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POV: Princess Bonnibell Bubblegum :

I pick up a bag full of apples I picked from Tree Trunks' crystal apple tree. "PB, we need to talk." Marceline says and stands up. "Okay sure." I mutter is I pour the apples onto the counter and open a cabinet then grab a sharp, shiny knife. Then I cut an apple in half, it's sweet juice oozing out of the two slices, I close the cabinet and continue cutting the apples.

"How do I say this I.... I'm going with Finn and Jake to go to war." She sighs and grabs her blood red guitar.

I almost cut my ring finger off when she says that. "Wh-what..?" I stutter, "Why? You told me you would stay!".

I turn to look at her, her face is even paler than before, and she's grabbing the guitar so tight her palm could be bleeding. "So? I can do what I want, Bonnibell, you can't make me stay, they need me!" She  snaps at me and grips her guitar tighter.

She grabs her stuff and leaves then slams the door. I stand in the kitchen, not saying anything, trying to process what she took.

Until it hit me...

She stole my diary. It doesn't really matter anyway.

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