Fionna—is a 13-year-old adventurer and Cake's adoptive sister. While usually appearing as black dots, her eyes are seen as blue when enlarged. She wears a rabbit-themed hat (similar to Finn's bear-themed hat) with exposed locks of blonde hair. Unlike Finn, her neck is shown. Her outfit includes a teal blue shirt with elbow-length sleeves, a dark blue skirt, and knee-high socks with two thin horizontal stripes at the top. Fionna is heavier set than. She has a green backpack (similar to Finn's) and Mary Jane shoes. Her name was officially changed from "Fiona" to "Fionna," presumably to make it more similar to Finn's name. The pronunciation, however, has remained unchanged. Like Finn and his crush on Princess Bubblegum, it is revealed in many portraits posted that Fionna has a crush on Prince Gumball. Fionna has buck teeth like a rabbit. Fionna, like Finn, is Cake's adoptive sister.

Cake—Fionna's best friend/adoptive sister and Mo-Chro's girlfriend. She doesn't look much like Jake aside from their body proportions. She has white eyes in which the black pupils become circular if surprised, excited, shocked, or scared. She has a cat muzzle and a small nose (compared to Jake's), cat ears, white fur with many coffee colored spots, and a large bushy tail. Cake may know Morse code in order to speak to Lord Monochromicorn, similar to how Jake knows Korean in order to speak to Lady Rainicorn. Cake plays a hammered dulcimer, as opposed to a viola. Her tail "frizzes out" if it is agitated or worried. As a Lumpy Space 'cat', she is a light color of maroon with large spots of fuchsia to match her coffee-colored spots. Her tail is now lumpy and more beaver-tail-like.

The Ice Queen—she is a mentally challenged woman with powers over ice. Although she was originally much more evil and aggressive than her male counterpart, she in the series, she is much more lame and dumb. Like the Ice King kidnaps princesses, she kidnaps princes. The Ice Queen has light blue skin, long white hair, and lightning-shaped eyebrows. Her hair, while also long like the Ice King's beard, is wavy with curls instead of shaggy. She wears a small gold tiara with red gems and a neck band (incrusted with a single blue gem in the center), a blue long sleeved ball gown, and light and dark blue shoes. Like how the Ice King's source of power is in his crown, Ice Queen's is based in her tiara. The Ice Queen's eyebrows are the equivalent of the Ice King's beard, allowing flight.

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Fionna and Cake whimper as the Eyes stare down at them, seeking into their souls...

Fionna yawned so loudly that her jaw ached. Her legs felt like rubber against the wood of the Treehouse. She shrugged off her green backpack and let it fall to the floor. She collapsed roughly on the couch, the fabric of the cushions soft against her limbs. "Why am I SO tired?" She groaned.

"Fifi, we've been up for like, seven days." Cake reached into the little fridge, sending ribbons of icy air all around. She took out a pomegranate and split it in half with her claws. She took both halves and pressed her thumbs together in each of them, sending ever single seed cleanly into the bowl somehow.

"For realies?" Fionna murmured. Her throat felt like dust.

"Yeah, for realies." Cake took a moment to bury her face in the bowl, gobbling and slurping at the pomegranate seeds. Her face came back, stained a wine red color, the liquid hitting the floor in droplets. "Remember?

First we saved Slime Prince from that shipwreck vortex.

The human girl, the cat, and the slimy blob whimpered as they floated about the vortex's gravity. Fionna had her hand strapped to the barnacle-covered anchor of a dripping wet, wooden ship. Cake had her right paw on her leg, all of her legs being twisted and curved by the gravity. Her other paw had Slime Prince's gooey hand.

Then we slayed that Fire Basilisk.

The Fire Basilisk glowered down at the elf woman and her small daughter. It drew in a deep breath, flames flickering at the back of its throat like candles. Then it stopped, as if frozen. It fell to the ground with a loud crash, narrowly missing the woman and her daughter. Fionna removed her ruby sword from the back of the Basilisk's throat, smiling as Cake stretched next to her. The woman and her daughter cheered.

And that took a couple of days...

Then we went to LSP's Aniversari

Fionna and Cake danced happily as the song 'Call Me Lumpy' came on through the stereo sets. Cake had fastened a glittery purple collar around her neck, with veil that went shimmering down her back. She didn't make Fionna wear a dress, but Fionna was wearing a purple T-shirt, indigo shorts, and purple sneakers. LSP danced over to them, wearing a violet tuxedo with a purple bow tie. "Aw, no way, you gals made it!"

We helped Peppermint Maid with her Gargoyle problem

Fionna and Cake stood alongside Peppermint Maid on the hill. The grass tickled their ankles and the breeze ruffled their hair and clothes. In front of them, a gargoyle was out cold in a puddle of oil. The black liquid had neon rainbows swimming about. The gargoyle's hard skin was splashed with it, the wet areas darker than the dry pale ones.

"I swear I found her like this." Peppermint Maid rung her tiny hands nervously. Sweat was trickling down her round sides. "I have no idea what happened.

Fionna gave an assuring nod to the minty maid. "We'll take care of it, Peppermint Maid."

Then we rescued Wildberry Prince from the Ice Queen.

Ice Queen and Wildberry Prince sat in the field. The picnic blanket was crisp beneath them and the air was warm. Two plates of watermelon slices lay in front of them, along with two glasses of apple juice. Ice Queen looked happy, her white hair swirling around her, her cobalt gown fluttering in the nice breeze. However, Wildberry Prince looked frightened, as beads of sweat were trickling down his berries and he was fidgeting so much.

There was a booming roar. Ice Queen and Wildberry Prince span around sharply to see a fifteen-foot-tall Cake, her teeth bared, and an angry Fionna, who was standing between Cake's furry ears. Cake stretched her wide paw over and swatted Ice Queen like a bug, sending her five feet away. Fionna happily hopped off of the cat and grabbed Wildberry Prince's hand. The three of them ran off into the distance, with Ice Queen angrily screaming, "WE WERE JUST HAVING A PICNIC!"

Then we captured the forest from that tree troll.

Fionna and Cake ran through the forest, their shoes and paws plopping against the soft grass. Cake had her arm twisted around the tree troll like a rope. They dragged her to the forest village, where the insects and animals alike all cheered and clapped.

Then we saved that lighthouse from that tsunami.

Cake, over twenty feet high, wrapped herself in a cylinder around the lighthouse. The tsunami came, and the salty water drenched her fur. She held her breath until the tsunami passed. Inside the 'cylinder,' just inside the house, the old woman who lived in the light house smiled.

"Thank-" She turned to thank Fionna, only to see her running and screaming from the spraying sea water.

Then we fed those birds.

Fionna and Cake waited silently for the birds to finish pecking up the seeds. The birds finished and tweeted for more, by which Cake responded by reaching into the paper bag and spreading out more seeds.

"We haven't slept for a whole week."

Fionna, whilst listening to Cake retell the story, had slipped into her pajamas and was now sitting on her bed. She wanted to go to sleep right then and there. Her bones felt like jelly. "I'm exhausted. But happy." She let out another jaw-aching yawn.

Cake chuckled and rubbed the rag over her face one last time, the water soaking up the staining juice. After her face was all clean, she climbed into her drawer-made bed. "Goodnight, girl."

"Goodnight!" beamed Fionna, climbing into her felt sleeping bag, ready to drift into a nice sleep. The felt was warm around her exhausted body. She let her eyelids covered her eyes heavily. "That's right, Fionna." She murmured. "Adventure till you drop."

And then she drifted into a beautiful sleep.

THE END

No way.

Fionna tossed and turned in her sleeping bag. It wasn't hot. The bed was comfortable. But it felt like bugs were creeping along her skin, even though nothing was there.

Finally, she gave in and sat straight up. "Cake?"

The cat peeped her head over the edge of the drawer, her blanket tight around her body. "Yeah?"

"Can you sleep."

Cake's furry forehead crinkled, and her muzzle frowned deeply as she shrugged off the blanket. "No."

"Neither can I." Fionna crawled out of the sleeping bag heavily and sat at the foot of her bed, hands pressed to the fur hides, the soft fur tickling her fingertips.

"What's up with that?" the cat hopped out of her small bed and stepped over some roots to her sister.

"I have no idea." Fionna shook her head, the small piece of blond hair falling out of her hat moving back and forth. "But I have the strangest feeling. Like we're being watched..."

Fionna's green eyes wandered around the room, to the Enchiridion on the shelf to the roots on the floor. Then something caught her eye. She and cake turned their attention to the window. Right on the hill, its eyes wide, was a cow. It wasn't a normal cow, either. It had a stubbed tongue poking out, eyes the size of baseballs, and a potato-shaped body, and baseball-bat-like legs. It was a girl, but you could only tell by its grass-like eyelashes. It was staring right at them, and Fionna felt a wave of goosebumps slide over her whole body.

Fionna and Cake stared at it in creeped-out awe.

"Cupcake..." Fionna's emerald eyes began to crinkle as she continued to stare at the cow, and it stared right back. "Why is that cow staring at us?"

"I have no idea, Fifi." Cake shivered, her tail beginning to frizz out in fear, the hairs sticking up at random.

They looked back at the cow and jumped when they saw its eyes had gotten somewhat bigger. Frozen like statues in fear, Fionna and Cake slid out of view from the window.

"That's super creepy," Fionna whispered to her animal sister as she hugged her knees closer to her chest.

"I just wanna go to sleep." The cat whimpered. Her tail was quaking in fear.

"Maybe she's gone." Fionna said to herself and Cake. Cautiously, they both peeked their faces to the window's view about an inch or so. The cow was still there, but looking in the opposite direction. Fionna and Cake sighed in relief.

The cow span around, her eyes wide.

Fionna and Cake gasped and ducked back down, whimpering and panting.

"Fifi, I'm not gonna be able to sleep with that watching me." sighed Cake. "And mama needs her beauty sleep!"

"Let's just close the shade, girl." Fionna reached up and grabbed the shade. She pulled it down and covered any signs of the outside. She smiled. "Outta sight, outta mind. Goodnight."

"See ya in the morning." Cake happily hopped away from the window back into her drawer-bed. Then she cacooned herself in the blanket.

Fionna, beaming ear to ear, climbed back into her warm and fuzzy sleeping bag. She took one last look at the concealed window. Then she smiled wider and laid down, ready for beautiful sleep.

Meanwhile, the moon rose higher outside, behind the waiting cow. The cow's shadow began to creep down the hill. Then it rose up the Treehouse. And then it phased through the shades of the window.

Fionna felt the bugs crawling along her skin again. She opened her emerald eyes, but the shades were still drawn. But still...She looked at the wall.

She screamed shrilly at the horrifying shadow. Freaked out, she dashed to the window and ripped up the shades. The cow was still on the hill, staring widely at her with its black pupils.

Fionna pounded on the glass angrily. "WHY WON'T IT STOP?"

"Alright, Fifi." Cake walked over to her younger sister and put a paw on her shoulder. "Let's just go...tip it over or something."

"No, wait." Fionna frowned, realizing how crazy mad she was getting about it. "Let's politely ask it to leave first."

Cake agreed reluctantly. She wrapped her left arm around Fionna's waist and opened the window with the other. She stretched her furry legs out the window all the way to the hill, a good thirty feet. Soon, they were standing right in front of the cow. Fionna felt awkward, standing in the cool night in only her pajamas and hat.

"HEY GET OUT OF HERE, BESSIE!" screamed Cake from the top of her lungs. "I WANNA SLEEP AND YOU'RE CREEPING ME OUT!"

"Let's try diplomat style." Fionna told her, taking the cat by the shoulders. She stepped up next to the cow and in a fancy voice, said, "Pardon me, my dear mare. I beseech for thou to split from mine land this eve. By I invite thee to returneth for luncheon some other day! A'ight?"

The cow said nothing. Its tongue just poked from it lips.

"Forget it, this cow is wonk." frowned Cake. "It got pee brain."

"Alright." sighed Fionna in defeat. "We can tip the cow now."

Fionna pushed at the cow's side. But it was like pushing a brick wall. She pushed harder, only for her muscles to strain. Cake went to the other side and wrapped her arms around the cow, pulling tightly. But soon, they were only sweating and gasping for air.

"Cupcake!" gasped Fionna, her voice like sand. "Are you pulling!"

"Are YOU pushing?"

"BUMPS YEAH I'M PUSHING! THIS COW HAS REDONKULOUS WEIGHT!"

Finally, their muscles seized. The both fell to the grass in exhausted heaps. Fionna's heart was pounding like a gong. "Lump this." She crawled over to the worn-out Cake. "What now, Cupcake?"

"I didn't want to magical-power you, cow." Cake sighed in dismay. "Because I'm as tired as juke. BUT YOU PUSHED CUPCAKE TOO FAR!"

Cake began to grow rapidly. She was soon standing twenty feet tall, and Fionna had to crane her neck to see her. Cake grabbed the cow with her paw. Then she stretched out her arm fifty feet away, about five hills from them. Satisfied, Cake stretched back down to her sister. Smiling, she put her furry arm around Fionna's shoulders and began to walk back to the Treehouse. "Let's go back to bed. We're safe now."

"I am SO ready for sleepy time." Fionna let out a loud yawn. "I love my bed."

"I wanna marry my bed." sighed Cake. "And have little bed babies."

"Me toooo!" Fionna felt the bugs again. She froze like a statue. She span around.

The cow was staring at them. She gasped.

Cake did nothing though. Her eyes just narrowed, her muzzle set into a snarl. "No more." She began to dash down the hill. "NO MORE!"

"Where are you going?" Fionna called after the cat.

"I HAVE A PLAN!"

Cake returned a moment later. She had something black in her paws. She ran up to the cow and put it around its eyes. Giggling like crazy, she turned to her sister. "She can't stare if she's blind!"

Fionna looked back up at the cow, expecting triumph. But her facr fell in disappointment, instead. "Cupcake, look." She pointed at the cow.

"What?" Cake turned to the cow and gasped. The cow's eyes were sticking out from under the blindfold like thick snakes. "Wha-? WHY? STUPID BLINDFOLD!" Cake ripped off the blindfold from the cow's face, not even bothering to untie it. She threw it to her right, where it tumbled down the hill in the breeze until it was out of sight. Cake stormed to the left so that she was eye-to-eye with the cow, her furry legs stretched for height. "What's your deal, doopy? WHY ARE YOU MESSING WITH US? HUH?"

The cow did not move nor say anything. Her pupils simply widened to the size of softballs. Cake frowned.

"Cupcake." said Fionna, taking her sister's attention. "That cow is whack with pee brain."

"Yeah, I know, Fifi. I diagnosed this cow with pee brain five minutes ago." Cake jabbed her paw at the cow's nose. The cow's eyes focused on Cake's paw, her eyes crossing.

"Pee brain means we can lure this Bessie away with music!" exclaimed Fionna, bubbling over with joy at the thought of sleep. "Everything stupid likes music!"

"That's true! You're a genius!" Cake's fur riffled with excitement. She threw her furry arms out. They stretched like rubber bands down the hill, the grass licking her fur. Her arms stretched through the Treehouse door, over the furniture and into the bedroom. Then she pulled back her arms when she got what she was looking for. Her paws had her hammered dulcimer in them now. Cake set out her stomach in a square shape like a desk. She placed the dulcimer on it and grabbed her hammers. "Alright, Bessie. Prepare for a little...music therapy."

She began to strum light, soft notes, long and short and light and heavy. As she alternated, it was obvious she was playing Sunlight Melody by Beathaven. After laying a small bit, she began to walk away. "Follow me, Bessie!" She called as she continued down the hill.

But the cow didn't move an inch.

"CUPCAKE!" called Fionna. "IT'S NOT LURING!"

"Huh?" Cake turned to see the basket-ball sized cow had not moved a muscle. Her eyes narrowed, and she played a sharp note. "So. Beathaven not good enough for ya, huh? Well. Prepare for some...MASSART!"

She began to play Ein Kleiner Tag Melodie. The notes were high and mighty. She continued to walk down the grassy hill.

Fionna heard a sort of clicking noise. Confused, she looked down. A large scorpion, a sickly reddish brown color, was creeping up on her, zigzagging right to left in a funny dance. It caught sight of her foot and its barb clicked up. Fionna screamed and picked up her foot. She saw something(s) move at the corner of her eye. She turned to see seven more scorpions zigzagging in her direction. Fionna looked down at Cake, who was playing the song faster.

"CUPCAKE! YOU'RE LURING SCORPIONS!" Fionna dashed down the hill in a panic. The scorpions clicked and crawled after her. She ran to her sister. "STOP!"

"What?" Cake turned to the approaching scorpions. However, instead of panicking, she only made a small 'Hm' sound and steadied her dulcimer again. "I'll try to lure a shrew. Or a bat. Do owls eat scorpions?"

"STOP!" Fionna grabbed the dulcimer and threw it and its hammers far away from them. Cake yelped and attempted to run after them, but Fionna held her back.

Cake sighed and turned to her sister. She looked desperate for sleep. "Fifi..."

"..."

"...Let's kill the cow."

"WHAT?!"

"Fifi!" Cake grabbed Fionna's pajama shirt with her paws. "I'm so tired!"

"No!" Fionna plucked Cake's paws from her shirt. "We're not going to slaughter a cow!"

"Ok. We won't slaughter the cow. I know! We'll dress her up like a mouse! Haha! And then we'll get an owl!" She made her paws into a bird-like shape. "Caw! To kill her!"

"Wha-? NO! That's wrong!"

"Oh..." Cake turned in a full circle, as if considering something. "Did I say the owl would kill her? I meant that the owl would gently swoop down and take her away to a land of sunshine and bunnies and take care of her."

"That sounds awesome!"

"Let's do it!"

"What do you think?" asked Cake.

The cow was now dressed in a pair of moth-eaten mouse ears, with a pink water-hose tail that Cake had made quickly. Fionna shrugged. "Looks like a mouse."

Cake flew her arms around. "OWLS! DOWN HERE! DINNA TIME!" Fionna joined her, dancing and flinging herself around. "DINNER! COME AND GET IT!"

"Cupcake!" Fionna pointed at two silhouettes that were flying through the sky towards them. "I think those are owls!"

"I see em!" Cake beamed brightly at the flapping shapes.

They continued to flail and scream madly to get the owls' attention. Finally, the owls swooped down lower and lower until their claws were settled on the cow's hide.

"Take her away!" cheered Fionna.

The owls did nothing.

Then they began to attack the two girls.

Fionna and Cake screamed. Their sharp beaks pecked red dots on their skin, their claws leaving red lines. Feathers flew madly everywhere. "DON'T EAT US!" screamed Fionna as one owl pecked a hole in her hat. "THE MOUSE!"

Finally, the owls got the message. They looked at one another and cawed in agreement. They planted their claws firmly into the cow and began to flap their wings. Soon, the cow was over five feet from the ground. Then the cow was nothing but a blot in the sky, shrinking and shrinking.

Fionna sighed peacefully. "What a beautiful sight."

The blot disappeared into the starry night. Fionna and Cake high-fived. "WE DID IT! TIME FO SLEEP!"

They ran down the hill like they never had before. They ran all the way down the hill. They ran through the door of the Treehouse. Then they climbed up the ladder madly. Then they ran to their beds.

"Goodnight, Cupcake." sighed Fionna. She felt like she was sleeping on a heavenly cloud, light and plump.

"Goodnight, Fionna." Cake's eyes fluttered shut.

Then they both fell into a nice, peaceful sleep at la-

Something crashed through the roof like a boulder. Leaves and wood were a huge pile in the middle of the room. Dust billowed in all directions. The cool night air filled the room, and the starry night glittered above, the moon crescent and bright. The two girls screamed and looked to see what had awakened them.

The cow was staring at them.

"NOW IT'S IN OUR ROOM?!" screamed Fionna. She was furious. She was boiling over with rage. All she wanted to do was sleep and she couldn't just because a COW was staring at her. What was the deal?

"THAT'S OBVIOUS, FIFI!" yelled Cake, throwing her furry arms up. She was so angry, she wanted some sleep, and now there was a cow and her room AND Fionna was being a moron. "YOU DON'T HAVE TO SCREAM THAT ALOUD!"

"This is all YOUR fault!" yelled Fionna accusingly, causing the cat to pull back as if she'd been slapped. "IF YOU WEREN'T SO GORGEOUS, ANIMALS WOULDN'T ALWAYS STARE AT YOU!"

"ME?!" Cake stood from her bed angrily and stretched to Fionna's bed, standing at the foot like a warrior. "YOU'RE JUST MAD AT ME FOR BEING-" Cake paused to blush. "Gorgeous? But...YOU'RE the one who told me to lure the scorpions!" Cake let out a angry yell, flailing her arms.

"I TOLD you to lure the COW!" Fionna stood up out of her sleeping bag, causing Cake to step back from her towering height above her. "YOU LURED THE SCORPIONS!" Fionna reached into her drawer and took out a pair of her socks, both of which were stuffed with clicking scorpions. "THEY'RE EVEN IN MY SOCKS!" She paused a moment, frozen. Then she sighed and tossed the socks to the other side of the room, where the scorpions clicked away. "Wait a minute. Don't you see what this cow is doing ot us?"

They both turned to look at the cow, which eyes were in opposite directions.

"It's tearing us apart." sighed Fionna sadly.

"Oh, girl, you're right!" exclaimed Cake, her paws above her head. "We have GOT to get rid of this cow. For us." She threw her arms around Fionna's middle tightly, burrowing her face into her pajama-covered stomach.

"I know, sis. I know." Fionna hugged her back tightly.

"Oh, Fifi. This cow...This cow is bringing us together now!" Cake's eyes glimmered like stars. "This cow is a blessing."

"Wha-? YOU'VE LOST IT, CUPCAKE. YOU'RE SLEEPY INSANE."

"YOU-" Cake rose a finger accusingly, only to pull it back. "Wait." She threw her arms around Fionna's middle once more. "This cow is tearing us apart again."

Fionna's eyes went hard in realization. "You're right. I need to show this Bessie who's in charge."

Cake looked up at her younger sister, her eyes wide with sadness and desperation. "What are you going to do?"

You could not say a light bulb went off in Fionna's head. A lightning bolt, bright and brilliant, went off. Her eyes went wide, emerald and brilliant, her mouth agape. "Cupcake." Her voice was electrifying with brilliance. "Say that again."

Cake rose a furry eyebrow, but did so. "What are you going to do?"

"Do." Fionna whispered to herself in amazement. "Doo doo..."

She straightened her shoulders and rose her chin high. She walked to the cow's rear-side and positioned herself. "I'm gonna kick this cow in the bottom!"

Cake gasped in amazement. "Oh my Grob..."

Everything went in slow-motion from there.

Fionna brought her foot back and slammed it into the cow's backside. Ripples shimmered up the cow's body, up to her neck. The cow's mouth opened wide, and something came plopping out onto the floor.

Ice Queen was on her stomach on the floor.

Fionna and Cake gasped in horrified unison. "Ice Queen?!"

There was an awkward, heavy silence. The Ice Queen just stared at them blankly. Fionna and Cake gawked at her in upmost shock, their mouths agape. The shell of the cow was hollow and unmoving.

Ice Queen cleared her throat. "I should go..."

Fionna's hands went to her hips furiously. "YOU WERE SPYING ON US?"

Ice Queen's eyes narrowed. She picked herself up and brushed away the dust on her cobalt gown. "That's none of your beeswax."

"She was trying to learn out bedtime secrets!" exclaimed Cake.

Fionna turned to the Ice Queen. "Were you?"

Ice Queen seemed not to hear either of them. Humming 'The Tiny Whiny Beetle' to herself, she reached into the cow's ear. She plucked out something. The shell of the cow deflated, the air hissing out. It crumpled to the ground like a empty balloon.

"She WAS!" yelled Cake, rage bubbling in her insides.

Ice Queen continued to hum. She grabbed the cow's front 'corners' and brought them to the back corners.

"It's none of your business that I wear pull-ups to bed, Ice Queen!" yelled Cake furiously. "NONE of your business!"

Ice Queen tossed the shell of the cow over her shoulder like a blanket. She nodded at the two girls as she went over to the ladder. "Ladies." She descended down the ladder.

Fionna and Cake exchanged angry looks.

Ice Queen stepped out of the Treehouse, whistling. The sun was bright on the horizon, gold and ready to rise for the day. The owls and other nocturnal creatures began to rest. The bees began to buzz, the butterflies awoke. She sighed.

She felt something sharp hit her spin. She gasped in shock, and toppled over. She turned and hissed and saw an angry Fionna glowering at her.

Cake stepped out of the Treehouse, Fionna's ruby sword in hand. The ruby was fiery red in the golden sun. "Here's your sword, Fifi."

Fionna took it. It felt cold. "Thank you." She charged at the Ice Queen, the sword above her head. "RAH!"

Ice Queen's hands glowed. She began throwing frozen bolts at the approaching girl like bullets. Fionna flinged and thrashed her sword, using it to shield herself. Fionna tried to impale her, only for Ice Queen to dodge it and zap her spine. Chills like icicles dashed through her veins. She positioned her sword again, only for Ice Queen to punch it out of her hands.

The sword hissed through the air. Fionna turned and gasped. "CUPCAKE!"

Cake was snoring as she was pressed against the Treehouse's bark. Fionna's scream awakened her. Her eyelids flew open. She saw the ruby sword hissing in her direction. She gasped and stretched her legs in seconds, sailing ten feet in the air as the ruby sword impaled the bark of the Treehouse. She shook her head. She had to focus. She curled into a ball position, like she was about to fall into a mass of water. She went down on the sword. The sword beant beneath her. She sprang at Ice Queen, her foot ready for a heavy kick.

"NO!" yelled Ice Queen. She picked Fionna up by her wrists and span around, letting go of Fionna like a hammer-throw.

Fionna and Cake collided. Fionna's head hit Cake's knee, Cake's foot going into her stomach. Fionna's foot hit Cake's muzzle. They landed on the ground. Fionna felt something crawling on her. She opened her eyes to see that the scorpions from the previous night were still on the hill, clicking and poised. "Cupcake!"

"Throw them at Ice Queen!" yelled Cake.

They began to throw the scorpions at Ice Queen like snowballs. They were careful. They grabbed the scorpions by their stomachs and then hurtled them. But the scorpions merel hit Ice Queen like tiny pebbles.

Ice Queen closed her eyes and held out her arms like a bird ready to take flight. Something encircled her. It looked like a bubble, sphere-shaped and clear, but it looked to be made out of icy vapor. She began to lift into the air without using her flying ability. The wind went crazy. It blew like a hurricane was thrashing, icy and dangerous.

Fionna turned to Cake and screamed over the hiss of the wind. "WHAT'S SHE DOING?"

"SHE'S USING HER ICE POWERS!" yelled Cake in reply.

Inside the Treehouse, the freezer flew open. The ice pack ripped open, unleashing the eight ice cubes inside. They flew out the door. Fionna and Cake flinched as the ice cubes hit their bodies, but it didn't hurt, really. It only felt like acorns hitting their bodies. Fionna and Cake turned to the Ice Queen.

She was frozen. "That's all the ice you have?"

"YEAH!" Fionna delivered a hard kick to Ice Queen's cheek, knocking off her tiara.

"Well you should really have...MORE!" Ice Queen punched her in the gut.

"We don't need any MORE!" Fionna punched her face.

"What if you have GUESTS?" Ice Queen took her wrist and flipped her over.

"Guests bring their own ICE!" Fionna grabbed Ice Queen's icy leg and threw her like a rag doll ten feet away.

Ice Queen hit the side of the Treehouse roughly. The sword landed on her stomach lightly. Fionna and Cake ran to either side of the Ice Queen. They took the sword and brought it to her neck, ready to slice.

"TELL US WHY YOU WERE WATCHING US OR WE WELL CUT OFF YOUR IDIOT HEAD!" yelled Fionna, bringing the blade of the sword an inch closer.

"MAKE IT SNAPPY, WE'RE REALLY TIRED!" Cake gripped the sword more firmly.

"OK, OK!" Ice Queen stammered, sweating nervously. "I was watching you...because I want to be happy."

Fionna and Cake lessened their hold on the sword. "Huh?"

"It's true." sighed the Ice Queen sadly. "I wanna be happy like you gals. But I have no idea how to be."

Cake's forehead crinkled. "So you dressed like a cow?"

"Have pity on me."

I've been so sad and miserable. I cry all the time. But whenever I see you two, you're both so happy.

Ice Queen wiped the tears from her cheeks and looked down below at the grassy hills. Fionna and Cake were rolling like penguins down the hills, turning and zigzagging. They were laughing so happily.

Ice Queen's eyes narrowed. 'They're just rolling like idiots!'

So yes, I decided to dress like a cow and spy on you.

Ice Queen slipped into the custom-made uniform. It was wide and realistic, and it was nice for her form. She fitted on the head.

"But I guess I failed." sighed Ice Queen sadly when she was done. "All I observed was you two arguing over how to get rid of me."

She heard something like a snort. Her eyes flew open.

Fionna and Cake were pressed against the soft grass, snoring loudly. They were smiling. And their heads were ON the Ice Queen's LAP. It was weird to see them like that, happily sleeping like small infants.

Annoyed, Ice Queen shook them. "Are you two SLEEPING?" She gasped with realization. "Is THIS it? Sleeping? All I need is a good night's rest?"

Beaming, she pulled Fionna and Cake closer. They did not mind. Ice Queen closed her eyes and sighed.

"...I'm still not happy."

TRIVIA

It is revealed that Cake wears pull-ups when she goes to sleep.