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HOLA CONSUELAS! I know I'm about a day late. I apologize especially to Roberto who was unhappy with last chapter being so late. And also another sorry to you guys because there are no Fubblegum moments, at least not directly. Parallels of it are in this chapter. There will be a lot in the next chapter though. I LOVE your guys' reviews makes me feel all good inside. I think you guys will like this chapter.

This is Chapter 8.

Ice King awoke in the school hallway of Douglas Wair High. "Where'd Ice Kingdom go? Where am I?" he said as looked around in awe. A locker door directly beside him slammed shut, revealing a handsome, tall, blonde-haired, blue-eyed teen, who was smiling at him. "Partied too hard over this weekend, didn't you, Simon?" Arlen Mertens laughed. Ice King frowned at first but gradually loosened up, smiling and eventually laughing along with Arlen. Ice King quickly opened up his locker, and wondered how he knew the combination. He gaged his appearance in the small pocket mirror he oddly remembered he kept inside his locker. He no longer had a big shaggy white beard or long shaggy white hair. Nor was his skin its normal shade of paled blue. He had been morphed back into Simon Petrikov, a name he hadn't associated with himself for at least a millennium. He stared at himself, very surprised. Arlen became slightly concerned. "Simon, are you okay? DID you party too hard over this weekend? If you did, you should go home and rest. I don't think any of our teachers would be upset, we already finished the homework they assigned for the next month."

Simon began to panic "What do I say?! What do I say?! I don't even… uhhh… umm… gosh,, if only…."

Arlen gazed at his best friend curiously "….Simon?" Ice King snapped himself back to Arlen's attention "Oh sorry, Arlen, I..I…I was just thinking."

"Thinking about that special fillie of yours again, huh?" Arlen teased

At the mention of her name, Simon blushed bright red "No….".

Faint footsteps of someone who had begun walking down the hall had been heard but were for the most part ignored as Simon and Arlen conversed about other things. As he noticed who the person was, all Simon could do was stare at the glorious beauty, that was Fiona Heartley. Her thick magnificient hair had been loosely braided into a lone braid that had reached her lower back. She donned a green sundress, white camisole and light brown wedges. On anyone else, Simon would have said it was a great simple look, but on Fiona, it was comparable to an outfit on the red carpet. The closer she got to the two teens, the more Simon would sweat. "Hey Arlen, Simon. What are you guys doing here so early?" she asked innocently. Simon stammered "Uhh, we're… jjust uhh, hanging. Being cool, chill." He leaned against his locker, placing his hands under his arms to hide the huge sweat stains he knew were forming. "What are you doing here so early?"

Fiona sighed "Oh well as you very well know, I am student body president, so I kind of have to be. Really wish I wasn't though. Too much pressure, important "smart people" decisions. I don't even know why I took the position. Compared to what you guys and Arthur could do, I've done diddly. Why didn't one of you try to run?"

"Oh well I think they are OTHER reasons why they picked you as president" said Arthur Mertens who slyly came around the corner, standing beside Arlen. He keenly eyed Fiona "I mean you gotta admit, your nothing to sneeze at." He grinned warmly as Fiona giggled, blushing lightly. He continued " And, though, we have the 'smarts' to be able to rule this school, let's be honest, compared to you, we'd probably look like a bunch of unkempt monkeys up there. Simon especially." He cocked his head towards Simon with sly smile gracing his features. Fiona let out a loud laugh as Simon gave Arthur a light dig in the arm.

"You guys crack me up!" She had been doubled over, holding her stomach as it hurt from her laughing. She looked at her watch and when she saw the time she quickly composed herself "Oh gosh. I have to be at a student council meeting in five minutes, and conveniently, it's all the way on the other side of school. I'll catch up with you guys later." She waved goodbye and hurriedly walked away.

"What was that about Arthur?" Arlen asked when he felt Fiona was out of ear shot.

Arthur replied confused "What was what?"

"You were flirting with her, my good man." Arlen answered somewhat suspicious. Simon remained quiet, as he made that observation too. The fact that it was so easy for Arthur to talk to her compared to him, burned him inside.

"All I was doing was having a nice conversation with a girl, and you guys just jump to the conclusion that I'm into her? Guess I can't just go around being hospitable to anyone with you guys around then…" Arthur snapped.

Arlen threw his hands up "Aye, aye, aye! I was just saying, no need to get all defensive. I saw the way you were looking at her and if I were going eye someone like you did, I'd want to make her my world. And since your my brother, my identical twin brother, I figured it was the same." He narrowed his eyes as he decreased the distance between him and his brother. Arthur did the same. Simon helplessly watched as the two siblings had another of their famous stare downs. "You like her don't you?" Arlen sneered at Arthur. "I was NICE to her, I don't believe that is usually associated with being in love with someone." Arthur sneered back. Arlen smiled slyly "Oh ho ho, it can if it's between a lady and a man. And, I'm sorry, I don't believe I ever said you were in love with her." Arthur blinked rapidly and realized what he had said.

"So you DO like her! In fact, you're IN LOVE with her!" Arthur shouted, flailing his arms around. Arthur grabbed his hands "HEEY! Tell the whole school why don't ya? While you're at it tell the whole friggin world?" Arthur's face had reddened due to both embarrassment and anger. Simon remained silent. He felt extremely uncomfortable "He's in love with her? How is it so easy for him to talk her? I can't compete with that." He became somewhat depressed, feeling that he would lose Fiona to Arthur but tried to keep the feeling off his face. Arthur and Arlen were too into their argument to notice. More students had shown up. A shoulder-length bob of hair peeped around the corner "Hey, what's all the hullabooloo?"

All three teens turned in the voice's direction "Oh hey Betty."

Arlen replied "There's not really a hullabooloo. It's a revealed-and be angry that you got found out." He shot a dirty look at Arthur.

Arthur sneered "Yeah well, it wasn't your business anyway."

"How are you doing, Simon?" Betty asked as she gazed upon him. Simon felt a tad awkward being the subject of her lustrous eyes but he answered "Oh I'm fine. I mean, you can't really do anything when these two argue. Once they start fighting, not really anyone can break it up except themselves. They're twin brothers after all."

"Yeah, well I saw that you were looking a little down, and was just seeing if something was wrong." Betty responded gently.

"Oh yeah…" Simon side-glanced at his twin friends cautiously who just stared back at him. He absent-mindedly grabbed his glasses "It's nothing." He signed Betty with his eyes, that they would talk about it more later. Betty nodded "Well don't you think we should all to class? It's going to start in ten minutes you know?" All three guys exclaimed "WHAT?" Then the group hurried off to class.

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After all their classes were over for the day, Simon and Betty parted from the twin brothers to go hang out at their childhood tree house. It surprisingly still held both their weights even though each respective person gained more than 6 inches in height and 60 pounds in weight. Simon had admit that though he was really close to Arthur and Arlen, Arlen especially, there was an added element to his and Betty's friendship that he could not name. He could come and talk to her about anything, no matter how small and she would understand. She was refreshingly non-judgmental even when whatever he did he thought was completely stupid.

Betty hopped on the tree house windowsill "So why were you looking sad earlier? I know it couldn't have been because the twin As were fighting."

"Oh yeah, well it wasn't there fighting. I'm use to that. It was what they were fighting about." He replied as he took a sip of lemonade that Betty had made for him. She knew him so well.

"What were they fighting about then?" Betty inquired.

Simon hesitantly answered " It was over Fiona. Apparently, Arthur is in love with her."

"Oh and you like her too. That must have been hard." Betty sighed sadly. A flicker of pain had shown in her eyes that Simon noticed but he thought it as nothing "Yeah and for him it seemed like it was easy. He made her laugh and complimented her, I can't compare. I was able to talk to her a little bit, it wasn't too bad but not as good as Arthur." He sighed and sat beside Betty on the windowsill. He took another sip of his lemonade while silence filled the room. He broke it "Sooo, what about that guy that you like? Has he noticed yet? Have you been able to make a move?"

Betty sighed "Not yet. He's too focused on another to notice me."

"I don't know Betty, this guy sounds pretty stupid to me. Are you sure you like him?" Simon said trying to keep his already brewing mix of anger down.

Betty smiled "Oh no he's very smart. Probably the smartest guy in school and that includes Arlen and Arthur."

Simon chuckled "Oh so I guess I'm not included in the smart people group, huh?" Betty laughed "YOU,". She moved a little closer to Simon, taking his glass of lemonade and setting it aside. She brought her face closer to Simon's. She gazed at him with her big eyes, making him feel uncomfortable, again. "…are the smartest person I know." Simon felt a wave of heat overcome him, he gulped and pulled at his collar "R-rreally?"

"Mmhmm. And you know what?" Betty said as turned to put the lemonade glass on the floor. "What?" Simon shakily answered, following his lemonade's glass trajectory of placement. At that Betty quickly turned back and kissed Simon gently but passionately. Simon, completely taken by surprise, sat there, and gradually found it within himself that he had liked her too, so he kissed back. After the kiss broke, the two blushed furiously. Betty avoided Simon's eyes. "Sooo, it was me all along then?" he said as he looked at the floor. Betty nodded. "But why didn't you tell me?"

"Because of your feelings for Fiona." Betty replied

" Oh. She put up with it for so long, too." Simon thought. "I'm sorry, Betty."

"It's okay. I won't lie, it did hurt a little to hear about how much you like Fiona…" Simon remembered the flicker of pain he saw in her eyes. "But it's not like I cried over it. You couldn't have known anyway, I did my best to hide it." He scooped her up in his arms and said " Well you don't have to anymore."

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As life went on, Simon and Betty's relationship grew stronger, Fiona and Arthur had started a relationship and Arlen as always, had a string of broken hearts behind him. The quintet had finished high school and went on to college. Arthur asked Fiona to marry him which she undoubtedly accepted. The wedding had been magical. Betty caught the ritual bouquet of flowers that Fiona had thrown over her head. Later that night, Simon asked Betty to marry him which she also accepted. They decided to remain engaged until they were out of college and had good enough jobs. After a few years, Simon got a Ph.D. in Historical Science while Betty got one in Mathematics.

Simon had acquired a prestigious job working with world-renowned historians because of his degree but Simon's job required travelling, so he and Betty rarely were able to see Arthur, Arlen and Fiona anymore. Over there occasional visits, many things had changed. On the first visit, it was their pleasure to find out that Fiona was pregnant with a baby boy that they were going to name Finn. On their second visit, Fiona had still not had the boy yet but it was too be soon. Sadly, they had not been able to make another trip until 1 month after Finn was born. Finn was a joyful child. Not shy with Simon or Betty in the least though this was the first time he would associate with them. It was like he could sense their good hearts. Unfortunately, that was the last time that Simon and Betty saw Finn, as Simon's job required that he stay North after finding the Enchiridion and jewel encrusted crown. Arthur and Fiona made sure that Simon and Betty could have a little momento of everyone when they missed the little family so they took photos of everyone and sent them to Betty and Simon. Simon often took the picture of Finn sleeping to admire the child's features which were such a likeness to his father and uncle. He often smiled as he remembered all the fun times he had with Arthur and Arlen, knowing that without them, he wouldn't know where he'd be.

Ice King woke up with the picture of sleeping Finn plastered into his eyelids. "Finn!"

Then he remembered what had occurred just before he fell unconscious, cautiously touching the lump on his head. "Those eyes, that hair, the body structure, I'd know them anywhere. But he couldn't be Arlen or Arthur, those two are long gone. It must be Finn. But how?" he asked himself. He pulled himself up from the floor, fixed his clothing and walked to his Past room, with determination burning behind his eyes. "No more shenanigans. Time to remember who you are Ice…I mean, Simon."

A/N: So hey did you like the background? I know this is more about Arlen, Arthur, Simon and their girls but I wanted you guys to see that their is a deeper side to Finn and Ice King's relationship, even if Finn has no idea about it and Ice King has forgotten. It will be seen somewhat heavily (not TOO much) in the sequel to this and I didn't want to just spring this on you guys in that. It's gotta be gradual. And because I touched on Simon's relationship with Finn's uncle in last chapter, I wanted to you guys to see how close they really were.

Anyway, I hope this didn't bore you too much. If it did, next chapter will be better as it will have Fubblegum, and some drama bombs. SO BE READY TO FEEL UNCOMFORTABLE! lol.

Until next,

Spazzaye