As Flame Princess made it to her home, she stood before the flaming sculpture made by her love, Finn.
It was a pile of junk all jumbled up together, the inside decorated like the living room of a house.
It stood a few feet away from a four-story drop into the lake below the cliff behind her, mountains surrounding the area. (theme from Burning Low) The grass moved ever so slightly in the cool wind, ruffling through Flame Princess' hair.
She slightly shuddered, and walked into her little home, for it was soon to be dark. She was warmed up by the hugs and kisses of the fire, and she couldn't help but smile.
Finn's hugs and kisses...
How she always loved the way he hugged her, always warming up her heart whenever she was in a sad mood. It always warmed her up, but she would grow brighter...and hotter...
Which always ended up with Finn getting second-degree and first-degree burns, that would always scare her out of her wits, but was always healed back to normal by getting some rest and using a special ointment made by PB.
Princess Bubblegum...the princess that made her jealous. The princess that was so loyal and cheery with all of her citizens. She was probably creepy as the peppermint butler when he's not on his duties...heck, she might do the same thing when she's not on her duties.
But it's Princess Bublegum...Princess this, Princess that...
If only her citizens were like that, then she wouldn't be that much jealous.
And it's only the pink princess that she wants dead. Once and for all.
To get rid of that jealousy that sits in her heart and laughs at her when it takes control, blaming her afterwards.
But that's if she ever finds a way...
But jealousy took control of her like her father did when she never listen to a word he says about burning their enemies...or something like that. {flashback will happen soon...I think.}
She didn't remember, because she was too busy daydreaming about a prince that she would marry.
Finn. He would be the one that she would marry.
The man of her dreams, the man of her heart and soul, the man who would cure her...of her evilness.
To love and goodness, of happiness and sadness.
To help get through sadness, sickness, pain, deaths...to help her feel happy, wonderful, great, always make her smile, make her feel beautiful...
Then again, she wasn't sure if beauty takes a large toll in marriage. Isn't it about the man/woman you love with all of you heart, and has the same reaction to you?
Well, it's the same thing with Finn and Flame Princess. Right?
Right?
She dropped her smile, closed her eyes and sighed.
She'll think about it later once she has a talk with her cousin. And that's if she doesn't strangle him when she sees him.
And that's if his kingdom will take her in, and she highly doubts it.
She took a deep breath and opened her eyes, turning to her left to walk to her bed made by sticks of Fire Wood that didn't burn on touch.
She got on her knees on the side of the bed, and pulled out a beige suitcase, and hauled it to the top of her bed.
"It's time to see you again, cousin." she said with venom of pure hatred and agony, and went to her drawer behind her that was against the wall, and pulled out her clothes...and a bottle of ice and water that she kept for emergencies.
In the Fire Kingdon of Aaa...
It was the same kingdom as it is in Ooo...but different characters, if you know what I mean.
Flame Prince was in his room high above the throne room, sitting at his desk beside the window, daydreaming about his love, Fionna.
His room was a high room. Beside the coal-made desk, there was a bed two meters away from him, large enough to fit two of him and two of Fionna. Across from the bed was a large drawer and a large wardrobe made of Fire Wood. Beside the large wardrobe was a door that led out to the hallway and so on. Beside the bed was some items he got from his mother and her associates, who was kind enough to give him books and other teenage things that you guys get. {"Which I have no idea what they are, because I'm 13, and I only get books and a laptop, a phone and an Ipad. Because I'm a lovable child that does good in school...*bashes eyelashes* "Anyway, back to the story."} On the wall that's on the far side of the room (Flame Prince's left) was a large bookshelf that held the population of the kingdoms books. Which wasn't their books, because all of it belonged to him.
Ever since he was out of that glass dome from Prince Gumball, he's been reading books ever since then.
Which he really enjoyed, because it had always calmed him down.
Unlike his cousin, Flame Princess. He shuddered at the thoughts of her being in that glass dome, any unlovable prince coming up to her for them to marry, so they can have her power to their children, or torture her like he did with her mother.
Her mother.
Ah, the screams she created. The pain that he ensued on her. The pleads of her being free...
That thought just made him smile and chuckle evilly like a villan.
Sadly, he did feel bad himself, but he did what he wanted to do.
Get revenge for his father.
That little flame of a mother tortured his father because he wouldn't give her what she wanted. So, she grabbed some ice, and cut off one of his arms, and dipped him in Antarctic cold water, which froze him and turned him blue like Ice Queen's heart was. And so was Ice King's.
Then she pushed him, and he broke in blocks of his body, which she took to the Flame Dog Guard, Flambero, who nibbled and ate it all up like a kid with candy.
That was so wrong, so cruel, and creepy like Ice Queen writing a fanfiction about Fionna and Marshall Lee getting married, which got him a bit mad. But hey, a story's a story.
But, as long as he was away from those two crazy people who were desperate for a prince/princess, then tough luck.
They were just creepy as that peppermint maid at Gumball's Kingdom.
But, at least she's not desperate of anyone. She's only desperate for blood or flesh, whichever one she could find or get.
He only shuddered, rattling his still flame on his head.
He took a deep breath and let it out, pushing the chair that he was on out of the way, and walked over to the tall bookshelf. He glanced at the ones he could reach for now, and grabbed a dust book that was worn and ripped from years of use and nuclear bombs, and had diamonds and such on it.
"All right. Let's see what the Enchiridion has in storage for me." he said, and walked back to his desk and flipped to a page and started reading.
The pages didn't burn on touch, for it was coated with some kind of elixr that doesn't burn anything.
He's gotta thank his mom for getting this book for his birthday, for he really loved it.
And if he can understand what it is saying to do to become a hero...like the legendary Bella.
BELLA!
He just shrugged at the name that was pronounced out of nowhere and went back to reading.