I was once a hero. "Finn, the Champion of Ooo. "Slayer of Thousands, Savior of Millions." "Protector of Peace.", "Bubblegum's #1 Assistant". Yeah, I used to be a hero. Now, I am "Unstable." "Finn, the Rogue." "The Fallen Hero." "PB's Greatest Failure." That is how everyone saw me after The Conversion. Well... not everyone.

I took a break from my thoughts to look over at Simone. She sat at her section of the round table. However, instead of listening to Bonnibel drone on about the progress of the Parallel Citizens, she was making miniature snowmen on the table.

'What I give to be you right now, my liege.'

She reminded me of a child at times. Sweet, innocent, and oblivious to the reality that is the world around us.

'Once again you amaze me with how you can make any depressing thought disappear with your presence.'

I returned my attention to the princess. I must keep myself focused on the matters discussed. "Bonnie" has a history of trying the Ice Kingdom.

"Finn? The Ice Kingdom has the floor. Would you like to speak on behalf of your territory?"

'Don't worry, you'll see in a few minutes.'

"Only if my Queen will allow it." I give a bow, as I await her judgement.

My voice brought her back to the conference. She pauses for a moment, as if she was paying attention the entire time.

"Sure. You are more than capable to handle this. Just make sure to stay professional."

I wince a little on the inside.

I won't fail this time My Love.

"Yes, your Highness."

I make my way toward the podium. I walk pass Marcy, who gives me a thumbs up.

"Finn." I have the displeasure of conversing with Princess.

"Bonnibel."

"You're handsome as always." She places her hands on my shoulders. I gently move her hand away from them, but it takes a lot for me not to break her wrist. Luckily, Simone is enough.

"Well, I manage."

"I don't know how, when you live in that peasant village you called a kingdom."

'Here we go again.'

"It's not all that bad. We do have our moments but what nation doesn't?"

"While that's a fair point, your "moments" happen more often than most nations do. I just don't see why you just come and live with me in my palace."

"Well, I have my reasons."

"Such as?"

"I have standards that wouldn't even sink that low."

An uproar of comments comes from the crowd of officers and officials. But she ignores it and pushed forward. She is difficult to work with.

"I'm glad to see that your sense of humor hasn't left you. Your Queen own palaces don't even meet the standards that she set herself."

Even more uproar. It ticks me off getting into it with her, but I can't stand her smug attitude. I looked down at her and respond.

"Well, at least our citizens can adapt to change."

The uproar grows louder. However, this entire time, Simone's voice has not once spoke. I can feel her gaze on me.

"It's easy to adapt when you're not even REAL!"

They grow even louder.

"And those Artificially Flavored Fools you call people are?"

"Well, I don't see you helping me make some."

Silence enveloped the room. Tension radiated from us. Her watery eyes held disdain. She was fighting, but Grod be damned if it wasn't enjoyable to see her squirm. Bonnie never was the one to take disrespect lightly. If I was anyone else...
The nerve of this woman. She has major issues. To say something like that in front of the queen.

"I'm not having this conversation with you. Not Here. Especially Not Now!"

"Then where Finn?! When can we actually talk and not have a screaming match?"

"Stop it! Stop it right now! How dare you try this in front of her Highness?"

She spat in her direction.

"Fuck your Queen. She can go to Hell and Freeze over for all I care."

"Go sit down, Princess. Go before I do something I will not regret."

"After swearing your allegiance to that hag, what is left to regret?"

My rage caused the room temperature to drop rapidly. I wanted nothing more than to encase her in dry ice and break her in two. My Queen's gaze intensified. I look over at her, preparing for that angry expression on her face. But I saw something worst, disappointment. I began to realize that I am embarrassing, not just our nation, her as well. I wanted to cry right then. I return my glare to Princess.

"Look what you made me do."

She gives me a very pleased smirk. "Well, it's your fault. You should have joined me when I asked. Instead of being a "Knighted Prince" in that frozen wasteland you call a Kingdom. You could have become a king, with me as your wife."

"Get it through your thick skull, Bonnie. Even if Hell froze over, and I lose everything I know and love. I would rather have LSP as a Wife, than know you."

The council suddenly became lively again.

"Now, please leave so I may give my concerns to the more mature members of the Board."

Her pink skin becomes a deeper shade at that little comment. Her fist clenching was a satisfying sight to see. I'm glad to see that she has nothing more to say. She walks past me, turns her head slightly to give a glare that will cause most men to coward. I am not most men.

I took a couple seconds to calm down, turn towards the audience of the room.

"Women, life's greatest poison, am I right guys of the room?"

All the men begin to laugh loudly at my little joke, only to have each of their female counterpart slap them upside the head. A toothy grin plastered over his face.

"Point proven." Marshall is the only one who was un-phased by his partner attack and wanted to continue the joke.

"Alright, but seriously, let's talk business. My name is Finn, and by the power of the Ice Queen of the Ice Kingdom, I speak on behalf of my nation. Does the council understand and agree to these terms? As usual, it will be decided by majority vote, excluding the Ruler and Representative of said nation."

"Slime Nation Agrees."

"Nightosphere Agrees, by only because you made us laugh today Finny-boy." Marcy giggles at the event beforehand.

"Glad to be able to entertain yall today."

"Now you're just brown-nosing." Marshall grin never left him.

"Heh. If it wasn't for the fact that we're at a very important meeting today, I take both of you on right now."

"Ha. Anytime."

"Whatever, Lumpy Space has given up their vote on the grounds they refused to come after hearing that there wasn't any free food. What a surprise."

Well, at least they're not as bad as Princess.

"Wizard Kingdom, where do you stand?"

"We agree to the terms."

"Okay the only kingdom left is, the Candy Kingdom."

All eyes shift from me to the two candy twins.

"Bon-Bon, we have to answer." Ben said. He spoke careful, and with the way his voice slightly faltered, he didn't want to further aggravate her.

She looked up at me with a childish pout. I return with a nonchalant smile and wave.

"You already know my answer."

"I only count it if you directly express your agreement or disagreement to the terms, after it has been agreed upon by both rulers and representatives."

She suddenly stoods up from her seat and place her palms on the table.

"Fine! I say that the Candy Kingdom disagrees with these terms!"

Gumball remained silent. Marceline facepalmed while Marshall stifled a few laughs

"*sigh* Is this agreed upon by you as well, Ben?"

He looked nervously at his nation's ruler. She returns a menacing glare toward him. I saw him physically jump when they made eye contact. He looks down, and away, from his counterpart.

"I-I will not say any against the vote, Finn. My apologies."

"It's alright man. I can tell you didn't have a choice. Well, that's three against one. The "ayes have it. Well, now that's out of the way let's get started."

...

After an hour of discussing treaties, support system between alliances, and the ever annoying invasion of privacy by the Cunt-I mean Candy Kingdom, I closed my time, and the meeting was scheduled to continue for another hour.

Well, at least I can spend an hour of silent with her majesty-

My phone starts vibrating in my cyan blazer.

I look to the left to see Slime Queen doodling. Over to my right is Marcy and Marshall on their phone texting. I figure it's probably something funny one of them sent as I open my inbox.

I'm sorry. -PB

I was right. It was just a joke. I place my phone back in my shirt pocket. I glance at her, still trying to figure out how she got my number. Had to change it twelve different times.

She gave a shameful look towards me. Even added a cute little hand wave.

Like that was going to work on me, Princess.

*vibrates*

*sigh*

Please, just talk to me. -PB

No. We're at a meeting. You need to start paying attention (-_-) -F

Like you care about the welfare of cats in the Cat Kingdom (OuO) -PB

It's better than having to talk to you. -F

Please. I just want to apologize. -PB

Then why can't you do it in person? -F

Because, I... -PB

I'm about to block your number. -F

I DON'T WANT TO CRY IN FRONT OF EVERYONE OKAY?! (~n~) -PB

I look over at her. Damn her eyes.

Fine. I'm getting up first. You wait for me to text you then we will meet up. -F

Okay. Thx. -PB

Whatever -F

I stand up from my chair and head out the door. Taking one last glance at Simone, I leave. I begin my trip through Princess's castle. Old place never changes every time I come back.

'Why did I come? Oh, right. For Simone.'

*vibrates*

'Just when I forgot my worries.'

Can we meet up in my private chambers? -PB

I thought I was supposed to message you when I was ready. And Why? -F

I'm sorry. I got nervous. And to answer the second question I feel more comfortable doing it in there. -PB

Fine. Let's get this over with already. -F

Yes, let's. Do you still remember the way? -PB

Unfortunately. -F

Well, I'll meet you there. -PB

'Why Grod? Why me?'

I finish my trip up the staircase and enter her room. I decide to take seat on her queen-sized bed.

I instantly begin to melt in comfort from the feel of the mattress. It's like sleep on cotton candy. I draw the same scent from the pillows. Say what I will about the princess, she does know how create a comfortable atmosphere.

"*a-hem*"

'Fuck Me!'

"What was-"

"Nothing!"

"It looked like you were smell my-"

"Drop It!"

That smirk returned.

"Oh, how long has it been?" She struts towards me.

"How long as what been, Princess?"

She sat next to me and start spooning me.

"Since we had a nice moment together. No screaming, arguing. When it was just us, and no one else. We used to be inseparable. "

I as much as I want to push her to the ground, I let her do her thing. Plus, I like to see where she's going with this.

"Now, when we are together, It's the Great War all over again."

"Well, things changed. What can we do?"

"We can try mending our broken ties." Her hands trail down my body. I jerk her away.

"Princess, this isn't professional."

"My name is not Princess, it's Bonnibel. Why can't ever call me by my name? Do I mean so little to you that you can't stand uttering my name from your lips?"

I stood up from the bed and position myself in front of her. I took a deep breath and begin.

"Well, you're not wrong."

"W-what?"

"You're right. Before we use to be the classic characters in any situation. Whether I was rescuing you, or you were rescuing me. We had each other's back. I used to be head over heels for you. Hell, I'll admitted I straight up loved you Princess. You were all that I could think about, but now. After the things I seen, said, and heard about you, I lost all respect for you as a person. The fact I only call you Princess is because I somewhat respect your alternate , self, and since you "co-rule" together, I'll give respect where it's due. But, every time I see you, I want to freeze your lungs , and watch you choke. I'm sorry, but after what you tried to do to, not only me, this world, I can't see myself looking at you with nothing but hatred."

She lunged at me. She somehow pins me to the ground with a surprising strength. She looks like she was walking the border of raging.

"I'm sorry okay?! I constantly apologize for my actions all those years ago, but you still refuse to acknowledge my love!! Dammit, you know how many nights I wasted trying and crying for the chance to fix my wrongs. I lost too Finn, I lost Lady that Day and it was my fault. You're only one I have left from the past. Marcy doesn't even come around anymore! It's just me and my demons. You're the only things that real in my life, and I don't want to lose you too."

I shove her away from me.

Now my suits all scuffed up.

"You Already Have."

I turn towards the door.

"Is this what Jake would have wanted?"

*CRAAAAAAAAAAAAAASSSSSSH*

I turn around towards her.

"You're right again, Bonnie. This isn't what he would have wanted."

I stand her on her feet and cupped her cheek. She starts blushing madly. "If he was here, he'd want us to love each other, marry, and live a long life together. Just you and me, my sweet Princess."

*SMACK*

She sits on her knees, holding her face, staring at my extended left arm.

"But he isn't here. So, it's my choice to make. Never speak of his name again, or I'll beat you within an inch of your life."

"If this is the only way you care what I say, the only way you acknowledge me, the only way you touch me, then so be it. I know you wouldn't kill me. Even though you just struck me to the ground, I'm still in love with you. I see this as finally getting you to talk to me."

A light blush crosses her cheeks. Eyes dazing.

"You're sick, Princess."

"Maybe. But it's better than being dead to you."

"The meet is about to close in 10 minutes. We must head back. Pick yourself up."

"Yes sire." Her voice was void of the pride she had a few moments ago.

I looked at her with pure shock.

"Don't do that. You are a Princess, at least have some respect for yourself."

"I can't. Not until you have some for me."

"I'm leaving."

"May I ask one more thing of you."

"What woman-"

Her sweet lips encased my own. Her bittersweet tears fall down her face. I grab hold of her arms, trying to ignore her taste, the lustful poison. Taste like fine wine, but about as good as frog urine. I now realize that I have her pin to her bed, but I let her draw me closer. My sense finally returned to me.

"*Spit* You vile, bitch."

I cocked my left fist back, preparing to strike her. She looked away but doesn't flinch.

"GRRR!"

I began to beat her pillows. I won't let her get the satisfaction.

I won't let you get the better of me. I'll deny you of my touch. Even if it's one pure rage.

"Arggh!"

"Finn. You're missing."

"Shut Up! I know what I'm doing, you broad."

"I-I'm sorry."

"That's right! Your nothing but a sorry, excuse of a princess! You love having control over the things that you like! But once you lose it, you can't stand letting it leave. You constantly hold on to nothing, while trying to have something. If someone else has it, you go crazy! Harassment! Threats! Declarations of war! all crime you committed against my queen! You're just an immature brat with power! I swear if she would let me, I'd kill you in your own bed! Now, for the final time, LEAVE MY QUEEN, MY NATION, AND MYSELF THE HELL ALONE!!!"

"*Sobbing*"

"NO! Stop that! You're not getting out of this! And Damn it, look at me when I'm speaking to you!"

She obeyed without question.

"I can't stand you. Pretending that you are innocent anymore. I will never love you. Not this lifetime or the next."

"Your wrong, Finn. To treat me like this but I don't care. I know this isn't you. The real you. The one I use to know all does years ago. This all her doing. That damnable Ice Queen. I swear when I find a way to cure you, I'll gladly have you with open arms."

"You got one thing right. It is because of her that I'm like this. I now see you for what you really are. I was blind, but now I see. Thanks to her, I'm no longer lost, because she found me. I love Simone as my lover, but also as a person, thousand times over."

With that, I made my leave, heading to the exit. Wanting nothing more than to see the queen. I felt her eyes stare at me right now, but I refused to give anymore of my patience.