Starting my only little mini-arc, not just gender-bend episodes :) I hope you like it so far! And don't forget to review!

Chapter 11

Ice Queen poured over an old book as she sat in her icy basement. A little penguin waddled up to her and patted her leg with its flipper. She jumped.

"Gunther! Don't scare me like that!" She put the book down and picked up the penguin. She giggled. "Oh, Gunther, what am I going to do with you? You silly penguin."

"Wank!"

"You're right, Gunther. I did figure it out!" She set the penguin down.

"Wank?" Gunther cocked his head to the side

"You watch your mouth! I will not mess it up!" Storming toward the full-size mirror she had hanging on the wall, she summoned her magic. The temperature suddenly dropped and the room grew darker. "World alike in sun and snow, show me what I want to know!" He blue magic shot from her fingertips and struck the mirror. The glass rattled and the surface suddenly seemed to ripple—like it was made of water. Blurry images swam into focus. Beyond the rippling glass was what appeared to be Ice Queen's lair…but it was different somehow. A blue figure walked past, clad in only a ratty pair of underpants

Ice Queen shrieked in horror, covering her eyes. "Oh! My beautiful eyes!"

A shout echoed from the mirror. The image of an old man with a long white beard and long pointed nose approached the mirror. His skin was blue like the Ice Queen's and he wore a golden crown.

"Who dares spy on the Ice King?!" he said angrily, leaning closer.

"Ice King?! How can you be Ice King, I'm the Ice Queen! I don't recall marrying an old, blue prince!"

He arched an eyebrow. "Ice Queen?" He gasped. Ice King's eyes lit up in excitement. "It can't be! Are you really the Ice Queen?"

She folded her arms and turned away in a huff. "Of course I am! No put some clothes on! It's positively indecent!"

The Ice King stormed away and pulled on his blue robe. He approached the mirror again, scrutinizing the queen. "You don't look how I pictured you," he muttered.

"Excuse me?"

"Oh!" He laughed. "Sorry, it's just that I've written so many fanfictions of Fiona and Cake with the Ice Queen," he said, holding up a handwritten book. "But you're not exactly how I imagined."

"Wait! Did you say Fiona?" she asked in a hushed whisper.

"Yeah, I—"

There was a simultaneous "Wank" from both sides of the mirror.

"Gunther!" they shouted in unison. "Be quiet while I'm—"

"Wait, did you just say Gunther?" Ice Queen asked.

He shrugged. "Yeah. That's my penguin, see?" He held up a penguin that looked identical to Ice Queen's Gunther.

She gasped. "It's exactly like my penguin!" She held up her Gunther.

"That's impossible!" Ice King frowned. "There can't be two Gunthers!"

"Unless our worlds are parallels," Ice Queen said. "In your world I'm a hideous old man, and here I am a gorgeous Ice Queen!"

"Yeesh, and I thought I was full of myself," Ice King muttered.

"Silence!" she shrieked. "I have a proposition for you. How would you like to help me get rid of a pesky little girl?"

"Is she a princess?"

"No. She's an annoying little tomboy who's always getting in the way of me and my sweet princes!" Ice Queen clenched her fists angrily.

"Not a princess?!" He turned away, chuckling. "Then no thanks! I only like princesses."

"Are you sure? Aren't you a Fiona fan?"

Ice King paused. He glanced over his shoulder. "Did you say Fiona?"

"That's ri-i-i-i-ight!" she said in a sing-song voice.

"You mean…she's real?" His eyes lit up. "I've been searching for Fiona for a long time! Of course! I'll do it!"

Ice Queen laughed maniacally. "Excellent!"

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"Go long, Marshall!" Fiona shouted. She hurled a snowball the size of a baseball at him. Marshall dodged it easily.

"I told ya you couldn't hit me." He chuckled.

She scooped up another handful of snow. "Oh yeah?"

"We're just getting' started, baby!" Cake said.

She slid under Fiona and stretched to twice her size. Fiona began throwing snowballs down at the vampire. Again Marshall dodged them all effortlessly. He scooped up a handful of the powdery snow and molded it into a snowball. He threw it up at her.

"Cake, dodge it!"

The cat stretched to the side just in time, the ball whizzing past.

"That was close," Cake muttered. Suddenly something cold and wet smacked her in the face. Snow dripped off her furry face. Marshall laughed. Fiona chucked a snowball with all her might. It nailed him square in the face. He fell backward in the snow.

"Yo! That's not fair! I wasn't looking!" he shouted.

"Geronimo!" She leaped off Cake's back and landed in the deep snow drift. She and Marshall laughed like giddy elementary schoolers.

Marshall flopped backward, stretching out in the cold snow. "Man, I'm glad we actually came out to the Ice Kingdom. I haven't done something like this in a long time."

Fiona laughed. "Yeah, me neither." Suddenly and idea came to her. "Hey! Next time, let's invite Lumpy Space Prince and Prince Gumball and some of the other guys! It would be waaaaay more fun with more people."

"You think an uptight wad like Gumbutt would wanna have a snowball fight?" He arched an eyebrow. "Good luck trying to convince him."

"Oh come on!" She nudged his shoulder with her fist. "He can be really fun! Just give it a try."

He rolled his eyes. "Yeah, whatever you say, doll face."

Fiona blushed slightly, remembering what happened the last time he had called her 'doll face.' She fiddled with her hair absentmindedly. Marshall sat up, staring at her.

"What are you doing?" he asked.

"Thinking."

He chuckled. "I can see that. There's smoke coming out of your ears."

"There is not!"

He laughed.

Cake snickered. "Don't let him get the best of you, girl. There's no smoke."

She turned away in a huff. "Whatever."

Suddenly the sky grew overcast with thick storm clouds, blocking the moon and stars from sight. Thunder rumbled and the air temperature dropped drastically. Fiona sat up straighter. All the fur on Cake's back stood on end, her tail poofing out to twice its normal size. Bolts of blue lightning streaked across the sky.

"What's going on?" Marshall wondered aloud.

"I don't know, but whatever it is, it's trouble," Cake said. "My tail's totally frizzing out!"

Fiona squinted. It looked like the clouds were curving around the highest peak, concentrating into a black swirling mass. That was the Ice Queen's lair.

"Ice Queen," Fiona muttered.

"You think it's her?"Marshall asked.

Cake bristled. "What the heck could she be up to?"

"I dunno," Fiona said. "But whatever it is, I don't like it."

Chapter 12 will be up on Monday!