In a land far far far far away from ooo. IN MY MIND CASTLE OF FICTION! I! ICE QUEEN! HAVE WRITTEN THE BEST FAN FICTION, KNOWN TO EVERYONE IN OOO! and my prnguis.
The cold icy winds blow through the window of Ice queens ice palace. The penguins flocked around her, as she opened a book that was neatly placed in her lap. She was sitting on a throne carved from ice, it seemingly resembled prince Gumballs throne. The quaking of the penguins became more intense before the blue skinned queen clapped her hands, ceasing their angered noise. "My dear lovely's, I have finally finished chapter one of my new story!" Ice queens smiled excitedly. "quack quack." "No Rocks-berry it is not fan fiction it is a complicated narrative based on an already existing story line." Ice queen scoffed, flipped her hair in disgust. "quack quack." another penguin spoke up, interrupting Ice queens disgusted hair flip. "NO! It Isn't wrong for me to write about Fiona in my story, it is completely fine. i bet if she were here she would love to be in it." Ice queen took a deep breath. "will you all just let me tell my story?" The penguins looked at each other, looked back and ice queen, and shook their heads no. "WELL TOO BAD!" ice queen yelled, opening her book and preparing to tell her tale. "ahem."
Fiona stood in a fighting stance in front of the tree house, gripping her black handled sword with both hands tightly.
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She took a deep breath before screaming. "THROW IT FINN!" She exclaimed in excitement, as her brother, finn threw an apple straight at her. Fiona swung her scratched golden sword at the apple, slicing it in half. She dragged her forearm against her forehead, getting rid of any sweat from the hot sun. "Great throw bro." Fiona spoke in amusement. "Great swinging sis." Finn replied, picking up one half of the sliced apple and biting into it. "hmm, tasted nice." Finn gave a thumbs up. "didn't you hate apples? You only liked it in apple pies from mister stump trunk." Fiona tilted her head in curiosity, pondering why her brother was always so inconsistent. "Fire prince put a burning spell on this apple, turns out apples taste pretty nice crispy." Finn giggled, biting into the apple once again. Fiona tried not to laugh. "Dude you let your boyfriend put his stove hands on my slicing fruit?" "First of all, you calling his hands that make it sound weird. Second, I did it to make the apple taste good." Finn pouted, rolling his eyes, before his bag begun to ring. "Whats that?" Fiona asked. "Oh, my bag phone." Finn responded, swinging his bag sleeve from around one shoulder and swinging it in front of him. He opened the bag and pulled a rotary phone handle to his ear. "Hello? mhm?...mhm..." Finn nodded his head to the person on the other line. Suddenly his nods became sorrowful stillness. "Oh barfs...We'll be right over!" Finn hung up, turning to his sister, who was clearly confused. "Who was it?" Fiona queried. "Gumball! he said it's an emergency!" Finn put his bag back on. Fiona and Finn nodded at each other, already on their way to the candy kingdom.
