Ice Queen was pacing back and forth, mumbling to herself in the living room. She was in nothing but what she slept in, a white bra and panties. Finn was asleep in the bedroom.

Every single moment she spent with Finn felt like a defiance to her psyche. She had felt it before but ignored it. Now it suddenly came crushing powerfully over her. Her mind demanding princes was present but quenching. She grabbed her head, and clenched her teeth. She thought of frost as power, but the warmth she felt around Finn seemed so much more desirable. She shook violently, "what gruesome thing made this labyrinth in my mind!? S-Simone Petrikov! Who... is that?! Leave me alone!" Ice Queen let a frosty aura surround her hands, and yelled, "I'll kill you!" She fell hard to her knees, scraping them on the floor. She whispered, "Simone... who... are you?" Tears streamed down her cheeks. Brief flashes of memories burst through her head, and cut her like a chilling razor wind. She felt like she was being torn to pieces. A sharp crystal of ice formed in her hands. She furiously stabbed it under her shoulder, and screeched in pain. She panted heavily. Her expression became soft as she watched her deep blue blood drip onto the ice. Her shaking hands tried to grasp the crystal again, but her body clenched in pain, and she quickly jerked her hand away as she did.

She began to softly sing as to quiet the screams in her head, "t-there... is s-so much... b-beauty in t-this land of ice..." She spoke to herself in a quiet, broken, yet somehow strong whisper, "I-I have to wake up." She ripped the crystal out, and cried out in pain. She threw it violently on the floor, "I-I have a prince..." Cool blue blood trailed around her breast, and down her leg. "H-he's.. s-so warm." She pressed her hand hard against the wound, and let out a quiet hiss. She stumbled to her feet, and shambled over to the kitchen. She grabbed a large hand towel, and wrapped it tightly around the wound. She fell against the wall, supporting herself up with her hand. She clenched her claw against it until she bled, and yet continued singing, "the air is c-cold, but my f-feelings f-feel so warm and n-nice." She cried, and fell again onto the floor.

She wiped her tears with her arm, "Ma... M-Marshall... my..." she grabbed her head as it was wracked with pain, "little boy..." She wiped the sweat from her brow, and pushed her hair back with her hand, "who am I?"

She spoke to herself quietly, "I am Simone..." she began to cry more intensely, "but I don't want to be..."

Ice Queen aggressively wiped the tears from her face, "c-can't I pretend I'm not? I-I can try..." She grabbed the top of her head in defiance to the word she just spoke, this time scratching deep cuts and drawing blood with her claws, "I'm taking back... my mind..." She found an exit... and took it. It felt like a dam broke flooding pain to every inch of her body. She curled up on the floor and shook. A trail of red blood dripped from the side of her mouth.

The door to the bedroom opened, and Finn walked into the living room wearing nothing but his shorts. He looked at the dark blue liquid leading to the kitchen. He quickly followed the trail to find a women lying in a pool of it. He kneeled down, and lifted her up to almost a sitting position. Finn asked, "who..." but then he saw it in her eyes, "...I-Ice Queen?" She struggled to nod. Her skin wasn't blue, it was like Finn's only paler. Her sharp features had dulled, her eyebrows were fine, her hair was a light brown. She looked... human. She spoke, "I remember..." Finn shook his head, "remember what?" She smiled, "you."

Finn didn't understand what she meant, he was just ecstatic to hear her speak. He kissed her. The blood from her face rubbed off on him. When he pulled his head back she laughed. She wiped the blood off his face with her thumb. Time seemed reverse for Simone. She felt like she had just experienced her life before the crown, and everything after the day she became the Ice Queen was a distant memory. She said, "call me Simone." Finn thought back to when Marceline told him about when Ice King being Simon Pertrikov. He looked at her, and asked, "so... do you still like me?" Simone grinned sweetly, "Finn, I love you."

A penguin appeared in the room, and squawked. Simone laughed, "Gertrude, we were having a moment..." Simone's voice had lost it's shrillness, and her laugh lost it's cackle. She had become a softer, more gentle person in every sense. Simone stared at the tiara on the floor. It was not removing it that saved her. That had happened several times before, and all that happened was a temporary loss of power. Simone hugged him. She now thought having a relationship with such a young innocent guy was a decision she probably wouldn't have made again, but he was the one who saved her. Simone loved him a lot. What's done was done, and part of her wanted this relationship to last.

Simone stood to her feet, "I'm going to get something on for the day." She walked slowly to her room. Finn watched her, and blushed at seeing her curvy body in motion. Simone giggled, turned her head, and winked at Finn before entering the bedroom. When she came back out she was wearing a tan button-up shirt, a long dark brown skirt, a red belt, and a large pack around her back. She pulled a small object out of her pocket, and held it up to her face. It was a pair of round glasses. She rubbed the lens against her shirt, and placed them on. She spoke quietly, "much better." Finn said, "woah, where'd you get all that stuff?" Simone replied, "After spending a couple days with you I took them up from the 'the past' room. I wasn't sure why, but now I think I know." Finn stood up, "so what are you going to do now?" Simone pushed her hair behind her ears, "I want to visit some old friends."

Simon pulled out a hook, rope, and other climbing equipment from her pack. She threw a set to Finn. She asked, "you coming?" Finn looked at her curiously, "aren't you hurt?" She said reassuringly, "I'll be fine, come on."

NOTE: ...yeah.

I'm not sure if a bunch of hardcore Ice Queen fans are going to kill me or not, but here's the new chapter.

I'm trying to decide if I should continue this story or not...

P.S. Now do you see some irony in the name of this story, ehhh, ehhhh!

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