Adventure Time Academy with Fiona the Human - Fiolee (Rated M)

Chapter 10: Ice

The room was as large as a ballroom. Windows made up one wall, similar to her apartment. They looked out over an immaculately groomed English style garden. The floor was marble, which made her wedges click as she walked.

Maybe I should have practiced a little more like CB had suggested... She thought nervously.

Bernabon sat at a large antique desk, but the desk and well as Bernabon were both dwarfed by the size of the room. He wore a light pink dress shirt, a loose, brown vest, and a pair of dress pants.

Even when he is sick he dresses so nicely...

She couldn't help but compare his home to Finn's. Finn's was so welcoming and condensed, but Bernabon's was large and exquisite.

Cold. That's what his home was. It was cold, his house did not feel lived it. It felt worked in. The army of servants that worked behind the scenes, and seemed to control every aspect of the house that Bernabon let them, Pep being a prime example.

Bernabon looked up from some papers he was pretending to be engrossed in to meet Fiona's eyes. His eyes grew wide as he watched her walk towards her desk. She felt extremely self conscious. She didn't know where to place her eyes, so she settled on pretending to look out at the enormous garden behind him. The sky was growing dark and heavy. It looks like there is going to be one hell of a storm soon...

"Fiona, you-you-you look... beautiful." Was the only word he could think of.

She smiled. "Good afternoon Bernabon."

He continued to stare. It made her feel uncomfortable. She clenched her fists. She realized that a slip of paper was in her hand. On closer inspection, she realized that Pep must have slipped her the assignments as she walked into the room. It was the only explanation.

The sooner I give him his assignments, the sooner I can leave this place. She glanced nervously up at the quickly approaching clouds again.

Bernabon placed his fountain pen down, and rose from his desk. "It is so good to see you again!" He strode over to her, and took her hands in his, stepping back to admire CB's handiwork.

She couldn't help but blush. "Bernabon, you saw me yesterday." She corrected him.

He cocked his head to the side and was thoughtful for a moment. "Yes, I believe you are right, but it has just seemed to be so much longer."

She giggled. She couldn't help herself. It was the same old Bernabon. What was I thinking asking other people? She thought with a tinge of embarrassment. Why didn't I just talk to Bernabon in the first place? I had his number. Nothing was stopping me, but other people telling me what a bad guy he was.

She glanced up at his sweet face, and even sweeter hair. Which had regained it bubblegum sheen.

"Oh yes, here are your assignments." She slipped her hands from his, replacing them with the piece of paper instead. He glanced down at it with disinterest. He seemed to be much more interested in her.

"Come with me." He smiled. Taking her by the hand once again, and leading her gently through the ballroom-sized study. At the far end of the room was another doorway, with two matching male servants waiting to open the doors for them. They bowed simultaneously to Bernabon as he entered, he ignored them. Fiona nodded to them in acknowledgement. They bowed curtly to her, and then exchanged glances. Her heart began to beat a little faster. Their expressions were unreadable to her peasant eyes.

They walked into a dome-shaped room. The walls draped with the same heavy curtains she had seen in CB's closet, but these were a deep emerald green. Small old fashioned gas lamps hung from the walls between each set, casting a warm glow on the floors and ceiling. The high ceiling was decorated with the same astrological patterns that were in the grand entrance, and in the very middle, a circular skylight revealed the ominous sky above. Bookshelves hung full of heavy, dusty books. Below the skylight, there were two long desks facing each other.