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"Caaaaaake" Where was that cat? "Come on. I'm too tired for this, girl." I mumbled. Note to self: NEVER be the seeker when playing hide and seek with Cake. I sat with my back against a near by boulder and sighed. I had been looking for her for two and a half hours. I was exhausted, but I couldn't let her win so easily. That's not what adventurers do. I was going to win, one way or another.
"Hey Cake," I shouted, "I'm done. You win. Guess I'll head home now! Buh byyyyyyyyyyyye."
I stood up and walked in place to make it sound like I was walking away. Then I quickly sat back down and strained to hear any movement on the other side of the boulder.
Nothing. There was a long, eery silence. Then I heard the small snap of a twig. I leaped from behind the boulder and grabbed the animal.
"Haha! I got you good Cake! I win! I win! I-"
But what was in my arms wasn't Cake. It was an extremely over weight squirrel. I let it go like it was hot iron. "Sorry!"
The squirrel was not happy. It clawed its
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Fionna floated into her bedroom and lied down next to Marshall Lee whose eyes were lazily open. He was still very weak, but he was able to piece together what was going on and respond to a certain extent. He wasn't able to form any more than four words at a time, but it was still a great advancement.
"Hey, Marsh, feeling better?" asked Fionna.
"Bubba did it," whispered Marshall Lee. Fionna gave a small laugh.
"Yes, yes he did, and see? What did I tell you? You're gonna be fine," said Fionna with a smile. Fionna put her arms around Marshall Lee.
"Nightosphere, my mother.
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This is taken 10 years after the original epilogue of Who's.
Alex was sitting in her room on her large blue bed in her blue room. She loved it, she couldn't stand girly girls. So that she thought is why she could never really stand Gumball. She looked at her clock and went to her dresser. She looked at the small crown that stood on it. She knew that her mother and father hated being royalty, but she never understood the idea of hating being royal. She loved it. Alex, Alex the Vampire Princess. She loved saying that in her mind. She was a princess, a princess, a royal pain in the butt so as her father called her. She grabbed her black sweatshirt and put it on. She loved her jeans and her black sweat shirt, she wore them all the time. Her