"Huh?" Ice King let out, he was on his bed and Gunter was in front of him.

"Gunter... do I look good?" Ice King asked, he didn't seem to care about what happened awhile ago. Gunter let out his quack, "Different?" Ice King responded, he got up. He noticed his voice was different, it wasn't his high-pitch raspy old man voice, his voice now sounded smooth and it sounded youthful. He got in front of his mirror and examined his reflection, "Woah...," Ice King did turns to check his face. His hair was brown and it measured to the bottom of his neck. His skin was olive colored, his nose was normal and his nails were of normal measurement. "I look good but not that good" Ice King commented as he rubbed his cheek to feel his skin, it was smooth. He checked his body for some muscles but there were almost none, he was disappointed.

He went to his bed and grabbed his crown and put it on. His skin turned blue, his eyes whitened, his hair turned white and grew longer, his beard regrew but it was not as long, his nose grew but it wasn't as long as before and his teeth became only a bit sharper. The crowns' power and the potion's power were contesting thus making his transformation less intense. Ice King noticed the transformation and decided to just keep it, He needed his powers.

He attempted to cast some of his ice lightnings and they still seem to work flawlessly. Ice King was still resistant to cold, his crown still protected him.

He went to the main room and noticed that things that were distant were blurry. "Damn, I need glasses"

He knew Marceline kept one, she said that Ice King used to wear it which means that it would be tuned to his vision.

"Well, time to fly- Oh wait..." Ice King rubbed his chin and realized that his beard wasn't long enough, it's length was the source of his flying. "Looks like I'm on foot..." Ice King thought to himself. He casted a platform of ice at the edge of the entrance and prepared to use at as an elevator to slide down the mountain.

"Gunter, I'm leaving! There's some fish in the bathroom if you're hungry!" Ice King yelled, and he heard a faint quack sound. His voice was slightly different from his voice as the original Ice King, it had a smoother difference.

In a flick of a finger, the platform slid down on the near vertical mountain, the other edge of the platform clinging tightly to the mountain as it elevated downwards.

"Ding!" Ice King said as he stepped out of his ice platform elevator, he sculpted an ice horse and gave it life using his magic. The horse neighed and Ice King quickly hopped to its back. "Hiyah!" He commanded as he kicked the horse. The horse raised its front and started to run. Ice King still couldn't see distant things, he needed the glasses badly.

After more than thirty minutes. Ice King was fortunately able to arrive at Marceline's cave. The macabre appearance made sure any intruder knew what he was dealing with. He hopped off his horse and dispelled it, making it scream in disapproval. Ice King went inside the cave and alerted Marceline of his coming, "Marceline!" He shouted. Marceline's house had its lights on and the sound of music can be heard, so it was sure that Marceline was there. Ice King decided to just knock since he cant be heard through her music. He walked to her front door and knocked at the wooden door.

The music abruptly stopped and steps can be heard marching toward the door. The door knob turned and the door opened up. It revealed an annoyed looking Vampire Queen. Her long raven hair, slightly bluish skin and sharp fangs made it clear that she was something to be cautious with. She was wearing a black t-shirt and some torn jeans to keep up with her punk style.

"Who's the-" Marceline quickly stopped with shock. She stared, she was hit with nostalgia and astonishment. Ice King merely smiled, he did not know what was going on with Marceline, he thought she was acting silly.

"I was hoping you got some glasses that were good with me" Ice King mentioned, Marceline still didn't answer and her jaw was dropping.

He curled his short beard for a bit and spoke up once more.

"Can I come in?" Ice King asked politely. Marceline still did not utter a word, she was still trying to comprehend what was happening, she thought that Ice King had the body of Simon. She continued to stare until she snapped to her senses.

"Um, uh, yeah! Come in!" Marceline answered as she made the door more wide open for him, Ice King entered and Marceline shut the door. Ice King was greeted by crumpled papers that had lyrics on them and Marceline's Axe-Bass on the floor.

"Woo... Place is a mess..." Ice King commented as he sat on the guest's couch, it was the only comfortable thing to sit on in the house. Marceline continued to look at him, she could not believe what she was seeing: It was her old Simon. Although he still acted like Ice King, she was still happy to see a real Simon.

"So... Si-, I mean, Ice King... What's with the looks?" Marceline asked curiously, she was curious to see how he turned to a man of much affect.

"Bought myself a potion and it turned me into this" Ice King gestured to his face. "Tell me, does it look good when I take off the crown?" Ice King took of his crown and placed it beside him. For a split-second, Marceline thought it was the actual Simon right in front of her until Ice King's body started to revert, painfully, he nearly screamed in pain but he endured it. He was back to the younger Simon.

Marceline stared in awe, she never thought he would look that handsome.

"See? Does it look good, my robes make me a bit ugly" Ice King pulled his collar. "Do you have a suit or something? Which reminds me... do you still have those glasses you were talking about?" Ice King asked carelessly. Marceline noticed the voice change and seemed to like it. She snapped back and floated to her bedroom to get him something, she was gone for a minute.

"I guess that's a yes..." Ice King remarked as he waited.

Marceline returned with a folded suit with underclothes, a pair of black shoes and a pair of glasses sitting on top of the shoes it was what Marceline found when Simon left off. "Put it on" Marceline instructed, she gave the suit to Ice King.

"Thanks..." Ice King went behind her couch and changed his clothes there. He took off his robe and hung it by the backrest.

Marceline giggled a bit and her cheek reddened slightly. "Oh, shut up" Ice King remarked embarrassingly, he put on his underclothes and then his suit. It took him a few minutes until he stepped out.

"Yeah baby! I feel younger than ever!" Ice King exclaimed.

He looked so different from his other self. Marceline was a bit embarrassed, she had this subconscious thought that he looked pretty handsome. "One last thing" Ice King put on his glasses, he could see well now. "You know, it's good not having wizard eyes for awhile and it's also pretty good being not me for awhile" Ice King mentioned as he checked his body, he looked completely different.

"Wow, you really don't look like your old self, Ice King" Marceline commented as she scanned his body head to toe. She had this sense of feeling that she was free... of something, free to... love him?

Marceline forced the feeling off, she remembered that behind that young body was a one thousand year old sociopath madman.

"Well... Thanks for the stuff, Marceline, I'll give them back if-" Ice King was interrupted by Marceline speaking.

"No, it's yours" Marceline said as she picked up her Axe-Bass and strummed it. Ice King was astonished, he had no idea that this was his past clothes.

"Hey... That tells me, wanna do a song?" Ice King asked, he had no drums but he hoped that his new body had a good singing voice. Marceline was a bit surprised but she decided to go with it.

"Yeah, sure!" Marceline answered happily.