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~Time

It took days for Marceline to get used to the presence of her father.

It took weeks for her to dare looking Hunson at the eyes.

And it took months for her to tolerate being near him.

~Yesterday

Marceline couldn't believe that in the days before the war, she had loved his father.

Hunson found it hard to believe that in the days before the war, his daughter loved being by his side.

But the hardest thing to believe for both of them was how much they missed those times.

~Blood I

Blood meant nothing. Hunson was no longer her father.

~Indifference

Marceline was surprised to discover that feeling nothing at all could be much more painful than feeling a lot.

~Mistake

Indifference was the weakest of resentments. That was something Hunson knew for sure.

It would be his daughter who would show him how wrong he was.

~Attempts

All of Hunson's attempts to explain Marceline the reasons of why he had abandoned her always ended up in failure. All of Marceline's attempts to forgive her father always had the same result.

~Talk

Why was it impossible for Hunson to talk to his daughter without sounding cold and fiercely imperative?

Why was it impossible for Marceline to talk to her father without being rude and hurtfully sarcastic?

~Smile

"Where did you find that old teddy bear?"

Marceline smiled, but it faded away as soon as she remembered with whom she was talking to.

"It was a gift from someone very dear to me. You could say he was like a father to me."

Hunson merely walked away,in silence.

~Envy

Hunson felt a pang of envy everytime he heard how Marceline wished good night to the absent Simon Petrikov, while he remained completely ignored.

~Dreams

All that kept Simon's heart and mind from freezing completely were the vagues memories of a little girl and a young woman. The memories were still there, but they vanished whenever he tried to reach them. As if they were just scattered traces of distant dreams.

~Princesses

"Their names are Betty and Marceline. I ... must...remember them..." But they slowly faded away with each step Simon took towards the mountains that would soon be his new home.

~Penguin

Initially, the penguin was just a nuisance who kept following him.

However, there was something strange about that animal.

It was disturbing. That didn't stop Simon from eventually getting used to its company.

Gunter,he named it.

Though it was possible that it had been the penguin who whispered that name to him.

~Gunter

Wasn't Gunter the name he and Betty had chosen in case their child was born a boy? And who was Betty?

Who was Simon?

"Gunter, please tell me who I am..."

~Affection

A nameless emotion invaded Hunson when he fully convinced himself that his daughter loved the memory of a maniac more than she loved her own father.

It destroyed his patience, and ate away his heart.

~Discussion

"If you ever touch Hambo again, I swear I'll make you pay!"

"Don't talk to me that way, Marceline! Can't you see these senseless bonds and emotions make you weak? Just look at you. You are so caught up in your past that you don't dare to move forward towards your future!"

"You're right. I don't move foward because that's not the future I want. It's the one you've planned for me inside your selfish mind."

~Fights

Hunson never again approached that damn teddy bear, but arguing with Marceline became a routine.

In spite of it all, it was somewhat comforting. His daughter finally spoke to him, even if those words only came in the form of arguments and reproaches.

~Fries

"Why, dad? Why? Why do you always make it so easy for me to hate you?"

~Abandonment

Marceline felt no pain nor shed a tear when she left her father. She ignored Hunson's orders to go back. Instead, Marceline kept walking. And this time, Marceline had no desire to stop. She wished the road was infinite.

~Fault

Hunson's hand still tingled. Maybe he had slapped Marceline harder than he'd thought. But that wasn't his fault, it was Petrikov's.

He had ruined his Marceline.

~Remoteness

Before she noticed, Marceline had already walked into the mountains covered with ice and snow. The weather was so cold that she feared she would freeze to death. That didn't matter.

The cold was more bearable than the idea of returning to her father's side.

~Shadow

She heard some steps behind her back, mildly muffled by the snow.

"Simon? " Marceline instinctively asked,as she looked over her shoulder.

All she felt was a sharp stabbing pain in her stomach, and then ,everything dissapeared.

~Incomprehension

Hunson knew Petrikov was in the area. He could feel the crown's disgusting magical aura dangerously close. What he didn't understand was why Petrikov had tried to kill his Marceline.

He would make that bastard pay for what he had done to his daughter someday.

Taking away his soul, Hunson thought, would only be the begining of his punishment.

~Blood II

"Gunter, you're back! Did you find my princesses, Gunter? What is a princess, Gunter? Why are you stained with blood, Gunter?"

~Transformation

Marceline didn't know what she was anymore. She was a demon, she was a vampire, she was a monster... Or maybe ,she was all that and more.

And perhaps, she was nothing at all.

~Gratefulness

Someone or something had been about to kill her, and it was her father who had saved her life.

The daughter was grateful, but the demon inside Marceline was humiliated.

~Inheritance

Marceline wasn't too happy to discover how many personality traits she had inherited from her father. On the other hand, Hunson was delighted.

Maybe ,Marceline was a worthy heiress after all.

~Similarity

Although his relationship with Marceline had improved slightly, Hunson knew it would never be as it had been before. Just like Petrikov was the shadow of someone who was no more, his relationship with his daughter was only a weak and imperfect reflection of the past.

~Possibility

Perhaps she had been wrong. It sounded ridiculous, but ... perhaps her father still loved her. And maybe, she could love him back in return.

~Monsters

"You won't approach those mountains again, Marceline! They are habitated by nothing but monsters!"

"And how are we any different from them?"

~Madness

The crown was right.

Sanity was scary. Why not crave for craziness instead?

It was less painful, and much sweeter.

~Destiny

"Very soon you will fulfill your destiny, Marceline. And you will be happy again, I promise."

"But whose happiness and destiny will be truly fulfilled, father? Mine ... or yours?"

~Planet

The planet began to heal. Slowly but carefully, it rose from its ashes. The Earth had died , and it was being reborn.

Marceline wondered if someone like her, who lived but never died, could heal as well.

She was willing to find out.

~Legacy

"I will stay here. Keep the Nightosphere to yourself and do what you please with it. I don't want it."

"Why do you insist on being so foolish, Marceline? This Earth you so ridiculously love is nothing but an endless cycle of chaos. You've seen it die once, and it will die again countless of times. Give up this charade and come with me! I ... I don't want to lose my daughter again."

"... You already have."

~Foolishness

How could she have been so stupid? How could she have thought her father really loved her?

Hunson was,and would always be, out for himself. Marceline knew that for sure now.

She would never make that same mistake again.

~Farewell

He couldn't leave the Nightosphere. Someone or something had locked him in that dimension for good.

Who was responsible of this?

Petrikov?

...Marceline?

Could it be that Hunson couldn't even trust his own family?!

It was a terrible inconvenience, but he was far from being defeated.

Hunson would meet Marceline again, and then, he would convince his daughter to fulfill her destiny as his heiress once and for all.

~Freedom

Now that her father was gone again, Marceline was free to return to the mountains covered with ice and snow.

She didn't want to go back, but she needed to.

She had to discover if it was really him the one who lurked in the snow...

~Strangers

"Who is that girl, Gunter? Is she my princess? She is coming right at me ... No, don't touch me! Get away from me! Who are you?! Go away! GO AWAY!"

~Surrender

Marceline lost count of her attempts to approach that man with the white beard and the golden crown. She couldn't believe that this man was once her beloved Simon. Her heart broke when she discovered that her patience towards him was running out quickly.

If Simon had not intention of remembering her , why should she had any intention of helping him?

~Kingdom

New civilizations, creatures and kingdoms began to grow. It took years, but for Marceline, time was irrelevant. She wondered how long it would take for this new world to be destroyed, just as her father had predicted.

~Hambo

"That old teddy bear? I sold it to an old witch!"

~Weak

Marceline was really becoming very weak and merciful. She found no other explanation of why she had spared Ash's life.

~Human

It was funny.

Finn reminded Marceline of the naive and noble girl she once was.

Poor stupid human... he would one day discover how the world really was. And he wouldn't like it.

At all.

~Vampire

"You know who am I, Finn? I'm Marceline, the Vampire Queen. If I wanted to, I could kill you in a second."

"Yes, but I know you won't do that."

"Ha! And how are you so sure I won't?"

"Because we're friends."

~Mistakes

Marceline knew that giving that human the chance of being her friend was a big mistake.

But she also knew that continuing to drown in her own grudges and hatreds was a bigger one.

~Right

Was it right for someone like her ...to be happy again?

~Returns

It was a cruel joke from the world to allow her father to return while Simon remained lost and distant.

~Song

Father,do you even love me?

~Doubt

Simon, do you even remember me?

~Answer

"Of course I love ,Marceline. Don't you ever doubt that."

~Hug

"Of course I love you, old man."

For an instant ,Marceline could feel how Simon was still alive inside the Ice King.

~Life

And suddenly, as the Ice King sang with her, Marceline was a little girl again.

Their memories,their hopes... they weren't dead.

They lived, and Simon did ,too.

Simon had rescued her when she was lost and alone, and now, it was Marceline's turn to save him.

~End

The answer came to her as the song ended.

Yes.

Life was still worth living.