Tension is in the air as Fionna's life could very well be in genuine danger due to the fire spreading to her hair. Cake tries to translate to the Flame Prince that Fire can hurt Fionna.
Cake: <Why did you do that?!>
Flame Prince: <I'm trying to help, why is she crying like that?>
Cake: <FIRE HURTS THINGS THAT AREN'T FIRE!>
Flame Prince: <...hurts?>
Cake jumps down to try help Fionna by trying to put out the fire.
Cake: Lemme slap the fire offa you!
Fionna: CAKE, NO!
Fionna's mind is becoming panicked and distraught as the thoughts of what she is trying to protect overwhelm her.
Fionna: 'I can't put the fire out in my hair or it'll hurt the little fire booger... and the only reason I have this much hair is because Cake loves to play with it... and the reason why Ice Queen got ahold of my hair is because I didn't want to lose this wand Gumball gave me. All the things that I'm trying to keep precious to me are going to kill me.'
Meanwhile (Y/N)'s continuous attempts to break the ice or even melt it with heat generation aren't proving to be quick enough as seconds are becoming moments.
A.I: [Maximum power and Hysterical Strength Unavailable<->Arctic Temperatures Restricting Motion.]
(Y/N): Come on dammit!! ......Fuck... A.I, I need you to do me a favor...
A.I: [Hosts Request Understood-Highest Chance of Comrades Survival<=> Will Lead to Hosts Highest Risk of Fatality.]
(Y/N): 'Fionna...Cake... Forgive me...' Do it. And from this point forward you aren't just A.I., Your Callsign is SECOND.
SECOND: [Callsign Registered-Initiating Host Request]
(Y/N): SECOND, if I don't survive, Thank You for everything...
SECOND: [...Gratitude Acknowledged...->Will Ensure Allies Survival]
From (Y/N) it appears as if the suit is becoming semi-fluid and pulling itself from (Y/N)'s skin as (Y/N) lets out a guttural scream, eyes becoming bloodshot and heart pounding loudly.
Fionna goes to cut her hair with her sword, but is stopped when the suit appears and grabs her arm.
Fionna: (Y/N)!
SECOND: [Negative. I am Semiautonomous Enhanced Combat Ops: Neuro-integration Delivery AI<->New Callsign, SECOND]
Fionna: Then where's—
SECOND: [My Host... My directive given to me<=>To save you both] [Heat Generation<->Modified to Fire Containment]
SECOND then morphs it's arm into the Incinerator and manages to reverse the charge as the fire surrounding them is sucked into the Incinerator.
Fionna: Thanks! But what about (Y/...N)...
Fionna turns to see (Y/N) who is still in the Ice Hands grasp but is unmoving with a smile.
Cake: Oh...Honey, no...
Tears fall from Fionna's eyes as she pulls a rope from her pack and SECOND uses the fire stored in the Incinerator to light the rope on fire as Fionna whips the rope to tie Ice Queen.
Fionna: W-WHY, WHY ARE YOU DOING ALL THESE AWFUL THINGS TO ME ICE QUEEN? WHY DO YOU HATE ME SO MUCH?!
Ice Queen: Haha... Hate you?
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Adventure Time x Male Reader {Post Apocalyptic Soldier}
FanfictionBefore time existed, there was nothing and before there was nothing, there were monsters. Before my birth, a child was chosen, a soldier, trained to wear an armor that was designed to protect him, with the main purpose of preserving him in preparat...
