Fionna wakes to a pacing Vampire King hovering off the ground.
She stretches and he looks over happily. Grateful that she's awake, he kisses her forehead. "How do you feel, Fi?" He asks, rubbing her back softly with her fingers.
She sounds unusually cheerful. "I feel pretty good." She smiles, kissing him on the cheek. "How long have I been asleep?" She asks.
"Just a few days, don't worry, you're all taken care of. The doctors said you can leave in a few hours if you want." He says beaming at her.
"Our home, the cave. Oh, I miss it already!" She says excited.
"Then we can leave in a while, for now, what should we do?" Marshall asks half grinning. She looks towards the nurse in the corner.
"Excuse me, miss." she looks up from her clip board. "When can I leave? I feel much better. I'm eady to go home." She says cheerful.
"Oh, you can leave now if you want, you look pretty healthy." She grins.
"Oh, thank you." fionna smiles warmly, getting out of bed. She drags her feet across the tile floor, almost at the door when a knock is at the window, like the slam of the window. They jerk their heads back, startled, but nothing was there. Thn she appeared, manical grin and dagger eyes. The Ice Queen.
"What do you want, filthy dog?" She yells angrily. "Don't you get tired of chasing someone better than you?" She throws a hard punch to the Queens' face, realizing she was wearing the shiny, malicious crown. "How did you get that crown? We broke it!" She exclaims defiantly.
"Choose Goose has many mystical items at his shop if you have enough money. She smiles evily.
Marshall is the second one to punch her, square in the jaw. She gasps, splaying her hads out and making both the vampires freeze up to their hips, hands frozen the jagged chunks of ice. She flies above them, smirking in Marshalls' face. "What are you going to do now, weak vampire?" He glares at her, slamming her in the face with his frozen hand, successfully shattering the icy block. She groans, stumbling back.
Marshall helps Fionna get out of the ice, using his other hand. Fionally she wriggles out, free. She towards over the Ice Queen on the ground. "First thing's first." She stomps on the new crown, shattering it to pieces. She kicks away the use-to-be crown and kicks her face while her foot's there. "Stop trying to fight me." She hisses. "You'll never win." She kicks her again, in the side of her stomach.
Marshall grabs her hair and pulls her up. "Now, say you're sorry to the nice lady, or your blood will be my dinner." The Ice Queen cowers as she mumbles
"Sorry, Fionna." With a shrug.
"Not very convincing." Marshall states impatiently, inspecting his razor sharp nails.
"I'M SORRY FIONNA." She screams.
"Good, now leave and never come back."