Author's Note:

This is not part of the story, but I have Typer's Block. If anyone has a setting for the next chapter, please let me know. That would help me so very much, and thank you...

Marshall Lee: WTF?

Finn: Aww... *pouts*

Marceline: You're kidding, right? *raises eyebrow*

Ice Queen: *screeches and shoots ice at some random wall and breathes heavily*

White: WTH?! That was just painted LAST WEEK!

Ice Queen: Type the flippin' story or I'll freeze you until you die. *ice crackles in hand*

White: *turns to laptop*

Enjoy...I think...

It was a random day in the land of Krinestal, the bright sun shining its wonderful light through the Windy Grasslands, the wind riling up the still green grass. Mountains can be seen in the background, faintly seen a brown color by the naked eye, but looks more of a beige color than a brown color. Tall pine trees were opposite of the Grasslands, leading into the bustling city with mortals and immortals, Humlontea.

The fields' grass was only a meter tall in the middle area, but around the edges, it was about as tall as regulat grass. Some flowers like roses, some sunflowers, some lilies, and some tiger lilies were splattered all around the field, growing their own separate ways. A circle of tall sunflowers surrounded the middle of the field.

There was a girl who had the skin of chocolate, but a shade lighter, and had black and white hair, which made it look like Ms. Frankenstein, but was down to the middle of her back, and was curly. She wore a pair of blue short shorts that stopped mid-thigh, a bright orange tanktop with a lamp on it (Pokemon Black and White, Lampent, thank you very much, and is my favorite Pokémon apart from Reshiram in that region...) and a pair of converses the color of a plum. She wore short green socks that only went up to her ankle.

Beside this mysterious girl was a large cat the size of a tiger, black and orange stripped with green eyes. She walked beside the 17-year-old, looking straight ahead while the girl looked down at her shoes. They were a few meters away from the circle of sunflowers.

"Hey, Lily..." the girl said, turning to her pet cat, who looked up at her, "...do you think I'm a stalker?"

"What?" the cat said, giving the sad girl a confused look, and stopping in her tracks, "Who told you that, White? You're not a stalker..."

"Brad from Lumpy Space...he thinks that I'm stalking on Marshal Lee..." she sniffed.

"White, we all know you never stalk someone unless it's Henry Sturges, Abe Lincoln or Thor, who are not real except Abe, but other than that, you're not a stalker. Why did he say that?"

{Marshall Lee: WHAT?}

"I...dunno." she sighed and looked up to the sky, putting her hands in her pockets.

Lily only shook her head and did the same, lift her head up to look at the sky.

"Does he still like you?" Lily asked.

White only nodded.

"He wants to ditch LSP for me. Lily, I don't want the man...or, well...lump. Or whatever he is." she turned to her cat for an answer. "What am I going to do? I don't want him, and LSP will be so freaked out about it that she'll come after me with a flippin' can of beans."

White shuddered at the thought.

The last time that happened to one of her vampires, they couldn't get that can out of his arse for a good six months.

And she doesn't want that happening to her. At all.

Lily only nodded, for she understood the princess' situation.

"White, just ignore him. He'll realize it soon enough. Just ignore the lump of a cloud..." she gave a small meow, and turned to her owner.

"...ok..." she said, and sighed, and started walking again.

A moment of silence between the two girls-er, um...the girl and her loyal pet.

"You know, Lily..." White said, staring into the distance ahead of them, "...I...kinda miss Marshall Lee."

{Marshall Lee: Aww...you do care for me.

White: Shut up or I'll kill you...}

Lily looked up at her with a surprised look, very surprised that she mentioned that.

It was very rare for the princess or any of the royalty to mention something about missing something...or someone.

Especially someone like Marshall Lee...

"Oh?" Lily said, trying her best to not be curious.

"Yeah...I miss his music. But he's too busy dealing with Gumball and Fionna, and trying to see if he can win's Marcy's heart. But, it doesn't mean he can always come by every once a while..."

"How long has it been?" the cat questioned.

"Depends on what place...here, three years. In Ooo or Aaa...three months." she sniffled again, but didn't bother moving her head away to stare at the ground.

Until a shadow passed overhead.

The two looked up to see a large eagle soar above their head, screeching off its natural call.

And someone jumping off, heading straight towards them.

"What the..." Lily started, until she was cut off by White.

"Run!" White said, breaking off into a run. Lily screeched, and ran to catch up to White.

As White was running, the mysterious person closed in on the two, and got closer, and closer, until he tackled the 17-year-old girl to the ground.

"HEY!" White screamed, pounding the grass beneath her. Lily stopped, and turned around to lowly growl at the mysterious person, until something grabbed her tail behind, and pulled her away, Lily calling to White.

"Lily!" White screamed.

"White!" she screamed, and soon, her voice faded away like wind blowing dust away.

"Lil..." she whispered under her breath, and a tear fell down from her eye.

She clutched her hand into a fist, and turned to the stranger, a look of hate burning in her eyes. "Get the hell off of me."

"If you can calm your wits down, I'll get off of you," the silhouette said. He wore a cloak over his body, but was touching White's cheek as if he really loved her and was wiping a tear away. So basically, White couldn't see who it was, but he did have grey skin...

"Get the fluff off of me or I will seriously destroy you." she growled, slowly baring her fangs, and turning her head to the dark person.

"Or else what? You can't touch me, White..." the voice said, glaring down at the girl with green eyes.

"...What do you want with me?" she spat out, her voice dripping with impatient, anger, and hate.

"What I want? I want you...to get rid of Finn...once and for all."

White's eyes widen. She couldn't do that. Not to a good friend like Finn.

How would Jake and the others react?

Who would be the hero to save them all now?

And it surely can't be Ice King {Come on. I mean, really? No offense...}...but Fionna can't travel to two lands to save everyone from evil. Too much responsibilities...

White only grunted, and shook her head. "No. I can't do that. He's one of my best friends, and best friends never go behind each other's backs. NEVER."

The person's eyes only narrowed.

"Then I guess I have to do it the old fashioned way..." then, an icicle of black ice soon formed slowly in the middle of his palm, holding it out in front of White's face.

"Remember this, princess?" he said, chuckling evilly once her eyes got wide.

"No..." she said, struggling to get out of his grasp.

But she was pinned down underneath him, and whatever she did, she couldn't find a sliver of escape in the darkness that she was about to be in.

"Let's see how much you love black ice, you pitiful vampire..." and then, he took the icicle and stabbed it through her shoulder, her scream wavering throughout the fields.

Author's Note:

White: Review and comment...*winces at pain* if you like. *grabs bleeding shoulder* Ah, fuck...

Marshall Lee: Tell me who the fucker was, and I'll destroy him for you... *pops knuckles*

Marcy: *sleeping on couch with thumb in mouth*

Finn: *sword in hand* Where is he?! *looks around frantically*

Ice Queen: *in kitchen humming*

White: Will someone type the next chapter for me?

Marshall and Finn: *same time* I will! *turns to glare at each other*

White: Leave a comment if you like, while I try to calm the boys down. *winces at shoulder* And get a new bandage...

-White D.