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.

Gunta-The Ice Queen's closest sea lion, and her personal servant. Gunta has big, sparkling eyes, two rather small tusks, and leathery white skin with faint blue spots.

STILL

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Fionna and Cake stand amongst the fields of grass, as silent and as still as statues...

The sunlight streamed into the dusty windows of the Treehouse's bedroom, casting shadows on the faces of our famous heroines. Fionna lay on her animal-skin bed, her hands behind her head, one leg bent upward, and the blankets bundled at her feet. Cake lay with her paws clutching her blanket up to her chin, her legs draped over the side of the drawer she slept in.

Fionna's eyes fluttered open in the new light. The first word that came out of her mouth for the day was, "Cupcake!" and then, "Hey, Cupcake!"

It took a moment for Cake's eyes to open. She gave her sister a smile before her eyebrows quirked together. With a chuckle, she asked, "Why are you sleepin' like that?"

Fionna returned the smile. "Why are you starin'?"

"Because I can't move my head," giggled Cake.

The two laughed heartily, their bodies not moving with the sounds.

The laughter ended abruptly when Cake frowned and said, "Seriously. I can't move."

"Neither can I!" exclaimed Fionna.

The two girls tried and tried, but it was as if their bodies were locked tight, not allowing even the slightest strain of a muscle.

"What's going on?" a panicked Cake asked.

This question ensued a panicked walla of exclamations that filled the entire room. "What's happening?" "I'm scared, Fifi!" "I don't like this!" "My nose itches and I can't scratch it!"

The walla was cut off by the next sound that broke through the air. It was a horrible sound, a high-pitched, raspy, cracked sound that sounded as horrible as screeching tires on a road.

"Cupcake!" whispered Fionna. "Use your listen-vision!"

Cake did so. She listened as hard as she possibly could. Then she heard breathing. Not Fionna's warm, hard breathing. This breathing was deathly slow and icy cold.

Cake would have jumped if she could've moved. "Ice Queen?!"

The icy royal appeared from the ladder-chute with an excited skip in her step. She giggled, her bony fingers clutched together and her eyes squeezed shut. After several long moments of raspy giggling, she sighed and said, "I'm sorry. I shouldn't be laughing. I'll do the opposite! What's the opposite? Crying?" She let a few frozen tears leak from her eyes before she sighed again. "This is so weird."

"Ice Queen, what did you do to us?!" Fionna demanded.

"Whoa, whoa," Ice Queen waved her hands at the angry teenager. "I didn't do anything to you. Girls, I'm your friend."

"So why can't we move?" Cake asked exasperatedly.

"Because I froze you." Ice Queen dug into the folds of her blue gown and pulled out a bottle. It was clear, with a clear, pulpy liquid swishing around inside. "With this."

Fionna read the sloppily-written label aloud. "'Still Serum 1'?"

"I sprayed it into your nostrils when you were sleeping," explained the Ice Queen.

"Morp!"

Gunta, Ice Queen's pet seal, flopped up and down on the wooden floorboards, his flippers flapping for the serum. Ice Queen raised the bottle higher and held out a hand to the seal. Gunta pushed against it with his head. "No, Gunta. No!" Ice Queen looked up at the girls and explained, "Gunta likes to break bottles. Don't you, Gunta?" Ice Queen picked up the hem of her gown-Fionna and Cake looked away as much as they could-and tucked the serum into her bloomers. Gunta reached underneath the skirt for it, but Ice Queen swatted him away. She lifted up her head to look at the frozen girls. "Let's go to the living room, hm?"

Five minutes later saw both the girls and the feline tucked under Ice Queen's arms like baskets, descending into the living room. If Ice Queen had attempted this while they were unfrozen, she'd be punched halfway across Aaa by then. Ice Queen nestled Cake in the crook of the maroon couch before laying Fionna down next to her. Fionna and Cake managed to pull their faces into glares of anger.

"Why in the hecka are you doin' this, Ice Queen?" asked a very annoyed Cake.

"'Why?'" Ice Queen repeated in surprise, like she had never heard the word before. She smiled an outrageously huge smile, and proclaimed, "Because I love you girls! But you-" She pointed a long, crooked finger at them. "-don't love me." She then pointed the finger at herself. "Do ya?"

Fionna and Cake gave the Ice Queen blank stares for a long time before Cake said, "You've tried to kill us, like, four times."

Ice Queen's persona of kind and bubbly turned to angry and cold faster than a traffic light. She raised her hands angrily, her knuckles sparking with ice-cold power. "I only try to kill you because you're prince-blocking me all the time!" She took a deep breath and let her hands drop to her sides, where they picked at the material of her skirt. "I'm like a mama bear. And a prince is like my cub, and when you get between me and my cub...I..." Ice Queen took a longer, deeper breath that came out in a puff of white air.

There was an awkward, heavy silence as Fionna and Cake only stared at the queen in silence. Ice Queen cleared her throat and smiled. "Any-who, now that you're frozen, we can bond and stuff. And the sooner we doooo..." Ice Queen reached under her skirt and took out another bottle, almost identical to the previous. "The sooner I give you this."

Fionna and Cake struggled to read the scrawl on the label: UN-STILL SERUM 1.

"I put emphasis on the 'UN' so I wouldn't mix them up," Ice Queen said as she gave the serum a swishing shake.

"Just give us the un-serum now, girl," scoffed Cake.

"Yeah, we're already friends," agreed Fionna.

"We are?" Ice Queen asked confusedly.

"Yeah. We love you," Fionna said, as hard as it was.

"What's my favorite color."

Fionna and Cake's jaws slammed shut at that question.

Ice Queen frowned at them. "You don't love me."

Fionna and Cake exchanged nervous glances.

"I know a lot about you girls. Cake, you don't drink orange juice with pulp because it gets stuck your teeth."

Cake gawked. "Wha-"

"Fionna, your favorite food is roast beef, even though you told Marshall Lee it was pasta."

"How did you-" gaped Fionna.

"And Cake, you don't like to cry because you're afraid of true emotion. It's OK. Let it out."

At this, a single tear fell down Cake's cheek.

"You don't love me," Ice Queen continued as she clutched the un-serum close.

Her speech was cut short when Gunta popped out of nowhere and slapped the bottle out of Ice Queen's hands. Ice Queen's hand jumped back and forth, the bottle bouncing off of her palms over and over, and the girls' breaths hitched. Ice Queen finally caught the bottle, much to Gunta's disappointment. Ice Queen glared down at the little seal. "Bad seal."

In answer, Gunta's flipper reached for the bottle once again.

Ice Queen sighed and walked over to one of the wooden shelves on the wall. She took out out the STILL SERUM out of her bloomers and put it and the UN-STILL SERUM on the shelf. She took a tiny key from her bloomers as well, and twisted it into the equally-as-tiny locks on the bottles (that the girls just now noticed). "Now Gunta won't accidentally break the only bottles of 'STILL' AND 'UN-STILL' serums 1 in all of Aaa!"

Fionna would have raised an eyebrow if she could. "You lock your bottles?"

Ice Queen scoffed, "In THIS economy?" as she tucked the key back into her bloomers.

Fionna groaned to Cake, "She's showing her undergarments again."

Ice Queen heard her and gave out an amused chuckle. "Safest place I know."

A very awkward pause followed.

Ice Queen gave the girls a stiff curtsy and, with a swish of her skirts, strode in the direction of the kitchen. "I'mma gonna make so limeade."

"DON'T TOUCH MY LIMES!" Cake yelled after her. It was to no avail. She could hear Ice Queen picking the limes from the fruit bowl. "ICE QUEEN!"

"Cupcake, look!" Fionna snapped. Cake struggled to look to her right.

Gunta as clumsily climbing up the boxes and cabinet underneath the shelf, morping excitedly and rattling the bottles. The little seal's flippers landed on the shelf.

"Gunta, no!"

"No, Gunta!"

"No!"

"Stop!"

"Please stop!"

Gunta waddled over to the bottles and gave them a shining stare full of mirth before he rattled them with his flippers. He continued to do that, either to tease the frozen girls or for his own pleasure.

"GUNTA, STOP!"

"BAD SEAL! YOU STOP IT, NOW!"

Gunta only paused before returning to the bottles, swatting them over and over with his trembling flippers. The bottles began to sway, then spin in circles, tittering towards the edge of the shelf.

"What are we gonna do?" Cake hissed through gritted teeth.

Fionna's face turned to one of angry panic to inner, deep thought. In a perfect monotonous voice, she said, "When someone uses one sense, their other senses are enhanced. Like a blind woman who can smell and hear really well. I'm gonna use my now-enhanced brain waves to contact an astral creature to help us."

"WHAT?!" was Cake's only reply. "Fifi-"

Cake's voice drowned out as Fionna squeezed her eyes tight and concentrated. Concentrated and concentrated almost painfully. Her very teeth were trembling.

Then, she felt it. The astral sensation on her skin, like golden snowflakes falling rapidly. And she felt light. So light. Like a thin feather. Her intestines seemed to vanished, leaving her body hollow only for a second before they were filled with the snowflakes to the brim.

When she opened her eyes, she was no longer in the living room. She was in the Astral Realm. There was no ground. No sky. She just hovered in the bright, colorful light. Cold and hot. Horrified and ecstatic. Limited and infinite.

"ASTRAL CREATURE!" she cried. Her voice echoed a thousand times into the astral nothingness, spinning and twirling about. "Come to me!"

Cake just stared at her sister in a mixture of confusion, worry, and annoyance. Fionna was just laying there, her face one of pure bliss, her lips barely moving as she whispered, "Come to me...come to me..." over and over.

Ice Queen returned from the kitchen then, their red plastic tray in her bony fingers stacked with three empty glasses and an icy pitcher of limeade. It actually didn't look bad, at least to Cake. It looked icy and flavorful, with little slices of lime swishing around inside. She also noticed that she was carrying a large, leather bag in the crook of her arm.

"I got the limeade!" she sang. She set the leather bag next to the sofa before placing the tray on the table. She lifted the pitcher into her grasp and turned to the feline. "You want some, Cake?"

"You wacko!" exclaimed Cake. "Stop Gunta from knocking over the bottles!"

Ice Queen, who was taking a long, greedy sip from the pitcher itself, rose an eyebrow. "What?" She followed Cake's directing gaze to the shelf. "Gunta?"

Ice Queen saw Gunta rattling the bottles madly and gave a frustrated sigh before setting the pitcher down. She stepped up to the shelf and grabbed the seal around its fatty middle, careful to avoid the bottles. She set Gunta down at her feet and gave him a stern glare. "No, Gunta! No bottles! Look at me! NO BOTTLES!"

"Morp."

Ice Queen smiled down at her minion. "You just can't stay outta trouble, can you? What am I gonna do with ya?"

Ice Queen's hands began to spark with an icy blue power, and Cake feared she was going to freeze the seal on the spot. However, Ice Queen simply pressed her palms together and pulled them apart, an icy chain forming as she did so. Her hands stopped, and she was left with a chain with a loop for a collar. "You're gonna have to wear a leash."

She fixed the collar around Gunta's flabby neck and tied the end to one of the stuck-up roots in the floor. "This should keep you out of trouble."

Cake sighed in relief. "Thank goodness."

Ice Queen smiled at her as she moved to stand before the sofa. "Our first bonding activity-" Cake's relieved smile vanished. "-will be walking in each others' shoes, so to speak. To better understand each others' perspectives, we're gonna dress up like each other. Me first!" she added before Cake could retort.

She nestled the pitcher of limeade between the 'sleeping' Fionna and annoyed Cake before ripping off her right sleeve until it stopped several inches past her shoulder. She did the same with the other sleeve. She then lifted up the hem of her skirt and, in a complicated fashion, twisted it all at her hip so that her bloomers were in plain view. Cake grimaced as Ice Queen tucked and tugged her bloomers into the shape of a skirt, showing several inches of wrinkled blue skin. Ice Queen reached into the large leather bag she had brought in and pulled out a permanent black marker. She then proceeded to color in her bare feet until it seemed like she was wearing Fionna's black Mary-Janes. With a giggle, she took up all of her ankle-length, snowy white hair and bundled it on top of her head. She inserted two fingers onto either side of the bundle and pulled them out so that two 'bunny ears' of hair stood out from her head. With a wave of her hand, a frost washed over her hair and kept it all in place.

"It's adventure time!" she proclaimed excitedly. She raised her voice in a mock imitation of Fionna's voice and sang, "I'm good! Good! Good! I only do good! Let's have babies, Prince! Let's teach them to be good! I'll save you, Prince! Oh, prince! Sure I'll kiss you! I'm a hero! What?! Marriage, too?"

Ice Queen leaned forward to Fionna's frozen, sleeping face with a bubbly smile. "Hey, Fionna. Don't you think it's weird that there's two Fionnas?" When the human girl did not respond, Ice Queen patted Fionna's belly. "Fionna? Fionna?!...Not talking?"

Ice Queen shrugged and turned to the older sister. "Now I'm gonna dress like Cake!"

Ice Queen stepped back a few fet and grabbed the hem of her wadded-up dress in her fingers, slowly lifting it up-

"NOOOOOOO!" screamed Cake.

Ice Queen stopped up to her navel and raised an eyebrow. "Eh?"

"NO!" Cake repeated, angrier.

"Hm?" Ice Queen raised the dress up a bit more, to the middle of her ribcage.

"NO! NO! NO! NO! NO!"

Ice Queen frowned, sighed, and let the dress fall back down to her hips. "Okay, okay. We'll bond in another way."

"So..." Ice Queen set the ancient projector down on the small coffee table with a smile. She had spent ten minutes trying to look for a power outlet, another ten trying to push the cabinet out of the way of the only one not claimed by Beema, and, after finding out that the projector ran on batteries, another ten pushing it back into place. "I feel like y'all thinkin' I'm just a tramp hound-doggin' after princes all the time."

She picked up the rolled-up screen of the projector from the floor, walked over to the chair at the opposite side of the room, and carefully set it down on the table against the opposite wall. She then turned and walked back to Fionna and Cake. "I wanted to show you something dear to my soul."

Ice Queen picked up the pitcher between the two girls (which had doubled in content since all the ice had melted) and set it back on the side table before picking up Fionna and Cake once more. Cake wasn't surprised when Fionna didn't stir.

"Something that shows you what lights the fire of my passion," Ice Queen added.

She set Fionna and Cake on either side of the coffee table, facing the screen so they could see.

"I take artful color photographs of my seals' body parts." She ran back to the screen, pulled it up, and ran back to the projector.

She flipped the switch, and a shaft of light came out of the lens at once, though it showed no photographs yet. Ice Queen stood to stand before Cake right in the light. Cake would have shivered. Ice Queen looked particularly creepy then, dressed as her sister with shadows across every feature. "Photography is art, and it's respected by artists."

Ice Queen shuffled away, flipped off the lights so that the room was mostly in darkness, and hit the button on the projector. "I decided to take photographs to capture the true beauty and innocence of the seal species. Okay...first one..." The first photograph depicted a seal's eye, big, black and shiny. "See how Gunta is staring into the camera lense? She's breaking the fourth wall, challenging the viewer to acknowledge her existence. She's saying, 'HERE I AM. LOOK AT ME. ACCEPT ME.'"

"Okay, second one," Ice Queen said as she hit the button again. Cake stared at this photograph in absolute confusion. It looked like four white balls against each other, making a diamond shape between them. "These are my seals' heads touching. It's a juxto position of both body and brain, composed in an almost operatic manner. You can almost hear music."

Ice Queen hit the button again. All Cake saw was a leathery white shape. "This is a haunting image of a seal flipper. Look at how it penetrates the negative space. It's raw and aggressive..."

Ice Queen changed the picture once more. Cake softly groaned as the royal psychopath went on a torturing proclamation about how seal tusks 'capture the light around them in an eerie light.' Her arms darted to Fionna, ever-still and silent. "I can't take much more of this! Dang it, Fifi, what're you doing in there?"

"ASTRAL CREATURE!" Fionna yelled into the voids of the Astral Realm. Everything was changing, but remained same at the same time. No creature was appearing from the depths as of yet. "WHERE ARE YOU?! YOU COME HERE NOOOOW!"

Cake groaned again when Fionna answered her with silence. Ice Queen was now going on about showing her captures beauty to the world for all to see.

"Yeah, I've thought about it, and having a picture gallery would probably be nice," Ice Queen was saying. She shrugged with a smile. "Little cheese, little wine...Could be nice, y'know?"

Ting

Cake's eyes darted to the item that made the noise. The key had fallen from Ice Queen's bloomers and was now laying just a few feet away. Ice Queen obviously didn't notice in her flamboyant consideration to bring a veggie-plate to the gallery.

"Key..." Cake whispered to herself softly. Her eyes darted to Gunta. He seemed to be pretending that the crystalline links of her chained leash was made of bottles, and was hitting the chain with his flippers over and over to make them twinkle and chime. "Gunta!..." Cake whispered loud enough for the seal to hear but not loud enough for Ice Queen to hear. "Guntaaaa!...Pssst...Psssssssssssst!"

Gunta, who was in the middle of licking one of the ice-links of his chain, snapped hishead up at the feline.

"C'mere, Gunta..." Cake whispered again, followed by a series of kissing noises emitting from her puckered lips.

Gunta tried to waddle over to the cat, but his leash rooted her to the spot. He pulled against it as much as he could, and the chain finally snapped with a soft chink. Gunta looked up at Cake with his big, black eyes and began to waddle over, but stopped at the key on the floor.

"Grab it Gunta, pick it up," Cake whispered urgently.

Gunta's flipper reached for the key, trembling and shaking slowly. He stopped then, looking up at Cake in question.

"What are you waiting for? Just grab it!"

Gunta tapped the key with his flipper in tease. His head turned then, in the exact direction of the bottles on the shelf.

"Morp."

Gunta began to waddle away from the key in the direction of the shelf excitedly.

"Gunta, come back!"

In Cake's panic, she forgot to lower her voice. Ice Queen hummed confusedly and turned to look at Gunta as he lifted himself up on the boxes under the shelf. "Gunta? Y...You broke your leash?!"

Gunta stopped climbing the boxes and gave the Ice Queen a look of confusion.

Ice Queen sighed in frustration and picked the seal up under her flippers. "You're being naughty, Gunta! You interrupted my show!" She set Gunta down right beside Fionna and Cake and gave her a look of stern annoyance. "Now stay here and go to sleep!"

Gunta stared at her.

"SLEEP!"

Gunta closed his eyes and began to let out adorable snores.

Ice Queen couldn't help herself. Her eyes shone and her lips pulled up in a smile. "So cute...Alright, back to art..."

Cake stared at the seemingly asleep Gunta as Ice Queen went on to describe a photograph of seal bellies. She waited until she was sure Ice Queen wasn't looking or listening to whisper, "Gunta. Gunta, wake up."

Gunta's eyes snapped open instantly. He immediately turned to face Cake.

"Go. Get. The. Key."

Gunta, however, took a single hop over to Cake and lifted up a flipper. He began to pat Cake's ear repeatedly. "Gunta..." Cake groaned. Gunta's flippers move to rub Cake's muzzle in circles. "Consarnit, Gunta!"

"Okay, time for a break," Ice Queen said as she pressed the power button of the projector. The light of the projector flickered off and Ice Queen stretched her back out. "Who wants limeade?"

Ice Queen finally saw the key between her feet. She let out a little exclamation of surprise and bent down, picked it up, and tucked it into her bloomers once more. Cake hissed. "Don't want to lose this."

She caught sight of Gunta patting Cake's forehead and gasped. "Gunta! Cake! No! You're bonding without me!"

"Morp."

"Gunta, how could you?!" cried the Ice Queen. A frozen tear fell down her cheek. "And Cake! You too! Now I'll have to punish both of you!"

Ten minutes later saw Gunta laying down in the plastic pet carrier by the Ice Queen. Ice Queen shut the metal gate with a creak, making Gunta give her a look of confusion.

"It's for your own good, sweetie," Ice Queen said as she wagged a finger at him.

"Now, then..." Ice Queen reached behind the nearby dresser and rummaged around. Cake, who had been confined to her drawer-bed with her blanket spread over her, craned her eyes to look. Ice Queen soon protruded another pet carrier, slightly larger than Gunta's. "For you, Cake!"

Cake glared at her angrily. "You already froze me!"

"Oh, right..." Ice Queen paused and gave the pet carrier a look of confusion. "Why did I bring this, anyway? Oh, well, I'll just put it here for now." She set it back behind the dresser before asking Cake, "Is that OK? If I put it here for now?"

Cake closed her eyes and inhaled deeply through her nose before hissing out, "Yesssss."

When Cake opened her eyes, she...well, she would have started. Ice Queen was standing between her drawer and Fionna's bed, prying open what seemed to be a cot. She finally got it open and adjusted the mattress.

"You're sleeping HERE?!" Cake yelled.

Ice Queen giggled as she fluffed up her pillow. "Well, not yet, silly." She bounced up onto the cot and smiled at the annoyed feline as if they were best friends. "Not before our next bonding activity: Late-Nite Gab Sess."

Cake looked over at the clock on the wall. It was literally five minutes after four.

Ice Queen scooted closer to Cake on her cot, frowning but with her eyes gleaming in excitement. "Wanna talk about boys?"

Cake glared.

"You have a crush on anyone?"

Cake scoffed, "Yeah. My boyfriend, Lord Monochromicorn?"

Ice Queen gasped, clamping a hand over her mouth. As Cake glared, she giggled and leaned forward to whisper in Cake's ear. "Don't worry. I won't tell anyone."

She stopped giggling then, frowning as she twiddled her fingers. She glanced over at Fionna, who continued to remain in her coma, before whispering, "I have a crush on Prince Gumball."

Cake droned sarcastically, "You're kidding."

"No, I'm not. I've liked him for some time. It feels weird to say it out loud." Ice Queen giggled shyly.

Ice Queen stopped giggling. She remained silent for some time, and her eyelids drooped, her eyes becoming glazed. She was breathing so slowly and deeply she was almost snoring. Actually, she was snoring.

Cake groaned. "Ah, geez, she fell asleep with her eyes open! Fifi, wake up! Please!"

Inside Fionna's mind, she continued to scream and yell for the astral beast she sought. Her emotions began to rise to anger and fury. "ASTRAL BEAST! SHOW YOURSELF! WHY NOT?!"

Something happened then. The voids of the realm began to shift and waver before shooting in the opposite direction at the speed of light. She heard something then. As loud as hummingbird wings batting, as quick as a rabbit and as graceful as ringing harps. It grew louder and louder, so beautiful and mesmerizing. The voids began to sparkle merrily. Fionna felt her entire being begin to evaporate like steam.

"THIS IS IT!"

Fionna's eyes flew open.

She was no longer in the living room. She was back in her own bed, her blankets bundled at her feet, her body still frozen stone-solid. It was dark, the only light coming from the moonlight that filtered through the windows. She could just see Cake's form sitting, frozen, in her drawer, her eyes closed and fast asleep. She could also see Ice Queen laying down on a peculiar cot, sucking on her thumb. Everything was absolutely silent.

Fionna opened her mouth to whisper to Cake, ask her why the Ice Queen was still there. But instead of the question she intended, her voice spoke out, whispering, into a simple but powerful sentence.

"The astral creature commeth."

"ER-ER-EEEEERRRRR!"

Cake's eyes flew open at the sound of the rooster screech. After a moment of adjusting to the blinding light that the sun brought, she saw that, with a groan, the rooster screech was coming from Ice Queen, not a bird.

Ice Queen giggled once she finished and smiled at the two girls in turn. "Alright, who's hungie?" She turned around to smile at Cake. "Cake, you hungie?"

Cake was absolutely starving, having not eaten for an entire day. Coldy, she replied, "I'm hungry."

Ice Queen chuckled to herself. "Fair enough. How 'bout some bacon and eggs?"

Cake's eyes widened, and she allowed herself to smile. "That actually sounds pretty good-"

"I'm gonna put my fingers in it."

Cake's smile instantly turned to an annoyed scowl.

"Eating a part of me will bring us closer together," Ice Queen explained with a giggle. She stepped up to Cake and tried to wiggle her paws, but it was like trying to move stone. "I'll be inside of you. BRB."

Cake would have been shaking her head, had she been able to move. She glared at Ice Queen until she disappeared down the ladder of the room. She looked over to Fionna, expecting to see her still asleep and frozen, but was surprised to find that she, too, was glaring where Ice Queen had gone. "Fifi! You're back!"

Fionna smiled at her sister. Cake noticed that three bees had flown into the window and were now crawling on Fionna's pillow and pajama shirt, but thought nothing of it. "Oh, yeah. I didn't want to wake you-"

"Did it work?" Cake cut her off in her anxious excitement. "Where's your astral creature?"

"It's on it's way. It's gonna be great." As Fionna spoke, five more bees flew in from the window and landed around Fionna.

"What kinda creature is it?"

Eleven more bees flew in before Fionna spoke. "I'm not sure...I couldn't see much..." Twenty-three more bees flew in. "But it sounds awesome." Thirty-four bees now. "Maybe a lion?" Forty-two.

"A lion, eh?" asked Cake. A bee flew onto her muzzle, and she blew it away with a single breath.

Fifty-seven bees. Sixty-one. Seventy-eight.

"AW, JUNK, DID I SUMMON BEES?!" Fionna cried in disbelief as more bees continued to pour through the window. As they continued to buzz around, almost deafening, Fionna huffed, "I stink."

"You don't stink." Cake assured her. The bee flew onto her muzzle again, but she didn't bother to shoo it away. "You're great."

"At stinking."

Cake glowered at her younger sister and began to, oddly, hum loudly.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm using my enhanced brain sense to tell your astral creature to slap some sense into you," Cake answered before continuing her humming.

"That's cool. I deserve it."

"NO!" Cake cried. The bees began to fly crazily, buzzing loudly whilst darting to and fro at random. "YOU!" The bees huddled together into a group, morphing and moving as if they could not decide what to be. "DON'T!" In a split second, the bees took on the form of a giant hand and slapped Fionna hard across the face.

Fionna gaped.

Cake gaped.

Fionna smiled.

Cake smiled.

Ice Queen added another strip of long, raw bacon into the skillet. It began to sizzle and pop loudly almost at once, accompanied by the sounds of the already-cooking bacon and eggs. Ice Queen pressed five fingers down into the bacon, the other five into the eggs. Her icy skin and powers prevented any harmful burns. After thirty seconds of letting her fingers stay there, she began to flick them on and off of the food carefully. "Shakey, shakey, makin' food for Cakey," Ice Queen sang. She then took her fingers out of the pans. "Don't wanna use to much finger. It'll take away from the flavor!"

Bzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

"Wha-?" Ice Queen turned around. Instantly, she jumped five feet into the air. "AHHH!"

Fionna was descending down the ladder, suspended on a thick cloud of large, buzzing bees. The bees carefully lifted her upwards so that she could glower down at her enemy.

"Fionna!" Ice Queen gasped. A moment later, Cake appeared down the ladder as well, hovering above the floor on an identical group of bees. "And Cake! And a bunch of bees!" A third party of bees appeared, holding up Fionna's ruby sword. "And a sword!" The sword threw down on Ice Queen's tiara, knocking it to the floor and letting her long hair fall free of its Fionna-styled up-do. Ice Queen didn't dare reach down to pick up the tiara, for fear that the sword would actually attack her.

With a distinct tone of panic in her voice, Ice Queen asked, "What do you want from me?"

Fionna gaped in disbelief. "What do we-? WE WANT YOU TO UNFREEZE US, YA LUNATIC!"

"Noooooo!" Ice Queen whined childishly. "We're not friends yet! You haven't eaten my eggs and bacie!"

In answer, a small group of bees flew off of each of the three clouds, formed another giant hand, and punched the Ice Queen hard across the face.

"That's not how friends work," Fionna said sternly. "Friends don't eat each other. Now unlock this bottle and unfreeze us."

A fifth flock of bees, and so far the smallest, approached the Ice Queen, balancing the UN-STILL SERUM 1 on its backs.

Ice Queen sighed in defeat. "Oh, alright. I don't know how you're doing this-" Ice Queen grabbed the bottle and reached into her bloomers. "-but it's pretty impressive." She popped the key into the lock and turned it. It unlocked with a 'click.'

"Thanks, girl," Fionna said in her half-asleep, post-astral-realm daze.

"Let's GO!" Cake whined. She was sick and tired of being frozen, and she was absolutely starving.

"OK, OK!" Ice Queen pressed her finger down on the nozzle of the bottle. A spray of watery liquid blasted out.

Fionna and Cake felt a blast of icy air, a tingling sensation in their nerves, and, all at once...

...every single bee fell frozen solid onto the floor. Fionna and Cake hit the floor with loud 'thumps.'

Ice Queen gawked down at the girls before giving the bottle an angry scowl, peering into the nozzle. "Wait, which bottle is th-"

She accidentally pressed down on the nozzle. A blast of the serum sprayed into her face.

Instantly, Ice Queen fell stone-still next to Fionna and Cake, her arm still raised and her fingers still curved around the bottle. There were several beats of hard silence before Ice Queen muttered, "I think they brought the wrong bottle. But Gunta's still upstairs. GUNTAAAA!"

"GUNTAAAA! GUNTAAA!" The three girls cried together in one great, big voice.

Upstairs, Gunta had managed to break free of his prison, hop across the floor, climb the boxes to the bottles, grab the bottle in his flippers, hop to the window, and set the bottles down on the sill. He heard the three girls calling for him downstairs.

In answer, he pushed the bottles off the sill, where they shattered twenty feet below.

He then commenced to dance victoriously.

TRIVIA

In this episode, it's revealed that Fionna's favorite food is roast beef.

Gunta is revealed to love to break bottles.