Bonnie looks at me, different than she usually does. She looks at me like I'm her best friend.

I say, "What do you need?"

Bonnie says, "Earlier you said you like my name, what was that about?"

I shrug and say, "I just like your name and…" I stop. I just can't tell her how I feel. I want to so badly, but I can't. I can't force the words out.

She presses, "And, what?"

I say in a low voice, "I like your name, and… you."

I run, afraid of what she thinks.

She calls after me, "Don't go!"

I keep running. I don't where I'm going, I just run. I stop when a cold wind brushes past me; I'm in the Ice Kingdom. Snowflakes float down, white spots now appear in my black hair. I sit in the cool snow, I think of what Bonnie now thinks of me.

After a long time, The Ice King comes and sits next to me.

I say, "Hi, Simon."

He says, "Hi, Marceline. What are you doing here?"

I respond, "Just thinking. I'm going now," I stand and say, "Bye, Simon."

"What?"

"Ugh, you don't remember."

"Remember what?"

"Me."

I run home. Two bad conversations. When I get home I check the clock; it's 5:00am. I decide 4 hours of sleep is better than no sleep.

I'm in the Candy Kingdom, in the castle. I don't know why, I walk into a room. Bonnie and Finn are talking; Bonnie smiles when she sees me. Finn leaves the room, and closes the door behind him. Bonnie reaches for my hand, I let her take my hand. She brings me closer, and gives my hand a gentle squeeze.

I ask, "What's going on?"

She gently whispers, "Don't go, don't go."

I say, "I won't, I promise."

She leans towards me, and I lean towards her.

She whispers, "Don't go."

We get closer, her face centimeters from mine.

Woof-woof-woof.

I open my eyes to see Schwabl, my white zombie poodle, asking for food.

I say, "Dream Ruiner, we were about to kiss," I push Schwabl off my bed.

I get dressed and put concealer on my face. I check the time; it's 10:00am. I'm a half hour late for work. I put some food in Schwabl's bowl and get an apple from the fridge. I leave the house with my breakfast and go to work.

Only a few candy people come to the café. Then no one comes in. A half hour goes by. When the bell on the door goes off I'm almost glad. I turn to see who comes in. Bonnie is walking up to the counter.