Simon x Winter King nsfw

Our first night together

Lets just pretend that FIonna never kissed Winter King and hez alive. kewl?

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    He had to break the rules for me to have this. It took a lot of convincing. I held the tv remote in my hand. Prismo said it could look like anything I wanted so I choose a remote.  Honestly, I was kind of tired of magikal artifacts and I didn't want anything to do with them. I mean, this was a magikal artifact but at least it didn't look like one.

  I wanted the power to travel to different worlds. After the journey I had, I wanted to be able to go back and say hi or whatever. I dunno. I guess I just want friends. Or not to lose them. I'm tired of losing people. Are they even my friends? idfk

  It was simple: press play to open portals and pause to close. The rest of the buttons were useless. All I had to do was think of where I wanted to go.

I took a breath and hit play. Stepping through the portal, I realized I was in the Winter King's dinning room. He was at the the head of the table eating with only one other person: ice Marcy. "um, hey. Sorry for, uh, interrupting dinner, um, I wanted to say hi. soooooo hi", globdamnit. Why am I so awkward????

  Winter King jolted from surprise for a second but quickly stood to welcome me for a huge embrace, which I never wanted but it would be even more awkward if I just stood there. So I just kind of patted his back. How normal.

  At the clap of his hands, some small people entered carrying in an extra plate of food for me. I thanked them and sat down next to Winter and across from Marcy. The food was hot and it looked delicious. "How ever did you return here, Simon?", Winter asked, smiling while helping Marcy cut her meat. I explained my wish Prismo granted and that I simply wanted to pay him a visit, not meaning to interrupt dinner and eat his food. 

" It's more that alright, good friend! I never turn down company. I must go for a bit, but I'll be right back. It's nearing Marcy's bed time.", he said and he left. Marcy frowned and replied saying she didn't want to brush her teeth. Still, she followed Simon, holding his hand, to her bedroom.

I couldn't take my eyes off her. Her existence gave me chills, and I knew it was more than just the cold of the winter kingdom. Why was she made of ice here? Is she really alive? Every other ice person seems to be. But why is she a kid? My Marcy is an 1000 year old teenager. It didn't make sense. A growing suspicion and worry came over me. I shook it off. She's not why I'm here. I'm here to thank Winter for his help and maybe make a friend or something. I don't know. I'm just tired of being alone all the time. Even when I was Ice King, I always felt so alone . . .

  Shit. I'm doing it again. The moment I'm alone I get all weird and shit. It's hard not to be though. I'm sitting alone in Winter's icy dining room and eating his food. This is a strange situation for sure. Maybe I should leave.

  Not without eating though. I admit I wasn't really that hungry but this food was scrumptious. I can't leave a full plate of food on the table.

 A moment later, the door opened and Winter walked in. I wasn't sure what to say from here. "Enjoying the food?"

I nodded. I looked away, wondering if I was making too much eye contact. The silence was growing and things were getting awkward again. "Simon, if I may be frank, why are you here?" Well that certainly was frank. Why was I here?

"I wanted to thank you and, uh, also welcome you to my place if you ever wanted to visit. um, I should probably leave. sorry.", I answered, shocked at myself that I invited an alternate version of myself to my universe. I don't have a palace! Winter ushered himself forward immediately and held my arm, "DOn't go!" He kind half yelled. It's comforting to know we're both awkward. Although me more so than him.