Sorry this took so long. And sorry the next one might take even longer I've been busy lately. Also, I would like to point out that when I made Simon confuse PB for Betty I did not intend to make you all think that I think the two are the same, merely that they look similar. That is all for now.

Enjoy.

New Imprisonment

Was it a good idea to leave Simon alone?

This thought keeps boomeranging in my head ever since I was a good distance away from Simon and my cave. I thought this was a good idea at first

I was floating above my bed, about to go to sleep, when I remembered that I didn't have much in my fridge. Only some red stuff. I contemplated getting some ingredient for an awesome breakfast for Simon. I was considering not doing it when I remembered what I am going to tell him tomorrow.

I might as well make him breakfast, maybe it will soften the blow when I rip his world into pieces.

So I put on my gray and red cat sweater, over my tank top that serves as half my PJs, kept my sweats on and threw some red boots on, and then left the house. Before I left though, I looked at Simon while he slept. He didn't even twitch in his sleep in my presence.

I guess Bonnie was right, a Vampire can leave absolutely no trace.

At the risk of waking him up, I still spoke to him. "Sleep tight, Simon. I'll be back in a minute," I must have really wanted him to stay asleep, because I said those words much more gently than needed.

Now I'm heading home, while carrying a sack with eggs, bacon, bread, and a box of pancake mix inside it. Usually it would be next to impossible to get all this food so late at night. Especially the bacon, I thought I was going to have to find a pig and...never mind.

Luckily, I remembered that Finn and Jake have lots of ingredients in their house and little security. So I helped myself to whats in the bag I'm hoisting now. I didn't just steal it though, I left a note.

When I got back to my cave and went into my house I was shocked to see that Simon wasn't in bed. I started to become scared, but then some foot steps I heard upstairs relieved me.

Simon must've woken up and wondered were I was. I better go tell him I'm home.

I then popped my head into my room. "Hey, I thought I told y-"

I froze along with time.

I saw Simon standing in front of a mirror, holding the crown that ruined his life above his head. I couldn't move. It felt like the only thing I could do is watch. Watch while the time I spent waiting to get him back shattered in one instant.

That is, until time speeds up again and he lowers the crown to his head.

"SIMON, NO!" I scream as I'm finally able to move, maybe even faster then most Vampires. I tackle him just before he is able to put the crown on.

We land on the other side of the room before I hear that cursed crown hit the ground.

"Marceline, what are-" I slap him before he can finish.

"DON'T EVER DO THAT AGAIN!" I yell at him. "DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME!?" he doesn't answer me. He just holds his left hand to his face and stares at me in confusion. I stare back at him and breath for a few moments.

And then I realize what I did. "S-Simon, I'm so sorry. I-I-I didn't mean to do that." I really didn't. I was fueled by adrenalin. With my strength I could have hurt him really bad, I could have even clawed him by accident. "Are you hurt?"

"No, I'm fine," he pauses and thinks for a moment. "Marceline, I'm sorry I came into your room. And opened up that box."

That's right. How was he able to get to that box? He said that there was a spell on it. No one should be able to see it. Much less open it.

"But, Marceline, that crown, It's from my world. I had it when I came here and it must have gotten pulled along with me. Marceline...why did you hide it from me?"

This is it. I have to tell him everything. I have to tell him the truth.

"Simon..." I begin.

"What is it, Marceline?"

Tell him. Tell him now!

I rest my head on his chest and close my eyes.

"...Please, just call me Marcy," I say this with a sore throat and with tears in my eyes. Simon slowly wraps his arms around me, just like the "first" night we met.

I feel relieved that I didn't tell Simon the truth, and won't in the future. But still, there's a thought that comes to my head.

Things will only get worse.

But I over power this with another thought.

I'll keep him with me, no matter what.

I continue to cry in Simon's arms as I look over at the cursed crown, wondering what I'm going to do with it now, reflecting our sad, ruby colored, figures.

. . .

I sigh, bored, as I look through the window of Marceline's... Marcy's house, I've been stuck here for almost a week now.

In that week Marcy has been coddling me and has left my side very rarely. Although it bothers me a little I let her since it seems to make her happy. And she hasn't been in a very positive mood since the incident.

I didn't ask her why she acted the way she did. Marceline seemed so sensitive about it that I didn't want to cause her any more grief. I still wonder why she reacted like that when she saw the crown, and I'm really curious as to how and why the crown was even here.

I don't know what she did with it after the incident. She didn't say anything about it at all. I should ask her.

But, again, I don't want to see her sad again. I am like a father to her, and what kind of father would want to make their daughter cry? Besides, if it really is a big deal, wouldn't she tell me? I'll bring it up some other time when she's ready.

Still, I have become blase with most of the books Marceline has gotten me. And I fear becoming bored as it only leaves me to think about how real this all is. I still can't become comfortable with all this yet, even though Marceline has been with me every step I still think about my worries.

Is Betty alright? Is she worried about me?

I've been gone for almost a week. She's probably filed a missing persons report by now. Or maybe time doesn't work like that here. Maybe I'll return and no time would have passed at all. Then again, the opposite would be true, too.

I try to distract myself by playing a game on BMO, who came to keep me company on the rare occasions when Marcy leaves to get food and other items.

That reminds me. Finn and Jake came over the morning after the incident. Jake was complaining about something along the lines "It's not an everything-burrito without everything!"

Marceline then spoke with them in the living room. I was able to hear some of the conversation from her room (which I am allowed in while she's here.)

"Marceline, why'd you take our stuff and leave a note that says 'get better locks?'" Jake inquired.

"I...I needed it to make a breakfast for Simon," Marcy said. I remember that breakfast. It was quite good.

Finn spoke up next. "So... how did he take the news?"

"...He didn't. I didn't tell him," Marcy spoke softly. So soft, in fact, I barely heard her.

"What?! I thought you said that PB told-"

"I know what I said! And I know what Bonnibel told me to do!" Marcy yelled. Everything was silent for a moment before she spoke up again. "I almost lost him again last night. I can't risk something like that again."

Lost me? What does she mean? What did I do last night that would make her lose me?

"Marceline, you need to tell him," said Finn.

Marceline didn't respond right away. Instead she seemed to change the subject. "Listen, I need you guys to find someone for me."

Finn and Jake seemed to relent for now and take her quest. With a sigh Finn asks "Who is it we need to find?"

"Bufo," Marcy informs.

"Does this have something to do with Simon?"

"...Yes."

"Alright then, we'll go and find him. But before that can I..." Finn pauses for a long time before continuing. "Never mind."

I feel bad for Finn, I told him we'd continue that conversation we were having, I'm sure that's what he was going to ask about. But for some reason he senses Marceline wouldn't like that, That's why I'm sure he didn't pull through with his question.

Just before they left Marcy stopped them. "Wait, you guys. Next time you see Bonnie...tell her I'm sorry."

Besides when they dropped off BMO, that was the only time I saw them this past week.

Until today.

I was in the living room, wearing my PJ's, giving a game on BMO a try when Finn knocked on the door. "Marceline, we found Bufo!" Marcy couldn't have answered the door any faster.

"Where!?" Marcy asks as she almost rips the door open.

"Well, we thought he'd be in wizard city. But he's actually been hiding out at the wizard training facility," Finn informs.

Marceline hurriedly gathered a cloak and went out the door. But, as she was about to leave, she stopped and turned to me. She looked at me for a moment before turning to Finn and Jake and whispering something to them.

They nodded their heads in reply to whatever she said.

Marceline then turned to me again. "Simon, I have to go take care of something. I won't be back for awhile. But Finn and Jake will hang out here while I'm gone. Will you be alright with that?"

"Yeah Marcy, I'll be fine." I answer.

"Alright then, I'll see you later," with that she left leaving me with a boy and his magical dog.

"So, whats it like living with Marceline?" Finn asks as he sits beside me and grabs a controller.

"Oh, it's...interesting," I reply.

"Just Interesting?" Jake asks as he sits at my other side. He seems to be waiting to play the winner.

"Well..." I pause considering if I should tell them or not. I decided yes.

I told them about the first night I was here. When I mentioned the part about the crown they seemed to become nervous. I told them how Marceline has been keeping me on close watch. I even confessed how claustrophobic I've been feeling around her. I was surprised about what I said. I didn't know I felt so strongly about my situation I'm in.

"I don't want to hurt Marcy. I still care about her," I sight before finishing. "...I just don't know what to do."

We sit in silence for a few moments. In that time I become embarrassed upon the realization that I just confessed my problems on a 14 year old boy.

I was about to apologize to him when he suddenly stood up and spoke. "Dungeon."

"...What?"

"Dungeon," he repeats as if it was obvious what he was saying.

"What do you mean exactly?"

"Going through a dungeon always helps me clear my head. Maybe it would help you."

"Well, what would we do exactly?"

"Well, we could slay some dragons, solve awesome puzzles, and collect old magical junk."

"Is there a lot of 'old junk' in dungeons," I figure that inspecting some old items might remind me of my world.

"Yeah, pretty much all dungeons are filled with ancient stuff."

"...Would Marcy be alright with this."

"Yeah! She'd be perfectly OK with it," upon hearing this, Jake who has been fidgeting since Finn mentioned the dungeon, takes him by the arm and whispers something to him.

I couldn't hear what he said, but I did hear Finn respond. "Yeah, it'll be fine," he then turned to me and asked "So, do you want to go dungeoning?"

"...Yes," I feel bad that I might make Marceline unhappy, but I do need a little bit more of this world than just her front lawn.

I then went up to Marceline's room to change while Finn and Jake waited in the living room. Maybe my suit isn't the best thing to wear in a dungeon, but it's all I have.

As I straighten myself in the mirror a voice echoes in my head.

"IT'S ALL THE SAME!"

I remembered this from the dream I had my first night here. I haven't had any similar dreams since. I was trying to figure out what it meant and way I'm remembering it now when Finn called for me.

"Hey SI, you okay up there!"

I'm pulled back to reality by his words. "Y-yeah! I'll be down in a moment."

Somewhere between responding to Finn and putting on my shoes, I forgot what it is I was thinking about.

As we leave Marceline's cave and begin our quest, I hear something very out of place.

"Wenk."

I look to my right to see a penguin. I'm not entirely sure but I think it's the same one I saw when I saved those princesses. I bend down to inspect it while Finn and Jake look through their supplies a short distance away. I don't think they noticed the penguin.

"Hello, and what are you doing so far away from home," I ask the small animal as I pat his head.

"Wenk," is all it responded with.

Great. I get sent to a world with magic talking dogs, and I end up talking with a regular penguin.

After getting up and walking away I noticed that the penguin was following me.

"Ah, no, no, no little tuxedo person, Where I'm going might be a little to dangerous for you," I say. In truth I don't know how dangerous it might be.

In response, he gave out another "wenk" and continued to follow me.

With a sigh I turned and confronted him. "Now since your so attached to me how about you just wait here. I'll only be gone for a while and I don't want you to get hurt," to my surprise he went back over to the cave entrance and relaxed himself. "Um, good boy."

I then went over to join the others to begin my first quest.

Alright, hopefully there were no problems with this CH. And again, sorry the next one will take even longer. I've just been so busy with classes and my inner anguish. So please be patient.

Please review. Seriously I'm starting to think I'm invisible in the virtual world as I am in the real one. Also, feel free to PM me if you have any questions.