Chapter Three

Hey there guys! I know it's been a pretty long time (about four days…) but, I'm listening to beautiful music and forcing my self to write, just for you guys! This will be so great! I'm actually pretty excited! Let's get this started.

OH, Side note, like I said, the Flame Princess isn't going to be the most constant with the actual show.

Example, not everything that she touches burns in flames. She can 'summon' if you will, the flames from inside of her if she wants to. However, if there's too much emotional stress on her, then she basically becomes just like the one in the show. Before she became calmer and collected. Er.

Enjoy!

I smiled at her. "Thanks, PB." I said, as we sat on a field. The wind was blowing around us, making everything else but us and the picnic a blur. I looked up at her and smiled.

Her hair waved in the wind. "It's fine, Finn. I mean, I should be thanking you," She said, moving a strand of hair out of her face, as she began blushing.

"Huh," I said thoughtfully. "I guess you should," I nodded.

"H-hey!" She smiled beautifully, laughing with me.

"I'm just kidding. This is really nice, you know."

"I…" She looked down again, blushing even more. "I prepared it especially for you," She looked back up at me, and I stared at her. I completely lost control of my body. I think. Or my hormones took over. That was probably it. I found my self leaning into her, yearning for the taste of her lips. And she began leaning to, and I thought that I didn't have anything to worry about, that everything would turn out perfectly, until she said, "C'mon, bro, wake up!"

"What?" I asked in a disappointed and confused voice.

"Wake up, dude!" She said again, in a deeper voice, and then I started shaking irratically.

"What in the world!?" I asked, now awake.

"You were dreaming," Jake said. "You looked so bad, and scared, I thought you were having a nightmare or something. Well, you were also sleeping pretty late. Breakfast will be ready soon," He blurted out, before leaving the room. "And I won't tell her about the moaning…" He added.

It took me a while to realize what was going on. I was dreaming about PB. And I was scared? And I was moaning. I assumed that I was moaning about the Princess, I don't know who else I could've moaned about. I stared at my ceiling, much like yesterday. Not because I hated her. Just because it was too hard. I was trying to let go. Not loving her was harder than she'd know.

Then, it hit me harder. I was dreaming about her. I was dreaming about her, which would mean that…

I loved her. I knew it before, but… It meant so much more. And it hurt a lot more. Because it felt like she was playing with my fee—

"I'm baaaaack!" Jake called, coming in with some bread and butter.

"Thanks, dude," I thanked him, quite irritating, because he kept interrupting the things that made the most sense these days.

"Anytime, bro," He replied, about to walk out of my room.

"Jake, wait," I asked, holding out a hand, gesturing for him to wait. "What… um. What exactly was I moaning?" I asked, as I felt a weird blush creep up on my face.

"Well, nothing really. Just some stuff about the Princess."

"Dude. Like what?" I asked, again, kind of irritated.

"Things like… 'kiss me, Princess,' and 'Thank you, PB,'… you know…" He stated blankly, clearly feeling uncomfortable talking with me about the situation.

"Oh. Yeah. Thanks. Are you doing anything today?" I asked him.

"Well, I was going to go hang out with the Lady… why?"

"I was going to go over to Marceline's house to check out how she and the Flame Princess were doing."

"The Flame Princess…? Oh! That girl, huh!" He giggled at the way I said her name.

"Wh-what?" I asked, narrowing my eyes.

"N-nothing," He said, still laughing like a young school girl.

"Whatevers! I'm getting ready!" I announced, enthusiastically. I jumped out of my bed clothes and began putting on my adventure clothes. "Alright! I'm off, Jake!" I said, not bothering to go out for the doors, as I jumped out of the window.

I started jogging towards Marceline's cave house. I didn't know why I wanted to go so bad. Maybe it was because I was worried about how the Flame Princess was. Maybe we could hang out. Maybe with Marcie too. As I was walking, I saw… fireworks. Balls flying up and then popping. Balls of fire. I guessed that Marcie and the Flame Princess were doing it somehow. They kept coming so I looked up and went to where I saw them coming from.

"Hey, girls!" I greeted them as I stepped into the little clearing they were sitting in.

"Hey, Finn." Marcie said.

"Hi," The Flame Princess said, turning back to me and smiling before looking back at the fireworks she was creating.

"That's amazing," I said, before sitting down next to her.

"…Thank… you…" She said, looking down at her legs a little.

"Huh? What's wrong?" Me and Marcie both asked.

"I'm… I'm not used to getting compliments… I'm used to the opposite, actually." She murmured.

"Hey," I said, putting a hand on her shoulder. "Anybody who says anything bad to you isn't worth your time. Don't sweat the small stuff, the people who don't care. Worry about the people who do," I smiled her, and she looked back at me and smiled too.

"Thank you," She nodded.

Marcie laughed a little. "I'm gonna' go get something from the house. I'll be back," She kept giggling and flew away.

I stared at her, thinking, "What in the world…?" I shrugged. "So… how do you do that?" I asked the Flame Princess.

"Well… it's actually pretty easy. But hard to explain," She said, seeming to be thinking. "I pull out a lot of flame energy, and I condense it into a ball and shoot it up and make it burst." She gave me a demonstration.

"It's so pretty…" I said, staring at her, before I shook my head furiously. I looked down and subconsciously pulled my hood lower on my head.

"Yeah, It is. Huh? What's wrong?"

She didn't realize that I was staring at her which was good. But that victory was short lived as I realized what was happening. I would… I would just ignore it then sort it out later. "Nothing, nothing at all."

"Oh. Um. Okay," She said, before looking up at the clouds. "Oh, I forgot to ask what you were here for. Not to sound rude, I mean…"

"It's chill," I said. "I was just wondering if you were okay with Marcie."

"Yeah, she's really nice and funny. Thank you so much! Even just having two friends is just… amazing. Thank you so much," She said quickly before wrapping her arms around me, tenderly.

I hugged her back. "You're welcome. A girl like you deserves to have the best," I added as she let me go.

"Finn!?" A familiar voice gasped. "What's going on!?" (NO, MARCELINE DID NOT CALL HER. SHE LEFT BECAUSE SHE FIGURED THAT THEY WANTED SOME 'alone time' *wink*. SO YEAH. SORRY FOR CAPS.)

"Crap," I muttered under my breath. "Hello…" I said, turning to the other Princess.

"Who is—Oh. You're the fire girl from my party!" She said, anger growing in her voice.

"Babe, calm down." The prince said.

"Of course…" She nodded, and before glancing at me once more, she added, "My love…"

My heart sunk. I didn't know why I was dreaming about her. She was in love. With someone else. That part always made my heart ache. And I always forgot it whenever I thought about her. I didn't think it would happen again. I stared at her, with a disgusted face plastered on my face. My stomach and turned and turned. The girl that I used to know… was she gone? Would I ever see the girl she used to be? What was fueling all of this? It angered me, and saddened me, and my mind was jumping erratically all over the place.

The Flame Princess stared at me, and then at the couple. "You guys… maybe you should leave…"

"That's exactly what I was thinking. Come, my pet," The Prince said as he dragged her away. The Princess stole one more look into my eyes before she left.

I stared at where she stood. The Flame Princess put a hand on my cheek. "Are you okay?" She asked.

Her hand was warm. It wasn't burning, but it was tender. "Huh? Yeah. I'm good." I lied. It was no use being depressed about it. Once I was back to normal, I thought about it more, and I realized that she was just trying to make me jealous. Because she thought that I was trying to make her jealous.

I couldn't believe that she thought that I would do that. Who did she think I was?

"So…" She asked, a blush coming on her face. "That was the princess… right? She was looking at you… and you were looking at her… what… what's going on…?" She asked.

"It's none of your business," I snapped, before I realized what I had done. "I'm sorry! It's just… well… I'm sorry." I said, looking down.

"It's… it's fine," She shook her head. "I was sticking my nose into your business.

"No, seriously. I had no right to do that." I sighed. "Anyways…" I said, trying to think of something to say. I couldn't come up with anything. I lay down on the grass and stared up at the clouds. She did the same.

"Woah! Look at that cloud!" I said, smiling at her before pointing at it. "It looks like… a sword!"

We continued on like that and kept pointing out clouds. While we did it, though, I couldn't forget.

The Girl she used to be was gone.

Not loving her was harder than she could know.

So how was it!? I loved it, to be honest. I listened to so many songs while writing. It was greeeat. I typed this in about 4 hours.

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-Oh No. It's Happened.-