Yes, its been months since I last updated, but I just haven't had the motivation to write. This isnt a deadfic, ok... I'll try to update a bit more...im just more active on my deviantARTs and fimfiction (yeah ima pegasister) I wrote the very start ages ago.
Oh and fyi anybody who is reading my fic 'He Is Mine', its coming to a close; only a couple of chapters to go.
Disclaimer:
I have locked up Pendleton Ward in ice king's castle dungeon, so he has given the rights to Adventure Time (and Bravest Warriors) to me!
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No?
:C
I don't own the rights to at then...
I darted out of my hiding place, and upstairs while they tried to pursue where I was hiding. I in-the-air double-barrel rolled out of Finn's bedroom window and onto the roof. I smiled. I just realised that my clothes were still drenched in tears. I got out another jar, and squeezed the water out into it. Soon enough, my clothing was completely dry. I flew off. When I got back to my house, I checked the book.
A bag of fluff.
This meant I had to go to the soft people kingdom and steal their fluff. I put the jar for Simon next to the embers I had gathered a day or two ago, changed into a black hoodie, and left. Since the 'Gut Grinder' came and went last month, they were sure to have traps as well. Gut Grinder sized traps. I couldn't believe I'd took so long in the tunnels that the sun was already setting, conveying a golden glow to Ooo.
I enjoyed the darkness that enveloped the earth at night, it was always cool and quiet, but that night it was a little too cold; the plains I was crossing had icicles forming. Icy gusts nipped at my nose, as I headed for a pale speck in the distance.
I glided through the empty streets, glancing into bright windows. I stopped at a families house which had five soft people in, and waited for them to go to bed. The second they went to bed, I unshieved my silver dagger, slipping through an open window. I turned invisible, slipped into one of the children's rooms, and took a couple of handfuls of her fluff, putting it in a bag and leaving. Stars twinkled. It felt strange coming into my house...like...like someone was watching me. Anyway, I placed the fluff with the other items, yawning.
I really needed some uninterrupted rest.
The world faded away, as my mind switched off...
I was falling. That was weird, as usually I can float. But I was falling. Images flew past me.
First meeting Finn and Jake
First meeting Simon
Simon's fanfictions
Cranberries.
The moment a image appeard or a thought came into my head, it vanished, not just from my head but it felt like they were disappearing from my memories too. I fell faster and faster, toward a green mist someway below me. Monents later I hit the 'ground' and the green rushed towards my ankles. With touching, it emmited a warm, sticky glow. Unnatural. This thought too excaped my mind, while the mist creeped up my legs, which inexplicably collapsed beneath me. The mist was enveloping my upper torso when I screamed. I leaped up, to be dragged to the floor by the mist.
"NO GIMME MY MIND BACK!"
I wanted the memories back, but the mist was doing something to my mind.
I rocketed up, wacking my head on the ceiling.
"Uhm...ow..."
I rubbed my head and sat up. It was still dark outside, meaning I hadnt slept for long. A very thin green mist covered the floor, but I brushed it out of my house - and yes, WITH a broom. That was still a really weird dream. Why do my dreams get stranger and creepier each night?
I sat on my bed and sighed.
I ignored the shadow jumping out the window.
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I wondered who to test out my concoction on...
Marceline Aberdeer?
Yes.
She would be perfect.
I grabbed a bottle of the green mist, and set off. The sooner I tested it out, the better. Grim rolling clouds covered the full moon. It didn't take long to get there, as theres always rips in the fabric of time and space I can jump through. As soon as she came into view, I stalked her till she reached he house. I snuck in last minute and hid in her closet. An exhausted demon spawn launched herself onto the bed. I released the green mist. It swirled around her, before settling in a thin layer on the floor.
Marceline tossed and turned for a good ten minutes, before rocketing into her ceiling, and waking. This was good. Extremely good. A success for once.
I exited via the window begore she saw me.
Sooooo, I appreciate reviews, favs and follows, and im trying to update moar. I swear one day I'll get those rights...
