Fiona was about to call out to the vampire, to tell him she was sorry for pushing, when her phone rang. Fiona pulled out her phone and answered. "Fiona Campbell here. New phone, who dis?"

"Fiona! It's me, Gumball!" the gum prince sounded utterly electrified. "Listen, I made a breakthrough with the telecommunications device!"

"Woah, what?!" Fiona cried. "For real?!"

"Yes! It was a simple matter of finding the right frequency! I kept trying to find Creator's Island's by using the same radio wavelength chart Aaa uses! But it completely slipped my mind that Creator's Island might use a completely different wavelength chart! I finally managed to find a radio frequency completely unique to any radio frequency found in Aaa! And it's origin is not even from this continent!"

"I'll be right over!" Fiona shouted.

"Woah, hold on. I know you want to contact your home, but it's pretty late, and I'm kinda running on caffeine fumes here."

"No, it's fine. The sooner the better. I'll be right over!" Fiona hung up and looked around for Cake. When she saw the cat flirting with her snake-unicorn boyfriend, she hurried over to the pair.

"Cake, I need a ride!"

"Can't you call a Manticore Uber or something, girl? Me and Lord were about to take off." Cake said, wrapping an arm around her man.

"Gumball found a way to contact my island!"

"WHAT?!" Cake exclaimed. She turned to Lord Monochromicorn. "Baby, I need to go!"

"Gwaenchanh-a, nae salang. naeil bwayo?"

"You know it, boo." Cake purred. (cuz she's a cat) Then she stretched into the size of a rhino. Fiona hopped onto her back and the two of them took off towards the Candy Kingdom.

When the two of them arrived, Cake stretched up to one of the open castle windows and Fiona hopped inside and Cake shrunk down into the castle. Fiona and Cake ran through the castle to Gumball's lab. The cat and Human burst through the lab doors into a room filled with all kinds of science equipment. Prince Gumball was making some adjustments on a large radio set. He was wearing a white lab coat and a pair of rectangular glasses. When Fiona and Cake burst into the room, he looked up from his work and grinned. "Fiona! Perfect timing! I have a direct link to Creator's Island for you!"

"Are you sure?" Fiona asked.

"I'm positive." Gumball flipped a few switches and pressed a few buttons on the radio. "All you have to do is press the red button and speak into the mike. It'll send an audio message directly to your island."

"...Really? Just like that?" Fiona asked.

"Just like that." Gumball replied, though his excitement seemed to have depleted.

"Well, go on now girl, radio your dad." said Cake. Although by the sound of it, her enthusiasm and smile were kind of forced.

"Oh, uh, okay." Fiona replied awkwardly. She made her way over to the radio set. Her hand hovered over the red button, but Fiona didn't press it. She was still as a statue, eyes glued to the mike.

"Is something wrong, Fiona?" Gumball asked in concern. "This is it. You can finally call your folk and go home."

"Isn't that what you wanted?" Cake asked.

"Well, yeah. I want to go home, back to my family." Fiona said, her hand still hovering above the button. "No more Aaa… no more Ice Queen… no more princes hitting on me…" Fiona frowned. "...no more Marshall Lee… no more Flame Prince… no more magic stuff…"

Fiona brought her hand back down to her side. "...no more Tree Roots and Mrs. Pig… no more BMO… no more Candy Kingdom, or Breakfast Kingdom, or Cloud Kingdom, or any kingdom… no more you guys…"

Fiona began to cry.

Fiona's tears caught Gumball and Cake off guard. "Woah, woah, woah." Cake ran up to Fiona's side for comfort. "Fiona? What's wrong, girl?"

Fiona wiped away her tears, but more just took their place. "It happened." she said in a broken voice. "Glob dammit, it happened."

Gumball looked like he wanted to do something to comfort Fiona, but didn't know how. "What… what happened?" he asked.

Fiona closed her eyes in an attempt to stop the tears, but they flowed despite her effort. "I fell in love with Aaa." she said. "I promised myself I wouldn't, but I ended up falling in love with this world."

Gumball and Cake looked at each other. Cake gave the gum golem prince a pointed look that said get over here. Gumball walked over to Fiona's side and placed a hand on her shoulder. "So you like it here, is that really a bad thing?"

"Of course it's a bad thing!" Fiona spun toward the prince. "I love it here in Aaa! It's way better than my boring, crappy island, and I have to accept that now! I don't want to leave! But if I don't go home, then I break my family's hearts! I… I…" Fiona hung her head and slumped her shoulders. "...I don't know what to do." she whimpered.

Prince Gumball looked at the Human girl with kindness and understanding. He took Fiona's hands into his and looked her in the eyes. Gumball smiled, and Fiona blushed. "Fiona. I understand this is difficult for you. I won't pressure you into making a choice, I promise. But know this; if you decide to go home, then I will support your decision and see you off myself. And if you decide to stay here in Aaa, then we will all welcome you into our community with open arms. It's your choice Fiona, and we'll support your decision."

"What he said, girl." Cake added. "Do what you feel is the right thing to do."

Fiona blinked a few times, then drew her hands out of Gumball's and held them against her chest. "I… I think I need some time to think." she said.

"The radio link to your island will be right here when you've made up your mind." Gumball said. "Take all the time you need."

Fiona rubbed her wrist nervously. "Could… could I stay here at the castle tonight?" she asked shyly. "I want to be close to the radio, in case… you know, in case."

"Of course, no problem." Replied Gumball. "You can use one of the castle guest rooms."

"You want me to stay you with, Fiona?" Cake asked.

Fiona smiled sweetly at her cat friend. "Thanks, Cake. But, I think I should be alone to think for awhile."

"Oh. alright then." Cake said, clearly disappointed. "You'll call if you need me, right?"

"Of course." Fiona knelt down and gave her cat friend a hug. "You have a good night, Cake."

Cake returned the hug in full. "You too, girl." Cake answered. When the hug ended, Cake gave Fiona a loving smile before walking away.

Fiona took a deep breath before turning back to Gumball. "So… you got a room for me?"

'Go to sleep, dammit.' Fiona thought to herself. 'One sheep… two sheep… three sheep… not working… still not working… this is stupid,' Fiona groaned. The bed she was lying in was comfy enough, and the guest room was a nice, but that wasn't the issue. Fiona stared up at the ceiling, trying to figure out her dilemma. She loved Aaa, there was no point in denying it. Fiona loved this crazy, wacky world of magic and mayhem. It had more to offer then Creator's Island ever could. Being in Aaa taught her just how uneventful her life on Creator's Island was. Nothing new or exciting ever happened on her island, it was like a never ending movie with no conclusion or plot twist.

Fiona rolled onto her side. She was starting to wish Cake had stayed the night with her. Being alone with her thoughts was not as helpful as Fiona thought it would be. Her eyes were wide open, as if locked in their current position. The insomniac Human girl let out a heavy sigh. "I need to talk to someone."

The novel Gumball was reading was a fascinating one. It was titled Moby Dick, written by a Human named Herman Melville. Gumball found just reading the novel rather poetic. A book written centuries upon centuries ago by a member of a forgotten race, being enjoyed by a reader of today's age. Some said that reading before sleeping was a great stress reducer, and Gumball could use a good stress reducer that didn't come in a liquid form.

Gumball sighed and closed his book, keeping track of his page with a pink bookmark. He was worried about Fiona; the poor girl was dealing with some heavy stuff. Gumball was ready to support whatever decision she made, but if he was being honest, he didn't really want to see Fiona leave. The gummy prince had grown fond of the Human girl. Most of Aaa had, really, but Prince Gumball couldn't stop the fluttering in his stomach at the sight or even the thought of the kind hearted and spirited Human.

Gumball look down at the shirt he was wearing. A black t-shirt with a snake and two heads on spikes printed on the front. The band shirt he always wore to bed… the shirt that Marshall had given him, all those years ago.

There was a knock on the his bedroom door. Curious to who that could be, Gumball got out of bed and put his crown on. He might've been wearing an old band shirt and a pair of hot pink pajama pants, but he still found it necessary to address his subjects as a formal royal. Gumball walked over to the door and opened it. He was surprised to see Fiona on the other side of the door, wearing blue guest pajamas and her bunny hat.

"Hey." Fiona greeted awkwardly.

Gumball blinked. "Hey." he replied. "Do you… want to contact your island now?"

Fiona winched at the mention of her island. "No, that's not why I'm here." she took a breath. "I thought I needed to be alone to think about this whole mess. But… I could really use someone to talk to."

"Oh… well." Gumball moved out the way. "Come on in."

"Thanks." Fiona walked into the room and Gumball closed the door. Fiona started pacing back and forth anxiously, she looked on the verge of exploding. "So I want to stay in Aaa. or at least some part of me wants to, maybe. But at the same time, I feel like a have to go back home, because… it's my home. It's where I was born, it's where I grew up, it's where my mom and dad are. Or just my dad, assuming my mom survived the disaster that sent me to Aaa. But if I do go home, then I wave goodbye forever to all of Aaa. 'Cause there is no returning to Aaa. there's no visiting for the holidays, no vacationing, I am never going to be allowed near the beach again, let alone off the island. I just…" Fiona realized she hadn't breathed during her entire rant. She stopped pacing and after refilling her lungs, she turned to Gumball and looked him in the eyes. "What should I do?"

Gumball took a while to respond. "I can't tell you that." he replied tenderly. "This your decision to make, Fiona, not mine."

Fiona groaned miserably. She was about to resume her pacing, but Gumball came up and grabbed her by the shoulders. "Let's sit you down before you pace away my carpet." he joked.

"I've actually done that once." Fiona said. "Most people on my island won't let me in their living room."

"...Okay then." Gumball quickly sat Fiona down on the bed and sat down next to her. "Listen, Fiona. I know you're at a difficult crossroad right now, but that's the thing about crossroads; you have to pick a path. Otherwise, you'll go nowhere."

Fiona sighed. "Kinda wish I could just go backwards."

"I've been there before." Gumball muttered. "But going back in time isn't possible. Believe me, I've experimented on the matter. Needless to say, the results were disastrous."

Fiona lightly chuckled. "It would be pretty nice though, right?"

Gumball smiled. "Yeah, I guess so."

Fiona drummed her fingers on the bed and Gumball patted his legs, neither of them making eye contact.

"Do you… have any suggestions on how to choose?" Fiona asked, finding the nerve to continue eye contact with Gumball.

"Do what you're heart tells you to do. As someone who normally listens to his mind over his heart, I can tell you not to do what I do." Gumball said.

Fiona stared into Gumball's eyes. "Yeah?"

"Yeah."

Fiona leaned in and kissed Gumball.

Gumball felt his brainwaves spike from the shock. But despite what his mind was telling him to do, his heart made him return the kiss. When the two of them pulled away, neither of them had the courage to speak. They just stared at each, unable to believe what just happened.

Gumball's tongue was the first to unfreeze. "I… I'm sorry. I have no idea what-"

Fiona shot towards Prince Gumball and wrapped him in an embrace. She kissed him passionately, almost desperately. Gumball tried to fight it, but he melted into the passion. Fiona ran a hand through the princes hair, knocking the crown off of his head. Gumball reached up to pull the bunny hat off of Fiona's head.

(the very next morning)

Gumball took a sip out of his coffee mug. He stared at the kitchen window with a look of contrite. He was wearing a pink t-shirt and pink sweatpants, with his feet in a pair pink house slippers. 'I should get one of those shirts that say 'real men wear pink'.' he thought to himself in an attempt to ease his nerves. It didn't work, though. Gumball let out a deep sigh. "Good glob, what have I done?"

"Right?"

Gumball nearly dropped his coffee mug. He spun around to see Fiona peaking her head through the kitchen door. Fiona offered the prince an awkward smile. "...Hey… morning."

Gumball cleared his throat. "Uh, good morning to you too, Fiona."

"Can I come in? Or… should I just go?" Fiona asked.

"Oh, no! Come on in!" Gumball replied. "You want some coffee?"

"Nah, I'm good." Fiona walked into the kitchen. She was dressed in her usual attire, with her hat and jean jacket. It was like she was certain Gumball would want her to leave and was prepared for it. Fiona chewed her lip and rubbed her hands nervously. Her face turned a light crimson. "So… uh… uh… uhhhhhhh… so… last night… happened."

Gumball gulped anxiously. "Yeah… yeah it did."

"...Should we talk about it?" Fiona asked quietly. "Or should we just pretend it didn't happen? 'Cause if you think we should just pretend it never happened, then it didn't happen." Fiona laughed nervously. "What never happened? Right?"

Gumball sighed. "Alright, look. We shouldn't pretend last night didn't happen. It's just going to make things between us more strained. How about we sit down?"

Fiona nodded. She and Gumball sat down at the kitchen table. Fiona took a deep breath. "Look, man. I am so sorry about last night." Fiona's blush intensified. "I don't know what came over me."

"We both kinda got carried away." Gumball said, his face flushing as well. "I'll be honest; I've… been out of the game for long, long time."

"I just got into the game." Fiona confessed. "I've never even kissed a guy before you."

"Really?"

"Yeah, really." said Fiona. "You're my first. Who was your first?"

Gumball's pink face turned completely red. "Not important." Gumball replied a little too quickly.

"Okay. Then… what does this mean for us?"

Gumball blinked. "What?"

Fiona twirled the strand of hair the always stuck out of her hat. "I've been looking for a good excuse not to go back to Creator's Island. Maybe… you could be my excuse." Fiona looked into Gumball's eyes earnestly. "I want to stay here in Aaa. And… I want to start this resolution with you." Fiona reached across the table and grabbed Gumball's hands.

"I'm tired of letting fear and anxiety stop me from living my life the way I want to live it. I've made my decision. I want to stay in Aaa. I want to live in a treehouse. I want my life to be filled with a bunch of crazy, wacky stuff. I want you." Fiona blushed and smiled. "We could try? Couldn't we?"

Gumball stared at Fiona dumbstruck. When he finally did speak, it was clear he wasn't used to these types of conversations; ones that require more heart than brain. "Fiona… I don't think I'm the kind of guy you want to be with."

"Like I said, I'm not afraid anymore." Fiona leaned across the table and kissed Gumball, who melted into the kiss, virtually incapable of resisting. When the kiss ended, Gumball returned Fiona's smile with a small smile of his own. "So… now what?" he asked.

"Now we hope to holly hell Ice Queen doesn't find out." Fiona replied.

"End of chapter two." Ice King closed his book. "Pretty good, right? I was thinking next chapter I would-"

"NO! NO! NO!" LSP shouted. "You can not pair Fiona up with Prince Gumball! She like, should have hooked up with Marshall Lee! The bad boy who would have pressured her into doing things she wouldn't normally do!"

"What!?" Ice King exclamied. "Gumball is the way better option! Gumball reminds Fiona of her dad, being all brainy and science-y, and she's looking for familiar ground in her time of confusion!"

"That is, like, so lame!" LSP argued. "Fiona is a free spirit and is trying to be more of a wild card! And who better to help her become a wild card then Marshall Lee! I mean, for glob's sake, Flame Prince would have been a better lumping option than Gumball!"

"It's not about learning to be wild, it's about learning to accept how she feels!" Ice King retaliated. "And she's starting by accepting how she feels about Prince Gumball!"

"Oh, what-ever!" LSP said. "And another thing; the love scene at the end between Gumball and Fiona was like, so lacking in detail! I should feel sparks when I read it! I'm like, not feeling any lumping sparks!"

"Oh, I'm so sorry I didn't satisfy your sad fetish with an incredibly detailed and graphic love scene." said Ice King sarcastically. "Do you see an 'M' at the top of this story? No. You see a respectable 'T'. I don't write the dirty stuff, I just imply it."

"You're like, gonna get one lump of a review from me, Ice King." LSP warned. "I think this chapter was boring, unlikely, and uneventful!"

"Do your worst! I don't even read those reviews!" Ice King shouted. "...Okay, that's a total lie. I live for the reviews. coldblue2015 always writes me these really long and detailed reviews and they're my favorite to read. And in my other fanfic, The Cowardly Christian compared me to M. Night Shyamalan. I don't have to foggiest idea who that is, but it sounded like a really nice compliment."

"I do not know why, but I feel like this argument is intended for a larger audience." said BMO.

"Finn, back me up here. What'd you think of my new chapter?"

"I'm still trying to figure out where you're getting all of this information about me. Other than that, I don't really have an opinion. Food's ready." Finn presented his two roommates and two uninvited guests each with a plate of spaghetti. "Eat up."

"Spa-get-ee." Sarah sounded out before scooping up a forkful of pasta taking a bite, fork and all. "Yum."

Finn smiled. "Glad you like it, Susan." Finn grabbed his plate. "If it's cool with you guys, I'm gonna eat outside."

Finn sat in the rowboat observatory, eating his spaghetti with little to no gusto. He sat in the back of the boat and stared of the front of the boat. Finn tapped his fork against his plate impatiently. "Come on, Shoko. I could really use some advice right now."

"You should have heeded my advice."

It certainly wasn't Shoko speaking. Finn felt his insides chill and he could see his breathe. He recognized this evil presence. The Lich wanted to talk. However, Finn felt more annoyed than scared this time.

"Wrong voice in my head, bub. So, beat it." Finn said.

"Because of your negligence, your sister has suffered a fate crueler than death." said the Lich. "It wasn't even my doing. Her condition is your fault, boy."

Finn narrowed his eyes, but refused to respond.

"How many more must lose either their minds or their lives before you begin to realize that you do not belong here? You postponed an inevitable war, you have already played the hero. Now, all you are doing is making things harder on yourself and those that have made the mistake of caring about you."

Finn clenched his fists.

"What will happen when your mother comes to bring you back, I wonder?" the Lich taunted. "What cruel fate shall be delivered onto her in her attempt to take you home?"

Finn shut his eyes tight. "Get out of my head." he growled.

"Fate deems me your worst enemy. When in truth, you fit the role better than I." the Lich's presence faded away, and so did the cold.

When Finn opened his eyes, he saw Shoko sitting across from him. Her eyes were filled with sadness and sympathy. She reached across the boat and placed a hand on Finn's chest.

Finn closed his eyes again, and his tears fell into his half-eaten dinner.

Hope you liked the chapter, and I look forward to your reviews!

P.S. I have yet to watch the latest 'Adventure Time: Distant Lands' episode. So no spoilers in your reviews please. Thank you.