A/N: Nicky: Hello my pretties! I said that because 'Oz the great and powerful' came out yesterday!

Brenda: Ugh! I've seen that movie three times!

Nicky: How?

Brenda: Your credit card.

Nicky: I was wondering where that went. Anyway, I don't own Adventure Time or Oz the great and powerful. Now, ON WITH THE STORY!

Brady and I were beat. We were so tired, we couldn't even make it to our beds. We fell down in the living room, where Fionna and Finn were playing on B-MO.

"Remind me again why we had to fight the Ice Queen and Ice King alone," I told them. Even with each other, the Ice Rulers still kidnapped helpless princes and princesses.

"You dumped a bucket of freezing cold water on us," Finn and Fionna said in unison, not looking away from B-MO's screen.

Brady and I got to our feet and sat next to them on the couch. I said, "Oh! Did we show you our new books?"

"No," Finn said.

"Not that I know of," Fionna said.

"Let's get them!" Brady said. We got our books, Brady's cookbook and his sword book, while I got only one of my books, Old Fables. I only grabbed the Old Fables book because I wanted to show everyone else the Famous People From Before The Mushroom War book at a slow pace. Maybe in a year or two.

I smiled at Fionna and Finn once we got back to the living room. "Let's see," Fionna said, taking the fables book from me.

"Oh my glob," Fionna muttered flipping through Brady's sword book, "These are so cool."

Finn was drooling over a white sword encrusted with Angel Wings in its blade. Who wouldn't? It looks awesome! Finn turned the page.

"Hey guys, does this look like your sword Brenda?" Finn asked.

"And this look like your sword Brady?" Fionna asked.

Brady and I looked at the page. Sure enough, there was one sword that looked like Brady's, and one sword that looked like mine. "W-wow," Brady said.

"Those do look exactly like ours," I said putting entasis on do.

"Says here that only descendants of Lord Harold Pipperpire-," Brady said.

Finn and Fionna laughed at Brady cutting him off. "What? It's funny!" Finn said. Fionna nodded in agreement.

Brady and I looked at each other for a few seconds and Brady continued to talk. "Well, Lord Harold plunged a sword in an old oak tree. It says here that only descendants of the Lord can pull the sword out," Brady said.

"Where'd you find your sword Brend?" Finn asked.

"An old oak tree," I told him slowly, "And it was hard for everyone but me to get out."

"So, that means you're a descendant of this Pepperpire dude," Finn said.

"And that means Brady is related to Lord Pepperpire's counterpart, Lady Pepperpire," Fionna told us.

I said, "So, that means-,"

"YOU TWO ARE ROYALS!" Fionna and Finn screamed in unison.

"Oh," I muttered going unconscious.

As I blacked out, I heard Finn say, "Is she going to be okay?"

"She's just going unconscious. She's not dead Finn," Jake said.

"She'll be fine in a bit hones. Just give her some time," Cake said.

"Alright," Finn and Fionna said.

I woke up in Fionna and my room. I groaned as I remembered why I was in my bed. I'm a royal, a PRINCESS. I got out of my bed and climbed up to the small roof room. I muttered, "Why me? Of all people, why did it have to be me?"

"Hey," Brady said coming into the small room, "I got stuck with it too. We're both royals now. Well, we always were. We just didn't know it Brenda."

I sighed and nodded. "I know. It's just, just I don't wanna be all," I started to talk in a stupid, really high, sarcastic voice, "Dresses! Make-up! Ahh! The ice king! Someone save us from him!" I went back to my regular voice, "You know? It's just so, so stupid!"

Brady nodded in understanding. "I get it. You don't want to be all frilly and girly like the PB, or Wild-B. You can still be you, you know."

I said, "But once word gets out-,"

"Just let them make you look liked a doll. When you get home, you can rip off all the dresses or skirts they put you in and go right back to your jeans," Brady told me patting my black jeans. I looked at him skeptically. "And you can take off any make-up they put on you," Brady continued.

"Brady?" I asked him.

"Yeah?" Brady asked.

"Thanks for getting me to cheer up," I told him.

"You're welcome. You're my counterpart, and I don't like seeing you or any other girl cry," Brady told me.

I punched him arm and he rubbed it. He muttered, "Ow, okay, that hurt."

"You're welcome, and I wasn't crying," I told him.

"Sure you weren't," Brady said with a teasing smile.

A/N: Nicky: I WAS going to stop the chapter where the page broke for the second time, but I changed my mind and added a little bit more. Hope all you pretties liked this chapter! Review-

Brady: Or Brenda and I will get the Litch to possess you!

Nicky: No, I would get you to cut off their fingers so they wouldn't be able to read any more stories on this site.

Brady: Sounds fun! Don't review!

Nicky: NO! Review! Or Brady will cut off your fingers!