Fionna's POV
"Fionna, Prince Gumball is here to see you."
"Coming!" I yelled down to my sister Cake the Cat.
I knew Cake was getting impatient, but I couldn't go down.
Not just yet. I thought. I had to time this just right.
"FIONNA GET DOWN HERE!" Cake yelled.
"JUST GIVE ME A MINUTE CAKE!" I yelled back.
Just gotta get this right...
Focus Fionna...Focus.
1...2...3...
"HEEYAH!" I yelled as I threw my sword toward the apple.
"Fionna," Gumball called out to me. I gasped.
I was so focused on my throw that I hadn't heard him come up the ladder.
"GUMBALL!" I yelled as he walked in the direction of the apple. "WATCH OUT!"
His eyes widened when he saw the sword coming toward him. He ducked at the last minute, so the sword only cut through his hair.
"Whoa," he said surprised. "You almost screwed up my dome piece."
Then he smoothed the only cut in his gummy hair. It was perfect, just like my long golden locks. Although, sometimes I wish he would wear it messy or at least a new cut once in a while.
What was I thinking? I thought.
Gumball's fine the way he is. There's nothing wrong with him.
And there's nothing wrong with me.
Not anymore...
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