The Red Thief 1It was a beautiful sunny day in the land of Aaa, there were fluffy clouds floating in the sky, not to big and not to many. The grass was rustled by a gentle breeze, that also rustled the blonde bangs, of one very special 14 year old girl, right before they were splattered with blood and guts.More Like This
"Nice job cake! Hold the dragon still!" Fionna shouted as she regained her grip on her golden sword. Her adoptive older sister was stretched large, and holding a roaring dragon, that had chainsaws for teeth. It was large and grey in color, like steel. It blew a raging breath of fire at the young girl, who dodged it, escaping with out a burn. She ran towards the creature, and jumped high, before she slammed the golden sword into the creatures soft underbelly, and dragged it downwards with her weight, cutting open the creature. It screamed a dying death, as it's guts poured out over the girl, and onto the grass.
"Rhombus!" Fionna yelled as she saw the chest they were looking for, spill out of the dr
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I'm the lucky one. I'm still held in a cell. Just like everyone else. My wrists and ankles are tied. With a gag in my mouth, easily removed true, but it's still there. Just like all the other girls...
Thirty-seven cells. One girl in each. Every week there's this thing called a Sitting. The Sitting is like a store. Seven girls are picked each week. You know when the master puts a yellow flag on your cage. If you take it off. You get a red flag. Everyone knows what the yellow and red flags mean.
A yellow flag means one night. A red flag means one week. Everyone knows not to pull the flags. Number 3, who we call Deja, ripped her yellow flag off once. She went to the sitting and came back a week later. Beaten and crying. She wouldn't speak to anyone for a whole 3 days.
Everyone has been to the sitting. Everyone but me. I'm fed the same food, given the same water. But I've never been to the sitting. Most all of the girls that come back are crying. Some actually
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Fionna watched as all of the cheerleaders came out of the changing rooms after practice all made up, leaving the mirror free. "About time, I thought they were going to break the mirror", she thought arrogantly. She walked towards it and saw herself, naturally, but not dressed how she actually was at that time in her cheerleading outfit and her hair tied up in a high pony tail. Instead she saw herself wearing a strange looking hat with white bunny ears that only showed her fringe and a basic blue top. She tilted her head as if to investigate her reflection. Her reflection moved in unison with her. That showed her that it was really her reflection, not just a silly video or a joke. She then looked at the background behind her reflection. It wasn't the girls high-school changing rooms. Instead it was a wooden based room, no, it was more than that: it was as though the room had been built in a tree. "How strange." To check to see if the mirror was real, Fionna
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Finn sat on a fallen branch from the tree house; thinking. He had removed his hat, clutching it tightly in his fist. He always remained thoughtful after a serious adventure. He always thought of strategies he might have used or about the complications of a single mistake he might have made.
But at times he just thought about what it would mean if he died in one of his adventures. It would mean that there would no longer be any humans in the Land of Ooo. What would happen then? Would people just forget that he had existed, or that there was once humans and not just something out of a story book? Could it really happen?
What did it mean to be human anyway? He could say that most of his free time; he was soul-searchy. He thought of who his real parents might be. Where did he come from? Why was he there? Why couldn’t he be something more?
He wanted to be like everyone else. Maybe that way he could fit in better. Maybe he could be made of s
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(Right after the Bad Little Boy episode)
Marshall Lee: “Oh Fionna…”
“What’s up little M?”
“Marceline! How long have you been here?!”
“Oh, long enough to see your pitiful attempt to get her to admit she likes you”
“I know she does, I just don’t know why she won’t tell me”
Marceline floated down to sit next to her brother. “Dude, you realize that she’s 15 right?”
“Yeah and I’m almost 1,000 years old. There is always going to be an age gap between us.”
“Well duh” She playfully smacked the back of his head. “What I mean is that your body is physically an 18 year old and you’re thinking like one.Fionna thinks and acts like a 15 year old. She’s not interested in boys, at least not the way you’d like her to be.”
Marshall sighed again slowly lowering his head between his knees. “I know, but really care about her, more than a sil
The Light in the Dark (FioLee) Ch1"AAAAHHHH" Fionna cried out as she came down on the on the dragons head. She sliced it off cleanly and leaped off the beast as it tumbled down. She scowled as she kicked the head up to Cake, her sister. "Nice one girl, this dragon won't be bothering the Candy-Kingdom any more." She called out as she tossed the head off into the trees.More Like This
Fionna wiped the sweat from her brow, "Thanks Cake! I was-." Suddenly a sickly sweet aroma filled her nose. "Oh, hi Gumball." She mumbled turning to the prince who was striding towards them. Her feelings toward the prince were sour after he had rejected her so many times. She didn't find him appealing or romantic or even sweet (which is saying something for a prince made of gum.) Anyway she was dating Flame Prince now and would only help the Candy-Kingdom for the sake of the citizens and that was final.
"Thanks for slaying that dragon girls!" the prince exclaimed as he walked over to the girls. "To thank you me and peppermint maid made you these" He held
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"Boop Boop Boop Boop" I say as I walk through the strawberry field while waiting for cake to find the "Perfect" strawberry bush I walk along the bushes till I find a bench to sit on, I took off my book bag and took out my journal and started writing.
Love. What is Love....
Yea I know weird subject but cake was telling my about Mono and then she said the word love. And I thought will I ever be in love? or was I ever in love? I mean Prince Gumball I though I loved but I realized it was my teenager kid hormones and I quickly forgot bout ever "Loving" him. I am now 18 and .....old? young what ever yea.
"Bo-", "Hi Marshall" I say knowing the vampire was right behind me. "Wha- How did ya know Fi" I giggle as the stupid vampire stood in front of me now with his bigass I mean BIG umbrella. " There is something called a shadow dumbo, and plus I know you always sneak up on me when I am here" I said while putting my journal in
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“I don’t understand Marceline.” Finn paced agitatedly in her bedroom.
She looked at how tense he looked and how physically agitated he was. She thought of a reassuring way to make him feel better. “She is just a spoiled Princess that likes to play the role of hard to get.”
“But I don’t understand it.” He stopped pacing to look at her, “I’m older now. I can and have protected her, so it’s not like I will ever let anything hurt her. I love her and I can’t help it.”
Marceline flinched on the inside; she did this a lot when Finn professed his love for Bubblegum. It had been years since he had spoken of the Flame Queen, but even when he had it had hurt her. And the sad thing about it was that Finn didn’t really love them…well at least not anymore. He had loved them once, but now he was just holding on to what he knew and what he knew
Side By Side Chp 1-Communication [SEQUEL]This series is a sequel to the series ' Fionna and Cake', and is set three years after.More Like This
Fionna wacked the side of the mixing bowl with her left hand, spluttering as a cloud of flour puffed out of the bowl. She mixed the remainder of the ingredients together, hitting the bowl a few more times to shift the dry powders down, then quickly poured the mixture into the tin, just like how Gumball had showed her.
' That looks brilliant, Fionna. Well done.' Fionna slid the tin into the oven then grinned at the Candy prince.
' See, I told you I could do it.'
' I love listening to you cook.' Fionna cocked her head to the side, looking around the corner to the sofa. Marshall-lee floated languidly above the plushy purple couch, arms crossed behind his head, eyes closed with a serene smile on his face.
'Listening? What does that even mean?' Fionna asked, confused. Marshall-Lee opened one eye and tipped his head back, smiling.
' It means I like hearing the ring I finally managed to get on your
Fionna and Cake Chp29- Can't Keep My Hands Off You' Okay, so all you old regulars will know that those weren't our songs, just a couple of oldies that I changed up a little. This next one is so good I'm not gonna embarrass myself by trying to make it mine. This is 'Beating Hearts baby', a Tribute to Head Automatica!'More Like This
The crowd roared, Fionna being jostled slightly by the Candy people jumping around next to her. She should come to more of Marshall's concerts. This was totally slamacow!
'Baby is this love for real?
Let me in your arms to feel
your beating heart, baby
The beating of your heart, baby!'
Marshall- Lee shot a piercing glance at Fionna, and she froze, listening to the words of the song. He....What?
'You, you want nothing to do with me,
You, you want nothing to do with me
I, I don't know what to do with you
'cause you don't know what you do to me'
Marshall-Lee floated off the stage, drifting high above the crowd. The spotlights glistened off the sweat on his skin, making him look like a negative version of an angel. His eyes w
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"So um...what exactly are we doing?"
Marcie had been following Wendy for hours. In the beginning she was apprehensive about what Wendy wanted her to do, but now she just wanted to get it over with. Whatever it was had to be more exciting than this.
"Shush!" Wendy whispered harshly "We're almost there"
"Ugh" Marceline groaned from behind her "You've been saying that for hours! I'm tired of walking."
"Then why don't you just fly?" Wendy spun around and gave her an inquisitive look.
"Um? I don't know. Death said I couldn't anymore."
"What?" Wendy burst out laughing "That's the most ridiculous thing I've ever heard!"
"Well it's true!" Marceline glared at her. She didn't like being laughed at.
"You're a freaking vampire!"
"Yeah in life I was, now I'm a ghost"
"So how come I can fly?" Wendy smirked
"I don't know, maybe cause you were already dead before you got here?"
"So were you, otherwise you wouldn't be in the Dead World"
"Argh!" Marceline stomped angrily; turnin