I'm back, ya'll. x3 Sorry for the hitaus, I completley forgot I wrote this story unil just now. I'm gonna try to update everyday or every other day. And maybe after a couple of other chapters, I'm going to skip a few moments 'cause it would basically be the Simon And Marcy episode all over again, so you'll see what happens then. Anyways, onto the show!
"So that's why I never eat pop-rocks and soda!" Simon said, finishing his story.
Marceline giggled. "You're really funny Simon!" She smiled.
"Heh, heh.'' Simon laughed softly.
They walked around town a little bit. A few minutes later, they heard something.
"What was that?" Marceline said nervously.
"I don't know." Simon said.
Some tiny ears were visible, looking like burnt cat ears.
Simon started to get worried, looking at his crown.
"Marceline, stay back." He warned.
"Simon..." She said, watching him go foward. "Simon, what are you doing?!"
"Stay back!" He shouted.
He started to float in the air, his nose and beard getting longer.
"By the power of ice and snow," he commanded. "ICE WINDS, BLOW!"
"SIMON! STOP IT! WHAT DO YOU MEAN?!" Marcy shouted. She had no idea what was going on.
"Not now, Gunter! Daddy's in the middle of kicking some butt-face's, butt!" Simon exclaimed.
Gunter?, She thought to herself.
Snow started falling to the ground rapidly.
Marceline went to the ground, made a snowball, and threw it at his crown.
Simon then fell to the ground, coughing.
"Oh glob! Simon, are you okay? What just happened?" Marceline said, her voice shaking.
"That dang crown." Simon said to himself, getting back up."
"The crown? What about it?" Marcy asked.
He would have to tell her sooner or later,
"Marceline," Simon replied nervously. "I think it's time I teach ya something about this crown."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~TBC~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~