Such A Silly Girl (closed)

[Eazy]

(closed for Fauxy and myself)

The icy terrain of the Ice Queen's domain wasn't exactly one which saw too many visitors. A few penguins here. A couple of polar bears there. The occasional kidnapped Prince. The later of which were perhaps the ones that stood out the most when they occurred. In particular when their natural complexion and general manner of clothing was such a stark contrast toward the white and icy blue norm which made up the natural coloring scheme of such a chilly location. A particular brush of cool air came from outside of the Ice Queen's bedroom, flowing soothingly through the air, before brushing its cold embrace across the sleeping face a certain Prince.

Prince Gumball's eyes slowly flickered open as his body shivered slightly; taking a moment to let his groggy eyes adjust to their surroundings while immediately being assaulted by the dull throb to the side of his head. "Ohh... What happened?" He groaned out, gazing upward and taking some notice of the weight on his chest as a pair of beady little eyes stared down at him - promptly stirring him to being wide awake as he shouted in fright, "AHH!"

"WENK!" Was the only response the small, dark feathered animal could give before leaping off of the bound Prince's clothed chest and rushing out toward the nearby doorway.

Coming down off of his initial startle, PG blinked a few times as he glanced around at his icy surroundings, "Penguins? Ice?" Quickly putting the pieces together, the Prince quickly remembered what had happened prior to his rude awakening as his expression turned from confusion into frustration, ".....oh glob."

Any attempts at getting off of the bed seemed in vain, as Gumball quickly took note of the icy binds around his feet and hands which kept him melded to the already cold (albeit suitably queen sized) bed of ice. His own clothing and the lone sheet of blanket beneath him were the only warmth to be found at the moment, as the Prince soon heard voices coming from outside of the doorway the penguin had vanished through.

"I told you; find your own man!" Came the familiar, shrill voice of the Ice Queen as she angrily addressed the penguin.

"Wenk! Wenk!"

"Don't you take that tone of voice with me." The female voice scolded.

"Wenk."

With that exchange finished, it wasn't long until the Prince could hear the sound of footsteps nearing the doorway. Expectedly, the by now long familiar image of the Ice Queen made its appearance, as PG furrowed his brow slightly while attempting in vain to break his binds.

"Ah, so you're finally awake!" She let out in delight, quickly moving closer toward the foot of the bed while noting, "I was a little worried after that bump to your head."

"Which you caused." The Prince was quick at noting; remembering now how she had literally crashed into his room whilst in the middle of one of his experiments.

"I did no such thing! You slipped on your own!" She quickly defended with a note of indignation.

"On ice YOU created!" He even more quickly noted.

"Well you shouldn't have been running!"

"I was running from YOU!"

Before the heated exchange could carry on any longer, the Ice Queen's by now hardened features quickly softened again as she suggested with a carefree tone, "Oh, Gumball, why must we fight? That's no way to start off our new marriage."

"Marriage?!" The Prince blurted out; his eyes wide and the pink of his face nearly growing pale for a moment.

Capriciously, the Queen spoke with a hint of regret as she amended her previous statement, "Well, not legally, no." Not taking note of 'her' Gumball taking a slight breath of relief, the Ice Queen gave a strangely menacing smile as she quickly added, "But that'll soon change... after SOMEBODY learns how to memorize their lines!!"

Directing that last bit toward the open doorway, the pair were greeted by the sight of Gunter dressed in priest robes with a small book under one wing and a matching hat on their head

"Wenk?"

Letting out an annoyed sound, the Ice Queen assured her minion, "Of course it counts if I make you a priest! I'm a Queen. I can do whatever I want. Now scoot. Mommy's busy."

"Wenk Wenk!" Blurted the penguin as the Queen suddenly aimed a hand in its direction and, with a display of her magic, blasted out a stream of ice which covered the door just as he/she barely managed to slip out of the room.

Returning her undivided attention toward the captured Prince, a strangely disturbing little smile spread across the Ice Queen's features as she started toward the side of the bed, "Now then. I think it's about time we got this marriage off on the right start, wouldn't you agree?"

"....What are you doing?" The young ruler of the Candy Kingdom took a moment for the Queen's words to dawn on him, but they quickly came to light as she ran her icy fingers suggestively along his inner thigh. "W-Wait! But we're not married yet!" He attempted to reason, panic settling in at the notion of being taken by perhaps the biggest weirdo in all of Ooo.

"Ohhh, Gummy-kins, why get caught up in such details?" She casually dismissed, before suddenly leaping onto the icy bed and straddling herself over his lap. Their respective clothing was all which stood between them as the Queen's lower body began to press down and rub against the slight bulge of the Prince's groin; leaning down slightly and then tapping a cool finger upon Gumball's nose while assuring, "Don't worry. I'll be gentle."

Not surprisingly, this promise did little for soothing the Prince's near panic as he watched with increasing concern while the Ice Queen started to pull the upper portion of her dress down over each shoulder. Struggling in vain at breaking those icy bonds, PG could do little else then let out a sudden cry of "HELP!!!" in the desperate hope of it not falling on deaf ears.

 

[Faux_Pas]

"Cake? Ca-ake..."

A snickering giggle from above was enough to ruin the size changing feline's hiding place, Fionna smirking as she stepped up to the trunk of the oddly colored tree in tan and cream hues, jabbing it gently with her crystal sword. "That is like your worst try yet! You don't pick trees and try to be a tree! That's totally cheating! You don't see me doing that..."

The so-called tree gave a huff and a grunt, the two smaller saplings 'it' had been holding now falling to the ground as the cat reverted to its bitmap size, a jab of her own given to Fionna's side. "You don't do it cuz you can't! HA! Got ya beat there, baby!"

A giggle of her own left Fionna's lips, shaking her head and sliding the falling blonde stands back beneath her bunny hat. "So totally cheating. Cheaty McCheatCheat." The growl that came from Cake at the continued harassment made Fionna's smile grow, bending now to poke her with each added chant of the words. "Cake is a cheat! A funky, chunky cheat! Always gonna smell, like the Ice Queen's nasty feet!"

"DON'T YOU BE COMPARIN' ME TO THOSE WART COVERED TOOTSIES!," Cake bellowed angrily, a frizzing tail growing behind her as she pounced her human companion. "I'll give you NASTY, Girl-!"

"Catfight!" Fionna shrieked in laughter, clutching into the growing feline and continuing to wrestle across the field before their treehouse. "Owwww! Cake! Don't bite there-! Just because you don't have any..!"

A snaking black cloud in the sky poured down from above, the changing darkness bringing an abrupt halt on Cake's part to stare at the two tone unicorn that stood before them. Fionna, however, seemed to take little notice, continuing to tug on the cat's tail. "Just because you're boyfriend shows up, doesn't mean we're DONE with this!"

The unicorn gave a hard puff of breath, shaking his head and choosing his throat, a pleading look to his features as he gazed at the two. "그녀는 그녀의 왕 내 어린 왕자 그 훔친..." He blurted quickly, turning to gesture off to the ice kingdom. "Cake...."

"Wooooah, hold up now, Fi- Chromie's-" the cat started, yowling in pain as Fionna's teeth caught down onto her tail. A quick smack back of the wounded fur and flesh collided with the human's nose, Cake grabbing the girl's hat by an ear and forcing her to watch Monochromicorn's gesture. "The Ice Queen stole Gumball again, you idiot! Pay attention! And I thought we just said no biting!?"

"Wait, what?" Back to her feet, her sword in hand once again, Fionna gave another look to the unicorn with a frown. "Again? What is it with her?! Uugh... Why can't she just... Like, have a thing for LSP or something...."

"Honey, ain't no one havin' a thing for that nutjob...," Cake muttered under her breath, only to draw a quick deep breath and increasing her size once again. Flicking her tail down and around to fetch her human companion and placing her upon her back, she gave a nod to Lord Monochromicorn. "You get back to the castle. We'll bring him home for ya, no problem."

"And I'll leave the Ice Queen a few good reminders on why she needs to leave off the princes!," Fionna added, a soured look upon her face.

"Shouldn't mess with her Gumball...," Cake agreed softly, smirking. "Still got that crush and all on him-"

"SHUT UP, CAKE!" An over abundant handful of fur was taken up then, Fionna giving it a sharp yank. So maybe there was a teeny tiny crush on the Prince... That she had since, well... Forever... But it was certainly no reason to go telling everyone about it! "Let's just go kick her kabooty and get PG, okay?!"

Cake simply giggled again, setting into a sprint across the fields. "We're comin' for ya, Gumball!," she bellowed as she ran, glancing up as Fionna made a noise. "What's that now?"

"You honestly think he can hear you?"

"I don't! Felt a hero thing to yell.... MISS HERO!"

"Oh yeah..." Fionna frowned, then stood up a bit on Cake's back, sword raised high and a hand cupped against the side of her lips. "I'M COMING FOR YOU, GUMBALL!"

"Oh, sure, I say we..."

 

[Eazy]

The bound Prince would yell out a second time, only to find himself abruptly silenced from a third attempt as the Ice Queen placed a cool finger upon his lips, "Oh, Gumball. Why must we continue to play such games? We both know that you've only been playing at hard to get."

Blinking a bit while staring up at her, PG quickly jerked his head away of her finger before noting with a much sterner glare, "Trust me, Ice Queen. There was no 'playing' about it." Indeed, none of the Prince's of Ooo had truly shown even the remote interest in being her King. The woman was certified insane - even by the often bizarre standards of the world they lived within - with Prince Gumball often finding himself to be the focus of her insane attempts at finding a husband.

Remaining as certain as ever, the Queen gave a widening, seemingly knowing smirk at his dismissal, "Ohh? Then how do you explain this?" With that, the icy female reached a hand down under her skirt, until her slender fingers found their way to the forming bulge hidden beneath the Prince's clothing.

"Ngh! Stop that!" Gumball quickly ordered, as his already pinkish complexion grew a slight shade of red while she continued to grope and fondle at his budding arousal. Stammering a bit to find his composure as she rubbed insistently at the male's groin, PG attempted to respond with a clinical and scientific explanation, "It's... It's a perfectly natural physical response toward any continuous stimulation upon one's erogenous zones."

Seemingly not dissuaded in the least by any attempt of logic, the Ice Queen let out a delighted little noise while smiling down at her Prince, "Mmm. I love it when you talk dirty."

"HOW WAS THAT DIRT-MPH!!" The captive Gumball started to complain, only to find his mouth frozen over with a small ice blast in the midst of his indignant fueled response.

"But enough talk, my dearest Gumball. It's time for action!" The Ice Queen exclaimed as she allowed her fingers to play a little longer at his increasingly growing arousal, while her upper body lowered to rest upon him further.

Her ample breasts were pressed against his chest as the wide eyed Prince attempted through muffled noises to protest such treatment. Unfortunately, when the Ice Queen had frozen his mouth shut, she had done so while his jaw was flapping in mid-sentence. As such, the clear ice gave the rather loopy Queen a clear view of his partially opened mouth - allowing her a chance to lean down for an 'open mouth' smooch. Thankfully, the hard layer of ice would prevent any flesh-to-flesh contact, but the effect of the (ironically) heated indirect kiss was enough to make Gumball perspire with mounting uneasiness.

After a few minutes of their continued icy embrace, the Ice Queen would sit back up, giving a parting squeeze to the increasingly aroused nether region of her Prince before moving those slender fingers to grasp and yank up his shirt with enough force to nearly rip the material. "Ohhh. I see you've been working on your pecs, my Prince." She noted with an excited chuckle as her cool fingers began to feel along the exposed pink flesh of the Candy Kingdom ruler. PG's nostrils flared at the sudden intake of breath as her cool nails raked teasingly along the slender abdominal area of his exposed upper body; finding the cool touch to be surprisingly arousing as his body began to further betray itself.

"Hmm. Did I find another of your eroge-what zones?" She noted with a knowing smile while starting to gyrate her hips along the now fully erect appendage straining within the confines of Gumball pants.

"NGH!!!" Was about the only thing the Prince could hope to muster out, as small beads of sweat managed to form on his forehead despite the amount of ice binding the male in place. The Ice Queen had hit too many of his sweet spots, as her fingers took some time to tease their cool embrace along his hardened nipples before trailing lower until finding the waistband of his lower clothing. It didn't take a genius to know where this was going next, as the Queen finally slipped a hand beneath the material to grasp her cool fingers around his comparatively heated arousal.

"And now.... for the main course...." She promised with an excited smile, before sliding her body downward until she was off of his lap and straddling at his legs enough to press her partially exposed breasts into the throbbing bulge of his Prince's pants. Gumball could do little else than crane his head upward enough to gaze down in desperation as the Ice Queen tugged down the front of her top enough to finally let her ample breasts spill out; simultaneously yanking his pants enough to let her draw out the Prince's throbbing length.

"I wonder if you're cherry flavored?" She spoke with some sincerity to her madness as she looked down at the Prince's crown and gave a small lick of her lips in anticipation. The entire situation was getting to be a bit much for the captive Prince, whom was currently incapable of doing anything else than let out another muffled shout of protest even as the Ice Queen ignored the noise while wrapping her breasts around the length and lowering her parted lips toward that swollen tip.

 

[Faux_Pas]

"Keep moving, Cake! Who knows what that weirdo is doing to Gumball!," Fionna shouted, holding tightly to the enlarged feline's fur as she ran across the open Meadows of Ooo. Drawing her crystal sword as the Ice Queen's castle came into view, her features tightened slightly as she started to raise up from her seated position. "If she's hurt one pink hair on his head, I swear I'll... I'll..."

"Honey, I think you've got your thoughts on the wrong hemisphere of that boy...," Cake started hesitantly, her own ears perking quickly as the sound of the psychotic queen's voice echoing out and the muffled howls of the prince. A yowl of her own came with that, the cat's paws moving even faster against the ground. "Gonna throw ya, Fi-!"

"WHAT?! CAKE, NO-!"

Too late.
Her paws dug into the ground, Fionna flung from the cat's back towards the open window of the queen's frozen fortress. Cringing, hoping desperately that the feline's love of chasing stuffed mice into walls hadn't completely killed her aim, Fionna closed her eyes as she tumbled through the opening. Rolling across the floor, her sword was quickly raised back up in front of her, her eyes narrowing as she glared about. "Alright, Ice Queen! Let him go before- uh?"

Empty room.
Well, at least Cake got her in without breaking her skull open. That was a plus.

Putting the sword away, she instead chose to simply wander the cold halls, pushing open doors randomly. "Ice Queen? PG? Hey... Uh... Anyone?"

A little penguin greeted her upon opening the next door, simply standing there, a push pop in it's hand. Flipper. Thing. Fionna simply cocked a brow, the penguin staring at her before slowly licking it's treat.

"Gunter. Where's Ice Queen?"

"Wenk."

"Uhhhuh. And PG?"

"Wenk wenk wenk."

"...I really wish I knew what you were saying."

Another lick, then a stabbing motion of its free flipper up the staircase outside the door before waddling off the other way, still happily enjoying its treat. Fionna watched blankly as it wandered off, still confused on that, but took the penguin's advice.

Up the steps, 3 at a time. Fast, fast, go.
Another muffled howl. Gumball!

Fionna shrieked herself at that, following the sound to burst through the ornate door at the top of the stairs. "Stop torturing him, you fr-"

She stopped in an abrupt halt as her eyes actually took in what was before her. Eyes widening, then her face paling incredibly and as she went right back out the door, slamming it closed behind her and skidding to the floor with her back to the wood, dumbfounded by what she had seen.

Was she-
On him-
With the-

The sound of panting came to her then, Cake stretched out completely as she came up the steps. Flopping beside her, letting the rest of her body finally catch up in a swirling pile of calico beside her, Cake gave a weak grin, nodding toward the door. "Prince good now?," she wheezed.

"I... I think I was interrupting something. I'm... Uh... I'm just gonna wait." Fionna reddened with that, tugging the bunny ears of her hat over her face.

"WHAT IS THE MATTER WITH YOU?!" Cake bellowed, regaining the tripled size and grabbing Fionna's arm. "You get your butt in there and save the Prince!"

"Cake, wait, no-," she stammered, trying to push back as the cat shoved her through once again. Both girl and feline tumbled into the room, Fionna staring at the floor as Cake took in what was going on. Far less time for a reaction there- the cat hissed furiously at the sight, her fur bristling before pouncing at the ice queen.

"Fi! Get the Prince!"

"But- his pants-"

"FIONNA!" A quick furious glare was given, Cake's limbs stretched to entwine the Queen.

"Nnnn...." She frowned, going over to help PG and trying to avoid seeing what she shouldn't. "Uh... H-hey, Gumball... You, um... Ok?"

 

[Eazy]

Beads of perspiration raced down Gumball's forehead as his eyes focused on the descending lips of the Ice Queen. This was really happening, he told himself in disbelief as the Prince prepared to feel her cool lips wrap around his swollen tip. For the most part, there was repulsion at the idea of being taken by the loon whom had been chasing every male with a crown on their head. At the same time, however? It wouldn't be a total lie to say a part of himself was strangely anticipating what was to come next. Or rather, what would have come next, were it not for the sudden intrusion of a familiar face whom burst onto the scene.

"Stop torturing him, you fr-"

Both Prince and Queen were frozen in place (quite literally, in Gumball's case) as they stared over at Fionna's surprised form. PG's head had fully turned to look in her direction, while the Ice Queen had remained in place with her mouth open and hovering over the awaiting tip while trying to watch the girl from the corner of her eyes. With Fionna's temporary exit and sudden slamming shut of the door behind her, the Ice Queen finally closed her mouth before returning her attention to the Prince.

"Umm, was that the tomboy, or am I just seeing things again? It's honestly kind of hard for me to tell at times." The insane Queen inquired with some sincerity. For his part, Gumball remained incapable of doing anything else than let out another panicked, muffled yell, as concern of Fionna's departure began to sink in for him.

But such concern needn't linger for long, as his heroine and her feline partner both burst back onto the scene with a tumble. Hallucinations or not, they clearly did enough to anger the Ice Queen as she tried to snap into action. "Hey, beat it! Can't you see we're in the middle of a happy ending?!" Screamed the Ice Queen, whom barely had time to pull her top back over her chest before finding herself entwined within Cake's binding attempts.

"Quit it, furball! I won him fair and square!" Protested the older male as she struggled in trying to get free of the cockblocking feline in order to chase away both of these intruders. If there were hallucinations of her fragmented mind, than they were pesky ones to say the least.

As this was happening, Prince Gumball tried again at breaking free of his binds, only to find that the icy climate hadn't exactly done much to weaken the ones holding his limbs despite how heated his body had been getting. They did, however, manage to make the portion over his lips loosened enough for him to work it off his lips with a few pushes of his tongue as Fionna approached his bound form. PG could tell how she was avoiding looking at, well, anything below his neckline. Which the male appreciated, since this wasn't exactly the type of state of undress that he'd wanted anybody to see him within - particularly at the hands of the woman whom was now wrestling about with the oversized cat while making threats of polar bear food.

With a final push of his tongue against the thinned ice to lodge it free of his mouth, the young Prince took in a few breaths of unobstructed air while responding simply and with a noticeable uncertainty to his voice, "...well, I've, uh... been warmer?" His brief attempt at some levity in the situation was made unnecessarily awkward at realizing how the words could be misconstrued. "...I mean because of the ice. Not because of how I'm.... oh glob...." He fumbled about, seemingly forgetting for a moment about the immediate threat of the Ice Queen as his face grew red at the thought of being seen like this by Fionna of all people.

That was corrected, however, as a stray ice bolt whooshed by them as the Queen started to fire about at random in her attempts at getting Cake off of her. "Keep your hands to yourself, tomboy!" She threatened angrily, not really able to break free of Cake for now, but also showing no intention of going down quietly as she added, "I'm the one that got him all warmed up and ready to go, so don't even think about jumping on my Gumball and taking him for a ride!"

The obviously crazy accusation was somehow still enough to make the Prince pause and then gaze back at Fionna without realizing it. That obviously wasn't her intention on being here. Fionna was an adventurer, a heroine and a friend. Of course she would come here to save him upon hearing of his latest capture. But with the unlikely and (even by their standards) unusual predicament they were placed within, it was hard for Gumball to not let the notion slip past his defenses. Just a second. Maybe two or three. Perhaps even four.

Long enough to bring a brief twinge of arousal to the Prince's slightly softening manhood, before quickly pushing such silly thoughts and directly addressing one-half of his rescuers. "Fionna? I know these are words neither of us ever expected to be exchanged between the two of us." He started, then slowly taking in a deep while pushing the following words through any embarrassment on his part, "But can you please cut me free so I can pull my pants up?"

 

[Faux_Pas]

"Uh?!" Fionna stared at his face blankly as he tried to explain, his own sudden redness adding to her own. This was not what she had expected at all in a rescue. Usually it was the same old thing- Bust in a door, smack the Ice Queen some sense, scold her, vamoosh off with the Prince. She'd never really thought much about what would happen if the woman was left alone with one for too long... And for it to be PG-

"Oh! The- Yeah, yeah!" Fionna reddened even more with the mention of the ice, starting to pull her sword, only to yelp and stumble back as the Ice Queen tried to block her off. The added warning made the heroine's eyes widen, looking back at Gumball, then shaking her head. "Woah, woah, hold on a second here. Gum's my friend, Ice Queen. Nothing like that, okay? I mean, I went to a dance with him.. but that was... you.. I think.. I don't really- Someone... "

"WILL YOU STOP ARGUIN' RELATIONS WITH THIS WOMAN?!," Cake bellowed, her head now directly beside the Ice Queen's ear. "Am I the only one actually focused here?!"

Fionna grimaced at the cat's howlings, nodding quickly. Cake was right- there was more important things to worry about, and continuing these conversations with the Ice Queen was anything but a part of it. The hesitant words of the man bound beside her caused Fionna to look back once again, keeping her gaze on the places it should be to avoid any embarrassment on either of their parts. "Uh- Yeah. You got it." Her sword finally allowed free movement, she stepped back just enough to catch sight of where she needed to strike, bringing the blade down to slice through the bindings.

Once he was free, she turned away just enough to watch Cake as she struggled with the Ice Queen, a frown on her face once again. "Listen... Crazy. You need to stop this stuff, okay? You want a man so bad? Then go meet one. STOP KIDNAPPING DUDES. They don't LIKE it. And- feed your penguin. It's creepy."

Glancing back to Gumball to see if everything was... as it needed to be..., she gave a hesitant smile, then nodded to Cake. "Let her go. Monochromicorn's waiting for us." Grabbing the Prince's hand, she waited for Cake to unwrap herself from Ice Queen, pointing her sword at her once again. "STOP. BEING. SO. FRICKIN' CRAZY. You're SCARING people."

Cake frowned, moving to stand with the Prince and Human Girl, shaking her head. "Honey, that's like tellin' Marshall to stop bein' a vampire. Not gonna happen. Being a loon is what that woman does... Let's get outta here before she rubs off on us. Uh- No offense, there, Gumball. She did a good amount'a rubbin' on y-"

"-Going is a good idea!," Fionna interrupted quickly, the color draining from her face a bit more. What she had walked in on- what she had seen... That was going to haunt her for awhile. Cake's decision to bring it up like that wasn't helping at all. Breathing a quick sigh of relief as the cat led the charge back down the stairs, still clutching the Prince's hand, she gave him a mere glance and nod towards the steps- and a glare back Ice Queen's way. "Crazy," She hissed again, letting Gumball go first. "Watchin' you." She refused to turn around to leave the room, simply walking out backwards through the door.

Once back to the stairway, Fionna was quick to catch up with the other two, Cake already down on all fours and running for the window that Fionna had originally come through. "Goin' big 'n' proud, once we're out in the clear! Kinda like-"

"CAKE!" Another glare from Fionna, her eyes narrowing as she quickly shook her head. She had an idea of where that was headed, and was not in the mood to hear it. She wasn't going to stop, not at all... And every time it was even started to be uttered by the cat, Fionna immediately recalled what she had seen- especially... That. "Can- Can we just go home, please?"

 

[Eazy]

The Ice Queen flinched at the cat's sudden howling right next to her ear, causing her to glare at Cake from the corner of her eye, "Yeesh! The voices in my head are never so loud!"

As that was happening, Prince Gumball was rather eagerly awaiting for Fionna to finally cut away at his icy bindings. Expectedly, the moment she cut away at the ice which held his partially numbed hands in place, the Candy Kingdom ruler was quick at reaching down to yank his trousers upward along with pulling down the upper portion of his clothing over his stomach. What little modesty there was to preserve at the moment was saved for now, albeit with a rather embarrassing tent which PG needed to take an extra moment for adjusting his pants around a tad.

While the Prince was collecting himself and regaining circulation toward his legs to get off the bed, the Ice Queen was left with little else to do than watch in frustration as her prize catch was being snatched away. That is until the tomboy started to tell her off for this latest attempt at finding a Prince to make her King - which caused the rather loopy female to seemingly consider Fionna's words for a second before stating with a confident little smile, "Ohh? They don't like it, huh? Well, I'm not so sure if certain parts of my Gumball's body would agree with you."

"I told you it's a bio-wait, why am I explaining myself to you?!" The Prince quickly snapped back in defense - catching himself partway through while trying to avoid showing a fresh blush of embarrassment on his already colored cheeks.

Trying to ignore the Ice Queen, the young male readily accepted Fionna's hand in being helped to his feet as they prepared to make their long overdue departure from here. It wasn't quite so easy to ignore Cake's words, unfortunately, as the cat released the Queen and responded to Fionna's comments with a train of thought which went toward a very awkward direction. Another look of embarrassment was on his face, which caused him to look away of the pair and raise his free hand to let out a forced, dry cough. "Yes, going. We really should." Gumball stated in agreement, returning his soft eyes toward Fionna as she gestured with a nod toward the stairs - to which the Prince didn't need to be told twice as he made his way out behind Cake after giving an understanding nod.

Having largely been glaring at the tomboy, the Ice Queen's demeanor did soften into a sickeningly sweet tone as she called out, "Bye, Prince! I'll see you next time!"

"I'm getting a chastity belt!" The Candy Kingdom ruler could be heard calling out from outside the doorway - his voice now fairly distant from the room as he continued down the stairs.

The Ice Queen was kept in her place, seemingly unfazed by the Prince's remark as she kept a watchful eye on the tomboy while she made her own exit after her friends. Left by herself, the Queen let out a rather frustrated scoff at being stopped so close to making Gumball hers and hers alone. Of course, it wasn't long after before a familiar penguin poked its head through the open doorway to see what was going on after so much commotion.

"Wenk?"

Furrowing her brow at the penguin who stood there with a now empty push pop container in its flipper, the Ice Queen was quick to question, "And what were you doing when you were supposed to be keeping guard?!"

"Wenk Wenk! Wenk! Wenk Wenk Wenk!"

Putting a hand up in dismissal, the female turned her head away and raised her nose in disgust, "Don't you try to use that silver tongue on me! Now get out. I'll worry about feeding you later." Gunter gave a parting 'Wenk' before slowly exiting the room - leaving the Ice Queen to put her hands together and then use her magic to begin forming a familiarly phallic object while mumbling, "Mommy has some personal business to finish. On her own. Again."

Racing alongside Cake and the caught up Fionna, Prince Gumball was all too eager for putting this place far behind him for however long possible. But the effects of this latest kidnapping would appear to linger on the trio for a good while; as evident by the further choice of words put forth by Cake until Fi' quickly interjected once again. Ironically, the possibly implications of where the cats words were heading hadn't crossed the Prince's mind until Fionna jumped in to intercept. Now, he could only give a quick glance toward the human girl, before promptly looking away while raising a hand to rub at his cheek and partially hide the look of embarrassment while agreeing, "Uh, yes, let us leave this place. I'm certain everyone would be very relieved upon seeing our return."

The raised hand lingered for a bit, before lowering after being able to mask away the flustered look on his face. Such physical expressions weren't exactly becoming for a Prince, nor did he wish to make it so apparent of how the memory of a few minutes prior had lingered on the male. For now, the Prince remained silent during the remaining escape as they made their way out the window, with Cake following through on her earlier statement of expanding herself to a large enough size for both her best friend and the rescued Prince to ride on her furry back.

Seated behind the human girl as they began putting as much distance as possible between themselves and the Ice Queen's lair, Gumball took a final glance over his shoulder at the icy structure and let out a sigh of relief before placing a firm hand on Fi's shoulder. "Thank you, Fionna." He offered with a smile; unintentionally letting those words linger on their own for a second before lowering his hand back to grasp at the cats fur while continuing, "And you, too, Cake. I don't want to think about what might have happened if you both hadn't arrived when you did."

Rather expectedly, saying as such served to only bring back to mind what would have very likely taken place by now if they hadn't shown up when they had. Which, in turn, brought back to mind the subject of what both of his rescuers had seen after entering the bedroom. The human girls own reaction, in particular, lingered upon Gumball's figurative crown. It caused him some concern on how it may affect their friendship if left unaddressed.

"Fionna?" He started, raising a hand to brush aside a few strands of hair which blew within the wind as they raced from the icy terrain and through the meadows of Ooo while heading for his kingdom, "Um, listen, Fionna? About earlier..."

The Prince's words were caught in his throat. This wasn't exactly a conversation he'd ever thought to have in general; let alone with Fionna. After a short pause, the Prince seemed to gather up the strength to speak further, as the following words came blurting out, "I should throw you a ball!" Okay, so maybe not the exact direction the conversation was intended to go... but Gumball saw little reason not to roll with it, "I mean as a way of showing my thanks toward the two of you. Not only for today, but for everything you've both done over the years. For myself and the people of Ooo."

Gumball realized how this may be a bit sudden to issue such a proposal. If anything, he was a little caught off guard at his own attempt at covering for where their conversation nearly went moments prior, but it wasn't as if the Prince didn't enjoy hosting a festive gathering. With this in mind, the Prince did pull back a tad, as he tilted slightly to glance over Fionna's shoulder with an uncertain look on his face while inquiring, "That is, if you wouldn't think it too forward of me to push for such an event?"

 

[Faux_Pas]

"Heyyy... No problem.. Guy.... that's, like.. what we do. Y'know?" She smiled weakly, trying to keep her focus on the terrain before them. Not that she actually needed to; Cake had a perfectly good notion on where they were headed, and had every intention on heading straight for it. But at least pretending that she was having some type of active part in the current mode of transportation was making it somewhat easier than to let her mind wander to what she had encountered with the Prince back in that Castle. He was touching her, however. That... That was making it so much harder.

A glance was given to the Prince as he reached down to pat Cake as well, Fionna's cheeks reddening slightly as she listened to him. She listened, but, at the same time, those other thoughts had managed to creep back in, tying in with what Cake had jokingly taunted her with earlier when Monochromicorn showed up.

Her crush on the Prince...

If it had been only 3 years ago, she would have punched the cat square in the face to make one of those fancy flatface fuzzballs for a few moments. But it didn't happen this time, because... Well, a lot had changed. Fionna wasn't a little 15 year girl anymore. Three years changed a lot of things. Everything she had learned in Ooo, everything Gumball had shown her... All the time they had spent around each other, hanging out, being just- friends...

Just friends.

He probably still saw her as a kid. He was a Prince, for crying out loud. He was looking for a Princess... A Queen.Just not the Ice Queen, she was super crazy. No one wanted that. Were there even any other royal folk in Ooo that weren't guys? She had to think on that. There certainly was an overabundance of male rulers in Ooo, that was for certain. Maybe there was somewhere else out there that was loaded with the ladies for Gumball... Someone more fitting for the Candy Royalty than just some human mutt that managed to wander into his kingdom and-

"Um, Listen, Fionna?"

Had he been trying to talk to her the whole time her mind had drifted off?! "S'up?!" The jumble of words was spat out quickly, trying to peek back at him and forcing another smile. The smile slowly faded as he merely mentioned earlier exchanges, a chagrined look taking over instead. No, no, no. She didn't want to get back into that. "Uhmm..." A hesitant tone was taken, looking back to Cake for a brief moment, a nervousness sliding over her.

His sudden blurt was not at all what she expected. "You wanna what?"

"Better off throwin'' the girl a bone, way he keeps goin'...," Cake grumbled from beneath them, still running across the fields, only to yowl out as Fionna kicked her heels into the feline's sides.

"You... wanna... put on a ball? For- for us?" Fionna blushed slightly with that, her fingers sinking into Cake's fur a bit more. The idea of a special night was certainly appealing, especially if it meant some time with the Prince. "Well... I do know Cake loves parties... Especially if there's food."

"TUNA PUFFS!"

The human girl's lips twisted slightly, trying to think this over. A ball. For them. She hated to be the center of attention, but it was always a hero's proper place to take the recognition and thanks people wanted to give, wasn't it? The sudden warmth of the Prince leaning over her shoulder to inquire ever-so-innocently if it was imposing of him to want to do this. "Not.. not at all, PG. Y'know what? Yeah. Yeah, that would be... cool. Really cool. But! Only if you let me and Cake help you set it up!"

"I ain't gonna put together my own damn pa- OW!! STOP KICKIN' ME, WOMAN!" The cat finally came to a stop, having reached the outer gates of the Candy Kingdom castle. Lowering herself down a bit to let the two passengers slip off, she reverted her size once again, a glare given to her companion as she stepped closer to her.

"So. Yeah. That would be, um. Awesome." Fionna smiled again, nervously playing her shoe into the dirt. "Just let me know when you want to do all that and- Ow! CAKE!" She glared down at the feline, who still held Fionna's hand, her fingers shoved into the cat's mouth and teeth sinking down into skin. "What the hell?!"

"Kick me, I bite." the cat huffed slightly with that, then was suddenly... off. Meandering the castle grounds.

"Freak." Fionna smirked slightly, rubbing the bitten hand before looking back to the Prince. He always seemed to calm her back down, just looking at him. Maybe it was the air about him? The way he looked at her? He always seemed to present himself as so calm in every situation, even when-
Even when his pants were stuck around his ankles and he was-
Fionna cringed slightly, a tiny meek sound suddenly given.

"I NEED TO FIND A DRESS!" A sudden blurt of her own, her eyes widening as she stared at the Prince. "Dress. Yeah. I should... Um. What?"

 

[Eazy]

The young Prince watched with some consideration as Fionna considered his offer of throwing them a fancy party. Gumball recognized that Fi' wasn't exactly the fancy dresses and slow dancing type. A realization which left the male a touch concerned over whether his attempt at covering what he'd originally intended to discuss may not go over swimmingly. His own fingers curled a little tighter within Cake's fur, already internally preparing how he'd go about accepting her refusal without causing any accidental guilt trips, when she surprised the Candy Kingdom ruler for a second time that evening. And this time, she even managed to do so without the Prince having his pants pulled around his ankles.

"Oh, most certainly!" He exclaimed; trying not to appear too surprised, as his fingers loosened their grip and he gave an assuring nod at Fionna's condition, "I think that would be a wonderful idea. Any input which Cake and yourself may have during the party preparations would be immensely appreciated."

So relieved was Gumball at the success of his sudden shift of topics that he'd barely registered either of the cat's protests about preparations or kicking as they finally reached the outer gates of his kingdom. After the past few hours he'd been through, the Prince couldn't help to let out a sigh of relief at the familiar sight. Disembarking off the giant cat, PG took a moment to straighten out his garments and the crown on his head - watching Fionna's nervous attempts at continuing their conversation before the sudden interruption.

Somewhat lost at the sight of and exchange following the cats bite, Gumball could only give a confused stare before suggesting as Fionna's feline companion left, "I, uh, guess Cake must be a little hungry after that talk of tuna puffs." Blinking a few times at the strange exchange, the Prince didn't seem to think much of it, as the two longtime companions were known for their roughhousing.

Returning his full attention toward the tomboyish female whom had rescued him for a billionth time, Gumball gave a calm, subtly confident smile, as they enjoyed the first quiet moment of the day together. That is, until something suddenly caused her to have a minor freak out moment as her eyes widened and she blurted out something about a dress.

"A dress??" He blurted, eyes widened slightly, seemingly caught up enough in the moment to briefly appear equally surprised, before regaining his composure as he brought a hand up to his mouth to cover a brief throat clearing cough, "Right, a dress." Moving his free hand to support his elbow, the Prince rubbed at his chin while appearing to consider a few factors with some thought.

"Let's see... I believe we can finish making the proper arrangements for the party in about a week's time from today." He considered; factoring in an extra day or two for any unforeseen setbacks, as his face brightened suddenly while suggesting with a small burst of energy, "Oh! If you're unable to find a dress to your liking, I'd be very willing to help supply you with something stunning which would suit your style. Perhaps we could even take your measurements and put together a custom made gown with your direct input? I'm certain Ms. Peppermint would be happy to assist in any way which she can when it comes to making the proper arrangements."

Despite having originally suggested this as a way of getting out of their previous conversation, PG's mind began to swim with thoughts on what to do for such a gathering, Still, the Prince didn't let his imagination get too carried away from himself, as he gazed back at one-half of the planned guests of honor and noted with chuckle, "I did somewhat spring the idea of a party on you out of nowhere. So, it's the very least I could do, Fionna."

Gazing into her eyes for a few moments in time, Gumball's line of sight shifted to her side briefly, where he'd noticed the lingering little teeth marks left by her earlier roughhousing with Cake. "Oh, your hand..." He uttered with some concern, as his own hands reached out to take the one into their soft, yet firm grip. Inspecting the small markings with some concern, Gumball moved one hand into his pocket, pulling out a small, silk handkerchief and bringing it up to carefully wrap around Fionna's hand.

Tying it into a makeshift bandage, the light pink cloth made for a snug enough fit, as the Prince continued to hold her hand within his own for a short time while seemingly inspecting his handiwork. This was partially true, at least. But there was also the unexpected factor, on Gumball's part, of noting how soft and warm her skin felt. It was a refreshing contrast to the Ice Queen's touch. A consideration which, rather suddenly, brought to mind how these hands may feel in contrast to the Queen's own when wrapped around his-

Suddenly growing flush at the thought, the Prince rather abruptly let go of her hand, albeit with enough care to not do so callously as he looked back toward Fionna with a hint of embarrassment at his unspoken thoughts. "We should probably head toward the castle." He suggested, a hint of nervousness lingering for an instant within his voice, before adding with a more normal tone to his speech, "I'm sure Lord Monochromicorn and the others had been worried sick after my latest kidnapping."

 

[Faux_Pas]

Fionna tried to keep her smile steady as the Prince did his quick math and thinking, glancing to around to see if Cake had possibly decided to make a return. No sign of the calico as of yet- something that left the human girl feeling a touch more on edge. If she didn't come back soon, then... Conversation. Ohhh, boy. After what had just taken place, she figured trying to keep the words steered away from anything that could possibly maybe in the SLIGHTEST of ways be related to a reference to those events (No thanks to Cake) would be the best plan.

Her attention was quickly brought back to the pink-hued man beside her as he brightened and smiled, the offer of a custom dress from his own personal assistants brought up. "Oh! Um... Well, I'll see what Cake might have in mind first- I mean, she's always loving the chance to tear things up and put them back together again, but sometimes... She doesn't quite.. do it... right."

She loved the feline dearly, her own adopted sister of a different species- even if she could be a bit, well, overwhelming in some aspects. A weak try at growing her smile came as Gumball spoke again of the now impeding Ball, a tiny shrug given. "Hey, spur of the moment is perfect for me... I tend to... like... that..."

Her voice trailed off as she caught the look he was giving her, a mix of confusion, fright, and- something else. Those butterflies again. His eyes always had that wonderful gleam to them, almost seeming to show how at work his brain was so often behind them. She could never keep up with some of the things he said... Which made him even more amazing at times. All that knowledge- No wonder he needed her around. Brains needed brawns.

Brawns with boobs, it seemed. But...

"-Hand? Oh, right, Cake!"
A tiny little squeak left her lips as Gumball took her palm into his own, the warmth of his fingers radiating over it as he inspected the bite. "I-It's nothing... Really. She's done far worse, and I guess I did kinda offend her with the whole... thing..."

She watched curiously as he wrapped it up in his handkerchief, that nervous smile from before now one of true interest. Another example of how fast his mind worked. The Prince truly was amazing. And so gentle! Her gaze lifted slightly from the way his fingers worked, to simply study his face- the way he watched his own hands work, the inspection of her small wound, the concern woven into his features. Her own fingers flexed down into his, squeezing gently against them as she smiled- Only to worry that maybe she had crossed a line as he drew his own back.

Oh. Oops.
"Um- Yeah. That's... Yeah. They probably were wondering and- I gotta find Cake. Knowing her, she could be anywhere by now."

Of course, that left other complications. If Cake was off exploring, who knew what she was getting into. There was that chance that-

"...The Gardens...." Dionna groaned slightly, realizing. "The catnip! We won't be seeing Cake for a bit..." Oh great, and if she were hopped up on that, the possibility of her trying to make a new dress was going to turn into a giant mess, most likely leading to yet another set of cuts and bruises for her to deal with. "Say, uh- that offer on Ms Peppermint making a dress for me.... You're sure it won't be too much of a hassle for her? I mean, with everything else going on, I'd hate to be a bother on her... But the only thing I have right now is what's left of that other dress from... Ice Queen's fiasco." She winced a bit at that thought, as well as the mention of that woman. "Nothing crazy or anything. Just, y'know. Cool."

 

[Eazy]

The feel of her surprisingly soft hand, particularly when those fingers flexed down into his own, had lingered within Gumball's mind. The Prince always saw the younger girl as a friend. An adventurer. A heroine. Somebody whom he'd come to rely upon far more than the Candy Kingdom ruler may have ever imagined would be the case. So why was it so hard for him to put aside those pesky thoughts after the Ice Queen's earlier ravings? It simply wasn't proper for him to allow such lewd thoughts float about over anyone - let alone the girl whom had saved him for the umpteenth time only an hour or so ago.

Trying to completely shake such pesky, lingering thoughts aside, the Prince listened and than looked a bit surprised at the initial realization. "Oh... yes, I'd imagine you may be right. I should probably let Lord Monochromicorn know so he can keep an eye on Cake, just to be safe." The young ruler considered; more so for the well being of any candy guards whom may get too close during her binge than for Cake's own safety, he'd have to imagine.

The topic shifted shortly afterward toward his offer of making a new dress, to which the Prince's slightly concerned demeanor quickly brightened back up. Granted, the mention of a previous fiasco with the Ice Queen did bring to mind memories of earlier that day, but Gumball attempted to push forward as he gave a slightly forced chuckle to hide the twinge of embarrassment while noting, "Ah, yes. I suppose it would be better to find you something a little less battle damaged in comparison."

Giving a reassuring smile, starting to lead the way back toward the castle while bidding her to follow him, Prince Gumball reconfirmed his earlier statement, "But you really shouldn't worry yourself, Fionna. I'm certain it wouldn't prove to be a problem. And I'm even more certain the final dress would turn out... cool."

A few steps after they started toward the castle, PG suddenly brought a hand to his chin - seemingly struck with a thought and contemplating their options while partly thinking aloud, "In fact, if Cake's preoccupied with her own indulgences for the time being, than I see no reason why we couldn't start with making the arrangements for your new gown right now."

Slipping partly into the portion of his personality which did enjoy coordinating a proper celebration, the Prince continued leading the way through the presently unattended section of courtyard while going over what could be handled for his own benefit along with Fionna's, "She'll need to take your measurements, of course. Then you could possibly try out a few dresses we have in your size and pick out what colors or designs you'd want for the final piece. That shouldn't take terribly long."

His face showed a deep pondering and consideration over the party planning, before redirecting his attention toward Fionna as they walked, admitting with a cheerful demeanor, "I do realize Cake and yourself normally aren't the fancy gown and slow dancing types, but I promise to do my best in making this event one of the finest celebrations any hero or heroine has seen to date."

Gumball's gaze lingered upon the young adventurer for a few seconds, when his features suddenly grew visibly alert with a realization, "Oh! We should work on dancing, too." The Prince considered a few options; realizing how Ms. Peppermint or one of his other subjects working under her instructions could be helpful here, but at the same time not feeling entirely comfortable with simply sending Fionna off to his trusted maid for every little thing. Plus, there was the potential height difference issue, as a possible and rather obvious solution quickly came to PG's mind.

"Do you... know... much about ballroom dancing?" He inquired, assuming to already know the answer, as the Prince pressed onward with a suggestion she may not feel entirely comfortable about considering earlier, "Because I could easily teach you a few pointers whenever we have an opportunity?"

 

[Faux_Pas]

"Woah, like... like NOW, now?," Fionna asked, a slight squeak managing to find its way into her voice. The original thought on the whole thing was to simply come back, say, when the Prince was off on one of his Princely Duties in the kingdom or something. Seeing him while doing all that girly-girl stuff left her feeling a touch embarrassed. Not that she didn't like seeing him, but... Dresses made her feel weird. And being around Gumball made her feel even weirder. So feeling weird and feeling weirder was just way too much weird for one day... Oh, but that look on his face, so excited and proud of the suggestion he had made- Already running through those lists of plans he could create in mere seconds, plotting out details she would never have thought.

Oh, man.
Why did he have to be so cute?

"Gah!" A quick surprised sound left her, thrown off by her own thoughts that had come out of the blue. No, no no! Don't think like that! GB is a friend, and a Prince, and way too busy for a girl- emphasis on GIRL, not woman- like you!

He must have thought it was over the dress, she realized, as he glanced back at her and acknowledged her usual lack of interest in 'fancy clothes'. "Anything for you, GB," She replied with a smile, that squeak coming back once more as she realized exactly how that had come off. "I mean, I'm sure it'll be totally worth wearing a few dressy digs. You throw the best parties, Gumball. I'm sure a ball will be completely large!"

Another smile given to the Prince, watching his eyes as he looked her over. Had she said something wrong? Okay, maybe the wasn't the best terminology she could have used, but-

"...Dancing?"
She frowned slightly, then smiled. Of course she could dance! She and Cake had their own personal dance nights like every other night at the treehouse! BMO would fire up her music player, and the three of them would just go crazymad for all hours of the night, and end up a pile of laughing exhaustion by morning....

...Which... was not at all the type of dance the Prince had meant.

"Oh, um. Ballroom? Not.. Not exactly..."His offer to teach her made her smile once again, a little nod given at the idea. "That would be cool, yeah. I.. .I don't want to embarrass you with... my dancing."

Another new worry. What if she messed up at the ball? What if she did something so totally stupid that he was mortified to be seen with her? Oh, Glob. Maybe this whole thing was becoming an absolute catastrophe. What if it wasn't even her?! What if Cake got into one of her psycho moods and went all crazycat on the guests- She'd have to ask Monochromicorn to give the feline a good patdown before the dance, just to sure she wasn't sneaking nip in.

The sudden cheers that erupted as they entered through the castle gates broke her from the doubting thoughts, a grin easily taking her face as she waved to the candy kingdom citizens gathered about. "Hey! See? Told you! One Candy Prince, back and in perfect condition!"

Well, aside from the way she had found him. A sudden shudder ran through her with that, the image of the bound Gumball and Ice Queen, the defiling of his honor that she had tried to do; her lips so close to tasting against the sweet Prince's flesh and-

A quick muffled screech was given behind clenched lips, that thought being something that Fionna was certain was going to be impossible to forget. As if she didn't have enough reasons to despise the Ice Queen as it was... This latest attempt to claim the Prince was by far her most infuriating.

Done and over. Done and over. GB was safe. That was all that matters.
...Then why was she feeling so weird about what she had seen? It wasn't her usual anger at the Ice Queen.

This was...
This was jealousy.

Fionna gave a third squeak at this realization. Ohhh, not good. No, no. Not good at all.

 

[Eazy]

"I doubt you would embarrass me, Fionna. But don't worry, I'll help to take care of everything before the big day." The Prince responded with another assuring smile - evidently feeling rather confident about being able to expand upon and iron out her dancing repertoire during the coming week.

The chorus of cheers which erupted upon entering through the castle gates brought a wide smile to the Prince as he waved toward his citizens. His kidnappings were perhaps so common place to the point of near comedy - thanks in no small part due to the Ice Queen - but having their ruler returned safely never failed to bring out many a relieved and cheerful reaction from the Candy Kingdom denizens. Several of the servants and other residents of the castle rushed over to greet their Prince, whom responded in kind with various graceful pleasantries and appreciative responses toward their voiced relief at seeing him safe and sound. Well, sound as one could be after the experience from earlier, at least.

Their voices was enough to drown out the initial muffled screech caused by Fionna, but the Prince did take notice of her shift in demeanor after turning her way and noticing the look on her features. "Fionna? Is something the matter?" The Prince inquired; curious on whatever may be troubling her, while having a faint idea of what it might be related toward.

They weren't able to linger upon the topic for long, however, as the Peppermint Maid whom often aided Gumball in overseeing his affairs suddenly approached the pair, "Sire! It is good to see you well and in one piece."

Giving a comforting smile toward the candy citizen, Prince Gumball gestured toward the female adventurer at his side while replying, "You have Fionna and Cake to thank for my safe return. As per usual." His pleasant demeanor was slightly broken, however, as his eyes grew wide at the sudden reminder, "Oh, speaking of Cake-"

"Er, yes." The Peppermint Maid interrupted, looking a touch uncertain on how to bring this up as she continued, "A couple of the castle guards had informed us about their return after, well, running into Ms. Cake within the gardens." A glance toward one corner of the large entry section of the Castle would show a couple of Banana Guards whom looked a bit worse for wear due to the multiple scratch marks on their bodies as they bravely waved toward their Prince.

"Oh dear." Gumball remarked; raising a hand over his chin while briefly considering making some changes to what was allowed within the gardens.

The Peppermint Maid seemed prepared, as she quickly informed her Prince, "I took the liberty of sending Lord Monochromicorn to greet and see to her personally, Sire. I'm sure he'll be happy to see you afterward." This seemed to put Gumball at ease, at least in knowing they wouldn't need to worry about any further catfights, as his trusted attendant offered, "Now, I'm sure you must be tired after your harrowing ordeal, my liege?"

"A bit. But there will be time for rest later." The Prince responded with a nod, before returning his full attention toward the gathered citizens within the large castle - his voice carrying loud and clear for all to hear as he made his big announcement, "Everyone? If I may have your attention, please? I'd like to announce that we have ourselves a party to prepare for one week from today! In honor of Fionna and Cake's many services to both our Kingdom and the entire land of Ooo itself."

This announcement brought about a fresh series of cheers, with the many citizens clapping at the decree while others already began to prepare for whatever preparations would be needed in terms of the decorations, cooking and guard duties. For his part, Gumball did make sure to quickly issue basic instructions toward the dinner planners to insure they would have enough of their lands favorite foods and beverages on hand for that day. A few other orders were given out, but nothing too specific. Just enough to get the ball rolling in the important departments, with plans for going into greater detail on their respective planning afterward.

As many of the gathered citizens began dispersing in order to start the initial planning and preparations for this event, the Prince returned his full attention toward the two ladies at his side as he inquired, "Speaking of party arrangements, Ms. Peppermint? I was wondering if you would do us the honor of assisting Fionna in picking out the perfect dress for the festivities?"

"Oh! As you wish, Sire." She quickly responded, ready to follow the Prince's request/order as the Peppermint Maid suggested, "We can begin the preparations immediately. Provided Ms. Fionna is feeling up to it after her long adventure?"

 

[Faux_Pas]

A quick shake of her head was the best Fionna could manage as Gumball gave her a questioning look, trying her hardest to just wave and be nonchalant about the thoughts that had managed to creep in on her. No, no. He didn't need to know about that. Things would be just fine and dandy once the whole Ball thing was rolling along.

"Heyyy, Peppy," Fionna said with a grin as the maid appeared, rocking back on her heels slightly and greatly welcoming the change of topic to her feline companion's whereabouts- that was, until the attack upon the Prince's guards was brought up. A tiny groan left the heroine, a hand coming to rest against her face. "Oh, Glob. I am so sorry, you guys. I've been really trying to get her to into rehab, the whole Twelve Steps and everything... She goes like crazy mad when she gets into that stuff. I'm so so sorry..."

Her apologies to the guards were covered with the Maid's own words to the Prince, Fionna impressed by how well the candy woman was able to pick up the mess when GB wasn't around. Made sense, really. She was a maid, after all. Ooo just seemed to have more messes in a grand sense than an actual... physical sense.

But now that the Prince was back, he was returning to his royal duties... And the first of which, it seemed, was the announcement of the ball he was planning. The embarrassed smirk took to Fionna's features once again, giving again the meek wave and nod to the folks that cheered. Watching him set about so easily in his orders left her awed, though. How could one guy come up with so many things at once? And to keep everything running so smoothly... For the most part... It seemed nearly impossible to her. The most in depth plan she ever set up was the stealth bath she had for Cake.

Once.
Only once.

the mention of the dress caused her to glance back to the Candy ruler and his attendant, her brows shooting up as Peppermint offered to start work on it right then. "Uh, N-Now? Yeah, sure. That is... I mean... Would it be cool if I took like a bath or shower or something first? Ice Queen's penguin had this... ice cream thing... and I think it got some of it on me. Penguin drool. Nasty."

Well.
GB had a rather worse version of drool on him, she supposed.
A quick hard breath left her with that thought, giving another smile to Peppermint Maid. "After that, though, totally for it. I'm all yours, Ma'am!"



As for Cake, however....
She was not as willing to part from her own fun.
"WHAT PART'A NO ARE Y'ALL NOT UNDERSTANDING?!," she bellowed from the garden, extending herself to surround the patch of catnip that she adored so much. "You have no IDEA that stuff I've seen today, I'm needin' something to clear these memories out!"

"Miss Cake, please! You're destroying the Rock Candy Statues-!," one of the guards pleaded, wincing as the cat's tail flung out once more.

"Do I look like I care? Do I? HUH?!" She growled again, a hard hiss leaving her as another guard attempted to get close.

 

[Eazy]

The mention of penguin drool had sent a fresh reminder to the Prince on his own bit of yuckiness after their most recent altercation with the Ice Queen. The melted ice which acted as a thin barrier between the loopy Queen's slobbering kiss and Gumball's then opened mouth. The touch of her cold hands along the male's chest and.... other places. Simply thinking about them nearly sent creeping, uneasily distinct phantom sensations along the Prince's flesh. It was enough to draw out a brief shudder, which Gumball then quickly attempted to underplay while bringing a closed hand to his mouth and forcing a cough to excuse the (to most) strange reaction.

"Er, yes. I suppose we could both go for a warm bath right about now." The Prince suggested; followed by looking away briefly and muttering under his breath, "And a fresh change of clothes for myself." For that matter, Gumball considered the possibility of asking for his current garments to be burned immediately after changing out of dirty things. But first things were first, as the Prince gave a pleasant smile toward the awaiting Peppermint Maid while instructing, "I'll tend to my own arrangements for now. Please see to it that Fionna is taken care of and all of her needs met."

"Certainly, Sire!" The trusted Candy Kingdom denizen responded dutifully, before returning her full attention toward the heroine of the hour, "Please follow me? We can use one of the guest bathrooms while his Royal Highness makes use of his own chambers."

As the Peppermint Maid awaited for Fionna to follow, Prince Gumball rather casually reached over and gently took one of the human girls hands into his own. Holding the blonde's right hand, his palm beneath her own downward facing palm, as the Prince lifted it to about chest level before placing his other hand over her own to hold it in a proper gesture of warm appreciation toward his friend. "I realize I must sound like a broken record player after how often I've said it over the years. But I truly can't thank you enough, Fionna." The Candy Kingdom ruler spoke softly toward the female adventurer; eyes gazing gently into her own, with a small smile upon his features as he admitted, "You're one of the few people I can always depend upon. I'm going to do the best I can to show some semblance of how much you've meant to us during this party. You have my word."

While saying so, Gumball did find himself perhaps getting a little lost within her eyes. Maybe a little. As the Prince noted how lovely they were when caught in a moment which didn't involve fights with monsters. Or having his own attention being more focused toward whatever task was needed of herself and Cake. In truth, it would only be a few seconds longer than intended with which Gumball would find himself holding onto her hand. But it felt improperly longer than that, as the Prince slowly realized this and gave a slight embarrassed look of realization before releasing the human girl's hand.

"Right. Ms. Peppermint will assist you for now. I'll try to catch up and see if there's anything you need of me as soon as I'm available." The Prince quickly offered, showing a mild embarrassment at his actions before turning Fionna over to the Peppermint Maid - whom seemed curious but otherwise unknowing of what the deal there was as she dutifully did as bid of her.

"If you'll come with me, Ms. Fionna?" She offered, before leading the way to help the human girl get washed up while Gumball tended to a few royal matters with several castle dwelling citizens and servants prior to heading off for his own attempt at washing away what happened earlier.




Meanwhile, right outside of the castle itself....

The other guard edged its way closer toward the cat in an attempt at subduing and calming her until the Prince could be beckoned out here. Whether or not their attempt would prove successful, however, would remain an unanswered question. As just before the banana guard was ready to attempt a leap forward at the cat, the monochrome black figure of Prince Gumball's trusted companion came landing in the middle with an almost thunderous crackle heard within the air around them.

"Lord Monochromicorn?!" The aforementioned guard exclaimed; while its partner stood in similar surprise at the sudden yet understandable entrance of the royal stead.

"이제 이동할 수 있습니다. 여기에서 문제를 처리합니다.", Monochromicorn assured the concerned pair on taking care of matters from here, while continuing to stand upright as he gazed downward with calm eyes toward the guards.

"But, she-" The other guard started to press the matter, only to be promptly silenced as the large stead gave a stern stare - prompting the guards into quickly dropping the matter with a unison of "Yes, sir!" before taking off in an organized matter.

With that out of the way, the lengthy figure lowered to all fours, with his extended self partially circled around Cake as the front of himself came to meet with her own. "안전하게 우리 왕자님을 집으로 데려 주셔서 감사합니다. 그런데 그렇게 크게 방해가됩니까?" The male stated - his tone respectful yet noticeably confused - as the stead both thanked Cake with a smile for her part in rescuing Gumball, while also issuing the obvious question of what worked her up into such a fervor.

 

[Faux_Pas]

"Sounds a plan," Fionna agreed with a smile, starting to follow the striped maid pausing only as Gumball reached for her hand once again. her smile attempted to stay at the same level it had been, but the sudden increase in Fionna's own heartbeat made that smirk start to waver, looking at the Prince as he started to speak, still clutching that hand between his own. "I... I appreciate every effort you're putting into this already, Gumball... And.. you know I'm always here for you. No matter what. I mean, the kingdom. Ooo. All of it. Everything."She blushed slightly, realizing that her own words were seeming more focused on the royal himself rather than the land itself.

And those eyes. Again.
How brilliant they shined when he was planning, taking up his royal endeavors. This had more to it than that, and more than his usual gracious thanks for her efforts on his behalf.

She almost started to wonder if he knew exactly how much she was willing to do for him...

Her fingers flexed between his hands, slowly attempting to clutch against his. How was it possible to even feel how sweet the candy prince was, merely from touch? His soft warm skin, holding hers... now she almost understood why the Ice Queen had such an obsession with him-

The sudden change in his expression and drawing away of his hands made her hesitantly take her own back, bringing it to instead brush the blonde hair peeking from her hat out of her eyes.

"Sure, right. The. Dress... and. Stuff." Fionna glanced back over to the waiting maid, clearing her throat and looking down to her feet as she caught the curious look in the maid's eyes. Oh great. Now someone was starting to take notice. Was she really becoming that awkward around him?

Following the maid up into the castle's guest chambers, Fionna's grubby expedition clothing left behind as she took into a bath. Overflowing pink bubbles surrounded her as she slid down into the water, a tiny giggle coming from inside them as she began to pop at the floating stragglers. The Ice Queen may have dubbed her a tomboy, but there was certain times she enjoyed more... girly things.

Scooping up a handful of the pink bubbles, she stared at them for a moment, a long sigh leaving her lips as she looked it over. The way they sat in her hands, the way they shuddered and wriggled... They almost started to form a crude outline of the Prince's face. A sudden knock at the bathroom door caused her to quickly blow away the bubble pile, sinking down a bit more to cover herself and calling out. "C'mon in!"

"I do apologize, miss Fionna, but I was taking your.. other clothing.. to be cleaned... and thought you might like one of these spare dresses, for now, while we set to work on your new ball gown." Peppermint maid smiled as she set the simple white dress to hang off the back of the door, glancing back to see Fionna settled into the tub, and just how much hair the girl actually had soaking in with her. "My goodness. Would you like a hand in washing that?"

"Oh, um.. Sure. Usually Cake helps me with that, but it looks like.. She's kinda... busy."

Peppermint maid laughed with that, nodding. "Oh yes. Cake is rather occupied at the moment. Last I heard, the guards were trying to get her out of the garden, and not having much luck at all..." Settling at the edge of the tub, taking a pitcher from the side, she began to help Fionna wash down her hair. "Now. For this dress. Any particular colors?"

"I'm... partial to blue.... Though maybe something... pink?"

"A darker hue of it? Say... About the same as the prince's hair?"

Fionna reddened again. "Something like that." She closed her eyes as another pouring of water met her scalp, enjoying this rare time of pampering. "Nothing poofy, though, please. I'm not good at poofy. I trip in that. And not too long. I'll trip there, too. And..." She paused, the silence hanging for a moment. "Actually... no. I... I need your help with it, Peppy. I want to be seen as a woman. Not.. not a girl. Please."

"I'm certain I can do that, Miss Fionna." Another smile came as the pitcher was set aside, a towel taken up now as the maid stood from the tub. "Let's get you out, into that casual dress, then see what we can find for you."




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Another infuriated hiss left Cake as the guards tried to approach, a mouthful of her favorite plant hanging from her lips before being gulped down, a swatting paw flailing at the nearest of the banana guards. Turning her attention back to the garden, still growling under her breath as she tugged free more of the catnip, she barely noticed the unicorn's arrival until he spoke to her.

Straightening back up, another hiss starting to develop- until she realized who it was. "Chromie-!" She froze, reverting from the enlarged size she had taken to protect her precious plant to that of her usual stature, an apologetic glance given his way."I'm... I'm sorry, baby. I didn't mean to snap at you like that..."

Taking a deep breath, she continued to pull more of the catnip from the garden, though far less fevered as before. "It's just- that girl's got me all sorts'a worked up lately. She's no little girl anymore, Chromie. the wheels churnin' in that head- I know what kinda thoughts are going, I've had them more than enough times myself, 'bout you, my big ol' hunk'a monochromatic man..." She purred with that, nuzzling her head against his jaw, then peered around him to the castle. "Watchin' Fi do it, though... I mean... The Prince is a good fella, no doubt about that. Definitely the best bet for her to be fallin' for like that. Now, if she had a thing for LSP, I'd be whacking her noggin six ways to Sunday for a month."

She nibbled at another piece of her catnip, shaking her head. "But my Fi... She's just... so bad at it. Girl can't figure out how to flirt to save her life. Give her a sword, she can take down anything! Give her a boy, and she stammers and giggles and acts a complete fool. Drives me crazy. Sometimes I just wanna... just..." She frowned, expanding her arms out and changing her hands into miniature versions of the Prince and Fionna, shoving the two hands together repeatedly and growling. "Just... make 'em... get... together..." Her words were accentuated by the shovings of her hands, mimicking the set to be kissing. "But no. She stands back and goes all gooey. Gooey! He's a candy prince, but he ain't gonna want GOO!"

 

[Eazy]

The dark complexioned stead didn't seem fussed over the cats initial reaction to his presence - simply giving an understanding smile as she reverted back to her normal stature. The male then stood silently, patiently, as Cake helped herself to a little more of the catnip while going into what was on her mind. Giving a soft chuckle as she nuzzled her head against his jaw, Chromie tilted his head enough to kiss upon the top of hers while she gazed at the castle and continued sharing her heartfelt worries.

Observing with some consideration as his girlfriend shape changed her hands to act out a bit with her sister and his Prince, Hearing her out, the male rainicorn could somewhat relate to what she was saying. While Gumball wasn't in the same position as Fionna, Chromie did at times worry about his overall lack of a love life. Always working on princely duties, or the occasional science experiment in his lab. It just wasn't healthy when the closest thing one had to romance in their daily life was the occasional Ice Queen kidnapping.

Slowly entwining himself around Cake when she finished her short play, Monochromicorn hugged at the cat and nuzzled at the top of her head with his own while comforting his girlfriend. "그녀는 주변에 올 것이다. 그녀는 여기 저기 약간의 압력이 필요합니다. 그리고 그녀는 그가 밀어 줘야하는 데 도움이 놀라운 여동생이 있습니다." He spoke gently, letting Cake know how Fionna would improve with time; especially with the occasional nudging assistance by her awesome cat sister. The male then gave a soft sigh as he reflected on the Prince's own need for not seeing the human girl as a kid anymore, "왕자 요? 그는 주로 충분히 그녀가 몇 년 동안 성장 지보고 작업과 실험 정신을 벗고해야합니다. 하지만 그는 돌아올거야 생각합니다."

In both cases, however, Lord Monochromicorn remained confident in things improving for the human girl and candy Prince. Placing another kiss onto the top of Cake's head, Chromie gave her a sly little smirk as he leaned in closely to whisper, "지금 날 따라와. 왕자님을 저장 도움에 부분에 대한 감사의 인사도 제대로해야합니다." Letting his words linger to fully register with the cat, the trusted companion of Prince Gumball then slowly began leading her away from the gardens for a very private 'thank you' of his own.


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Following Fionna's departure with the Peppermint Maid, the Prince resumed making a few parting instructions toward several of his subjects when it came to the party. Along with leaving a few notes on trying to heighten security measures around the castle. These almost weekly kidnapping attempts by the Ice Queen really did have a knack for getting in the way of his personal experiments and official princely duties. And after what nearly happened during this most recent (and initially successful) attempt? Well, needless to say the guards would be given a lecture or two on actually, you know, guarding.

Regardless, Gumball made good use on his time away from both friends and subjects alike. Having made his way to his personal chambers not too long afterward and slipping out of his current garments before washing up with a rather hot shower. A fresh change of clothing was laid out on his bed earlier at the order to another of the castle servants. Along with the order to not disturb him outside of any emergency matters for the next few minutes.

As the heated water washed away the lingering residue of the Ice Queen's ice and cleaned away the icky feeling of where her hands (along with other body parts) had touched him intimately, Prince Gumball was finally given a few moments of peace to reflect upon earlier. Not simply the abduction itself. More so, his thoughts lingered toward the way he'd started reacting toward Fionna afterward. It was silly of himself, the Prince realized. Fionna was a friend. One whom Gumball had known for years now. Always the adventurous, brave girl whose greatest passions included sword wielding and pounding any creeps who caused trouble.

A reflective smile touched upon the Prince's lips as he scrubbed himself clean with the fittingly pink bubbles which formed from his body wash. Memories of her past adventures which Gumball occasionally found himself wrapped up within. The way she would eagerly assist when needing her and Cake for a dangerous mission. Stuff which should have been, and often was, very dangerous. Yet seemed closer to a child's game when it came to her resolve in answering the Candy Kingdom ruler's call to action. Even when Gumball himself was left to fret over the final outcome of whatever mission she was sent out upon, there was always something to her determination which made him feel confident in the final outcome. Again, like any child's game where the hero or in this case heroine would inevitably come out triumphant in the end.

"Such a silly girl." The Prince spoke warmly; a smile touching upon his features, as the young male's mind felt a bit more at ease by the time he'd shut off the water and stepped out to get dressed.

The garments laid out beforehand were similar to what was often warn by the Prince while residing within the castle. His previous clothing had been collected by now, with previous instructions of cleaning it thoroughly as if the risk of a plague were at hand should the job not be done properly. He'd decide later on whether to keep or destroy said clothing. For now, Gumball had more important matters to attend toward.

Dealing with the occasional parting interaction with a few of his castle occupants, the Prince eventually made his way toward the guest chambers. Giving a light knock at the door, Gumball called out to the inside, "Fionna? Miss Peppermint? Are the two of you preoccupied at the moment?" Knowing of the possible indecency of making his way inside, yet not hearing an immediate answer, the Candy Kingdom ruler slowly opened the door while keeping his eyes closed tightly.

"Don't worry, my eyes are closed. I simply wanted to see if-" Gumball started, before suddenly being interrupted by a rather startled voice. "Sire!" The Peppermint Maid exclaimed; sounding rather panicked, which caused Prince Gumball to instinctively open his eyes to see what was amiss.

"What is it?!" He shouted; finding now that the entry to the guest chambers gave a rather clear view toward the still open doorway leading into the bathroom. The look of frightened concern soon melted away to one of realization, his eyes settled upon the rather revealing sight of the 'silly girl' whom the Prince was thinking of earlier. "Oh..." The young ruler uttered, dumbfounded, jaw slightly slacked, until the sudden impact of an instinctively thrown hair brush to his forehead brought the young ruler back to reality.

"Oww!" Gumball let out, rubbing upon his forehead, before quickly making his departure while calling in a slightly jumbled panic, "I'll go make certain everything else is coming together! Send for me if you need anything! ...I saw nothing!"

With the door slammed shut and the distant sounds of departing, hurried footfalls barely heard outside - the Peppermint Maid was left with a realization of what she'd done. "Oh Glob. I hope I'm not given thirty lashes and dipped in boiling hot chocolate for that." She noted with some concern; eyeing the brush which she'd thrown at her Prince upon reflex after hurriedly tossing the towel onto the human girl.

 

[Faux_Pas]

Cake laughed softly as Chromie cuddled in against her, the reminders on her own influence on Fionna would pay off bringing a smile to her face. "Oh, I know, baby... Believe me, I've been tryin' my best to get that girl in the right direction. She's tryin'... but then that whole Need to be a Hero stuff kicks in and I lose her. Gotta learn that line between perfect feminine specimen and amazing hero- like me." She grinned a bit more at that, a brow raising as her boyfriend told of his own problems with the prince in such departments. Her tail twitched at that, a slow curious sway coming from it as she rubbed her chin. "S'that so...? Sounds like they're both on the right tracks... Just gotta make sure they don't jump rails... Hm."

Still rather lost in her thoughts, purring as Chromie's nuzzling kiss found between her ears, followed by a few choice words that left the cat's purrs to grow twice as loud. "Ohh now THAT'S my kinda reward! Those two are on their OWN now-!" Slipping up onto the Lord's back, cuddling and kneading against him.


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brushing her hair alone was impossibly hard, leaving Fionna quite happy for Peppermint Maid's help in doing so. A brush of her own in one hand, settled onto a stool beside the tub and watching in the mirror as the striped round woman ran her own brush down the human girl's long blonde locks. "Thanks so much for your help, Peppy. This is all so much to have happen in one day- but I gotta admit, the nice bath and then this- pretty nice stuff. And the idea of a dress... If Gumball likes it? I mean- for his... dance... I want to look nice, y'know?"

"Of course, Miss Fionna..." Peppermint smiled, running the brush through once again. "I'll do my best to make you look wonderful for him."

"That's not quite what I meant-!," Fionna protested quickly, reddening once again. Oh Glob, was it really that noticeable? No one else really seemed to say anything, but it Peppy was catching onto it that easily, then... had Gumball noticed too?

If he had, why had he never said anything?
... Puppy love. He probably saw it as puppy love.

"I know the perfect dress!," Peppermint suddenly exclaimed. "I saw it in one of the storage rooms, and I think it would be absolutely perfect for what you were looking for, Miss Fionna! Let's finish up here and-"

"...My eyes are closed..." The prince's voice wafted into the room over Peppy's own, the maid's eyes widening in horror in the mirror before Fionna as she hastily spun around, yelling to the Prince as he stumbled into the room further. Fionna herself stood at the maid's shriek, a wild confusion on her own features.

"Gumball!," FIonna yelped, shocked to see him in the room- and the fact he was now staring at her. Hastily catching and holding against herself the towel suddenly tossed to her by Peppy, who suddenly hurled the brush in her hand at the lost-eyed Prince. The heroine cringed at the sound of impact, her fingers still clutching the towel against her as he reacted to the projectile. "Um..." Swallowing slightly, Fionna glanced nervously between the retreating prince and the suddenly horrified candy maid.

"He... he wouldn't do that," Fionna replied slowly to the worried peppermint, a slight dazed look to her own features. "It's not in him... I'm sure of it." Though there were other thoughts on Fionna's mind now, settling back onto the stool and staring blankly at the mirror. That look that he had given her. He had seen. Not her own look from before, certainly... but he had certainly seen something ELSE right now.

"I think he knows I'm not a kid anymore," She noted softly, playing with the brush she held still.

"I'm quite certain on that," Peppy agreed, clearing her own throat. "Well. Ah. Let's get that dress for you and keep anything else like that from happening, hm?" There was an added hue of red to those two tone stripes, however, as Peppermint led the human back into the main room, gesturing to the bed. "Have a seat. I'll go fetch it and return in a moment," She promised, slipping out the door.

"Yeah.. y-yeah, sure. Sounds... Awesome." Fionna wasn't really paying attention anymore; instead, she was nervously nibbling at her nail, glancing back to the door.

She knew he had seen her. There was no way he hadn't.
Now it was just wondering... What did he think of it?

She shook it off, groaning as she stood up and instead going ot peek out the window. Well, no more hissing and howling. Must be Monochromicorn found Cake. Good thing, too. Fi knew exactly what could happen in that feline was allowed too much 'nip. She still had scars...

Her ears managed to catch a few distant mewls and whines, followed by an added loud bray and neigh or two- curious sounds to be found in the depths of the woods surrounding the castle. A questioning glance was given after the sounds, Fionna realizing rather slowly on what those could probably be and-

"Here we are!," Peppermint called out cheerfully, reentering the room with a dress in hand. "Now go try this on, Miss Fionna! Let's see what you think!"

Fionna made a bit of a face, but took it anyway, dropping the towel to instead attempt to work the dress over her head. "I'm stuck-!," She cried out, flailing in her panic as it came to a halt midway down, leaving the corset over her head. "Peppy, HELP!" her panic caused her to shout now, struggling with the fabric that refused to move down.

"Now hold- Miss Fionna! Hold still a moment!"

 

[Eazy]

After that embarrassing little mishap, Prince Gumball had fully intended on keeping himself mildly distracted by triple checking a few early preparations for the festivities to take place a week from now. Truthfully, of course, there wasn't much to do as the Prince lingered within the hallway for a spell while attempting to focus his mind elsewhere. Fionna. She had certainly filled out. Well. It wasn't as if Gumball hadn't noticed. Not entirely. But it never seemed proper to dwell on such thoughts when thinking over the girl adventurer. Even now it didn't seem proper, yet here he stood. Dwelling.

But this wouldn't last for terribly long, as the sound of Fionna crying for help immediately caught the young Prince's attention. Logic would dictate against his bursting back in there a short time after the previous attempt. But logic never really worked the way one may want in this world, as thoughts of the Ice Queen seeking revenge filled the Candy Kingdom ruler's head while rushing back toward the door and promptly made his way back into the guest room.

"Fionna?! What is-" The Prince started to shout, before pausing in place and instantly realizing his repeated error in judgment. This truly wasn't one of his best days for snap second decisions, as the young lord once again sound his gaze lingering until being corrected by the trusted maid.

"Sire! You really must learn to not burst in on a lady!" The Peppermint Maid scolded; drawing Gumball's attention as she then instructed the young Prince, "Please. Turn around and close the door. Face the wall. There."

"Yes, yes. Of course." The male replied while quickly obliging in each of the maids instructions. If nothing else, it would prevent that door from swinging open any more until they were finished here.

With that tended to for now, the maid let out a sigh before returning her attention toward correcting the human girls errors in getting dressed. Truly, the blond was doing herself little favors in the way she moved about in her hurry toward getting the dress corrected. "Stop fidgeting, Miss Fionna! We almost have it-there!" The Peppermint Maid declared with a relieved sigh. Brushing a hand over her forehead, the Candy Kingdom denizen then went about helping in adjusting the dress to properly fit the human girls figure. Gumball, meanwhile, had remained silent and turned away from the scene, as the maid finished in straightening out and previously ruffled fabrics.

"There, now. That's much better. It's a lovely fit on you, dear." She declared proudly; observing Fionna in the gown with a look of pride at her first pick. Turning toward the Prince, the Peppermint Maid then attempted to call him over for a second opinion, "What do you think, Sire?"

"I think we need a new interior decorator. The wallpaper in this room leaves much to be desired." The Prince noted; the left hand feeling along the textures and seemingly genuinely lost in thought for the instant as the right one tapped a finger thoughtfully upon his chin.

"I meant about the dress, my lord." The maid corrected, before adding within a mumbled mess beneath her breath, "And I picked out that design myself, thank you kindly."

Turning around slowly, the Prince was naturally prepared to be courteous and respectful when it came to how his longtime friend looked in the first dress she tried. But Gumball was noticeably unprepared for the sight which greeted his gaze. Only this time, the human girl didn't have to be in a state of completed or near undress to accomplish such a feat. "Oh." The Prince let out with audible surprise. Eyes set upon the human girl across the room from himself, as his feet slowly brought him closer towards her without thinking. "Fionna... you look stunning." Gumball stated with all honesty. A complete certainty toward the tone of his voice as the Prince seemed to lose track of anyone else in the room but themselves for a moment in time.

At least, until the slightly confused servant in the room with them made a throat clearing nose before speaking, "So. I take it you approve of my initial choice for her?"

Blinking a bit as his attention finally broke away of Fionna, the Prince was prompt at answering with an approving smile toward the both of them, "Yes. Most certainly. It is a splendid choice, Miss Peppermint."

"Fantastic!" She stated with noticeable satisfaction in her work, before sighing beneath her breath while walking past the seemingly still too distracted to notice Gumball, "Now if only you felt the same about my taste in wallpapers."

 

[Faux_Pas]

"Oh glob, is that Gumball?!" Fionna nearly shrieked the query as she heard the Prince's voice, panicking a bit more and trying to push-pull-tug any way she could at the fabric struggling to make its way over her head and down her chest. One thing she seemed to outdo most of the occupants of Ooo with right there; her bosom. The only one possibly comprable was LSP, but... well. SHe wasn't going to say anything like that to the often already-grumpy Lumpy Prince.

Listening in as the Prince so intent on helping was ushered aside, left to simply stare at a wall while Peppy came to help her instead. With a little whine, she cringed as it was tugged down over her nose, wriggling through and letting the entire thing take its proper place. As Peppermint Maid worked it into better positioning, zipping up the back for Fionna to see it completely in the mirror, she watched the dress take a better hold against her and took a soft breath.

"Peppy... This is... Wow." Fionna blushed slightly as she studied the mirror from a distance, still shocked that it was herself she was looking at. She felt both... pretty... and ridiculous. A dress was just so unfamiliar to her.

Upon hearing the Prince's new soft sound in response to the dress, she gave a soft smile, watching him for a moment in the mirror before turning around and facing him personally. The added compliment left a deeper blush on her cheeks, making her own skin nearly as pink as the Prince's natural complexion. "Th-thanks, Gumball. I'm glad you like it."

The candy maid's added comment caused Fionna to blink a few times, almost forgetting the woman was in the room thanks to the Prince's awed stare. Clearing her throat, she quickly looked over to her, nodding herself. "It's- It's really nice, Peppy. I like it. A lot. And... Yeah. Looks like it met that requirement I had for it..." She smirked even more with that, that blush lingering.

"Wonderful!," The maid beamed. "Oh. Those shoes of yours. Not going to work with a dress like that. I'll go see what I can find." She gave a sidelong glance at the prince as she started to leave, a tiny huff given as she added a few words under her breath. "And hire an interior decorator to appease someone..."

The heroine giggled softly at that, turning enough to look at herself in the mirror once again. It was so strange to see herself that way. Her bunnyhat, gone. Her usual skort, missing. She looked...

"I don't belong in this," She blurted suddenly, shaking her head and trying to undo the zipper. "I don't. It's gorgeous, don't get me wrong- but- that's why. I can't be in it. This is meant for... for royalty like you, Gumball. Not for me." She found a lump growing in her throat as she spoke, nearly in tears. "I don't know how to be a woman fit for this. A real woman would... would know how to..."

She let the words run off on their own, her fingers finding the ribbon that trailed from the dress. Biting her lips together for a moment, she looked up into the mirror, watching the Prince behind her before quickly turning to face him. "Gumball, I..."

Glob, this was worse than what she faced that morning.

Words were too hard to get out.
Fionna was a girl of action.
Well then-

She moved forward quickly, taking the distance between them in only a few steps, eagerly raising her hand to brush up the Prince's pink cheek, letting her lips find his in a deep kiss.

Her heart was pounding even harder now.
But she didn't go.

A sudden fear.
The same one that Peppermint Maid had earlier after yelling at the Prince.

 

[Eazy]

The Prince gave a small smile at noticing the flush which came over Fionna's lovely features. This wasn't the first time she had blushed while in Gumball's presence, but it wasn't easy for him to dismiss it as a childish reaction like he may have normally done in the past. Speaking of, it was a slight challenge for him to keep his eyes upward after what he'd seen earlier. Particularly so when her... well, those were partly on display within the dress. At least now the Prince had an appreciation for the other side of the unspoken awkwardness between them following Ice Queen's most recent kidnapping attempt.

The Peppermint Maid's parting comments weren't lost on Gumball, yet the Prince would simply give a roll of his eyes and cross his arms in slight indignation at the light jab. Perhaps if she did a better job at picking out wallpaper in the first place then he wouldn't have had to say anything. In either case, his attention soon shifted over toward Fionna as she looked herself over in the mirror while the Prince watched from behind her. A small smile lingered upon his features. She looked so beautiful. Different, but familiar. Or at least that was how the Prince saw her, yet it seemed this wasn't a sentiment entirely shared by the young adventurer as she broke the temporary silence.

"Fionna?" Gumball questioned as she blurted out her initial comment and attempted at undoing the zipper - his features showing some confusion at what was wrong while listening to her reasoning. This made a subtle change toward concern as she seemed to grow close to tears, wondering if perhaps he'd done something to upset her. Maybe it was a mistake to suggest a party? He only wanted to make her realize how much himself and others had appreciated her, but instead...

With concern and uncertainty on his face, Gumball took a few steps closer toward Fionna, intending to place a comforting hand on her shoulder and try find out the root of what was bothering her. "Fionna, there's no need for you to be upset." His words came out softly, uncertain on where to start in trying to calm her down, when she quickly turned to face the young ruler. Perhaps it was fortunate, then, for the Prince that Fionna stretched out a hand to brush along his warm cheek before silencing them both with a deep kiss.

Gumball's eyes widened at the initial contact. A brief, muffled sound of surprise captured within the blonde's mouth. One which was short lived, as the Prince's surprised expression softened slightly while seemingly starting to accept the kiss. His hands raised themselves slightly. Not simply remaining flat at his side, yet not immediately reaching around to hold the girl within his arms during their embrace - due in most part to the simple fact of being caught unprepared such a bold move.

However, Fionna would soon feel Gumball begin to return the kiss, albeit with a lingering hesitation behind his actions, while both hands promptly followed suit by settling on resting at her ample hips. His previously wide opened eyes softened further, with both eyelids nearly closing over them as the Prince watched her through the narrowed slits. The returned kiss deepened, seemingly forgetting, at least for now, on exactly whom it was that was embracing him so thoroughly. All which mattered was how Glob darn good she felt while held within the lingering embrace.

After close to a minute in time which perhaps felt a lot longer for the pair, both Fionna and Gumball slowly broke the kiss, albeit with one of the Prince's hands lingering on her hip while the other raised to touch his fingertips at his lips. Staring at her with some lingering surprise, yet not seeming terribly upset over the bold gamble on her part, the Prince could only think of one thing to say while taking in what had happened, "...wow."

While a man of science whom often split his attention between the duties of running a kingdom and the various experiments ran in his spare time, The Prince had indeed indulged in a few kisses in the past. Mostly customary exchanges, however, with the few romantic embraces never coming anywhere close to this level of passion behind them. Slowly lowering the hand lingering over his lips, Gumball gazed down at Fionna, no sign of anger or annoyance over her actions, yet clearly a bit taken aback as the (perhaps currently slightly darker than normal) pinkly complexioned male inquired with some amazement to his tone, "So... when did you learn how to kiss like that?"

 

[Faux_Pas]

She clenched her eyes shut tightly, unaware now of how the Prince was reacting to the sudden brave move on the human girl's part. Fionna could be brash, unplanned in a number of her actions- but never anything like this in regards to the Prince. This was something that scared her completely, and left her fearing that at any moment he was going to shove her off, yell at her, order in the guards and-

Don't think about it. Just let this moment seem like eternity and let those lips be th last good memory before he has your head cut off.

A tiny whimper came as his hands found her hips, afraid at first... until his own lips pressed harder upon hers, his fingers digging in a bit against her sides and leaving the heroine wanting to come closer still, to simply wrap herself up against him. He felt so good. And tasted... amazing.

Breathing, however, was a necessary thing. That required her to finally ease back from him, that heavy hue resting upon her cheeks still as she looked up at him uncertainly. Well, he didn't look angry. That was a plus. A faint smile tugged at her lips as he brought a hand to meet his own, the single word bringing a giggle to her throat. "Yeah... That was kinda... kinda random, I guess... Ha... That's me for ya. Always full of those.. surprises..." Hesitantly looking down to the floor barely between them, she contemplated trying to step back a bit... but Gumball's hand hadn't exactly left her side, and she wasn't about to try and force it off.

Peeking back up, that smile still left on her lips with the curious look upon the Prince's face, another light giggle came through in her nervousness. "Oh! I- Um... Well, I mean, it's not like I was practicing with CAKE or anything, just... Uh..." She reddened a bit more, shaking her head and smirking up at him. "I make out with my pillow in my sleep. It's weird. But I guess I learn stuff from it... So there's a plus!"

Still in that dress.
Well, mainly in it. She had started to try and take it off before Gumball's intervention, the fabric left skewed upon her at the moment. Hesitantly trying to smooth it back down, she gave a slight frown at the mess she had caused with it. "Oh, Glob. Peppy is going to kill me. The one time I actually look like a real woman, and I have a freak out. Aaagh... All I wanted was to just look RIGHT, to not look like a kid for you, all because of Cake's stupid suggestion and-"

She froze.
Wait, something extra had come out with that. The... looking right for him.
"I mean... I'm sorry. I just... I wanted to... Ohh. Gumball, I'm not a kid. I'm not. But I feel like when you look at me, that's what you see. Fionna the human girl. I want to be something else when you look at me. But I also don't want to seem as crazy as that weirdo Ice Queen!"