Dear Anybody,

Let me set this strait. This is not a diary it's called a journal. Got it- good. And I'm only writing this incase I don't survive this insane old guy. Anyway let me start from when I decided to run away from home.

You see I live in this village we like to call The Village (I know. It's such an original name. *Eye roll*) that is in the middle of this huge evergreen forest clearing. All of the buildings are made from the surrounding trees that were built hundreds of years ago, maybe even after the Great Mushroom War. I'm not sure though, history was never my strong suit in school.

The houses all look the same, with their wooden one-story walls and drafty rafters, with nothing to look outside with. The only building that didn't look like the others was the schoolhouse. It had a giant bell on top of it and it had three floors to it, all with windows. The first floor holds kindergarten to fourth grade, the second floor holds fifth grade to eighth grade, and the last floor holds the ninth grade to twelfth grade.

Not long ago I graduated from high school. I was so proud of myself because I had big plans. I wanted to be an adventurer, to see beyond my quaint little village and see new amazing things. The night I graduated was when I told my father my dream. It was the biggest mistake I ever made.

"What!" he bellowed, "My daughter will do no such thing!"

"Why," I asked surprised by his out burst.

" Your engaged-"

Know it was my turn to shriek in protest, "What! Since when!"

"Since your birth. Before your mother died," he said softly before he lowered his head in sadness.

I lowered my head as well knowing very well how much dad misses her, but I couldn't let that fact stop me from getting an answer.

"What gives you the right to tell me who I marry," I demanded quietly.

"Because I am your father and I want you to be safe and close."

"But I'm only seventeen, who would you have marry me," I growled.

He crossed his meaty arms over his burly chest, "Weevil."

"What!" I shrieked, "That rat faced jackass! He's twenty years older than me!"

"And a friend of the family."

"But I don't even like him let alone love him!"

"Don't worry, you'll eventually grow to love him," he soothed.

I couldn't believe what I heard my own father say, each word was like a blunt knife forcing its way into my beating heart. Why was he able to fall in love with my mother? Why couldn't I find love like he did? Why did it have to be that stuck up jerk? I was so infuriated by what he said that I ran to my room ending the conversation.

For hours I stayed up ranting to myself about how unfair this was. Asking myself why mom would approve of this. Kicking random objects on the wooden floor of my room. Until I finally just collapsed on my bed from emotional exhaustion. What happened next is a little fuzzy and I don't remember it all so bear with me.

I was in a white dress that trailed on behind me forever, my shoulder length blond hair was out of its usual ponytail. In my hands was a bouquet of red roses that were dripping blood onto my white-gloved hands. I started to walk forward with no control over my legs while I heard a pipe organ play the wedding march Here Comes the Bride. To my sides I saw people everywhere standing up. Every one of them faceless, they were nothing but white masks. In front of me I saw whom I was walking towards. Weevil was at the alter wearing a black tuxedo, my father was behind said alter with a book in his hand. I tried to run away, scream, anything but I couldn't. I had no control over my body as I walked closer to the beady eyed, rat faced creep.

When I was standing by his side my father said, "Do you Weevil take my daughter to be your lawfully wedded wife?"

"I do," he said in his squeaky voice.

My father turned to me, "And do you Crystal take Weevil to be your lawfully wedded husband?"

"I do," the words slipped past my lips before I could bight my tongue.

"I know pronounce you man and wife. You may now kiss the bride."

Again my body moved against my will as I turned toward the rat man. As Weevil came closer to me, my eyes closed on their own accord and I started leaning in. Finally my panic was so great that I was able to scream out, "I don't want to marry him!"

"Then don't marry him," said a deep smooth voice.

I was able to open my eyes; in front of me was an eight foot golden owl. My surroundings turned into a starry night and I was in my green tank top and blue jeans again.

"Don't marry him, go be an adventurer," he said again.

"I heard you the first time… Sir. But how do you expect me to do that, hmmm?"

"Running away seems to be a good option," the owl shrugged his wings.

"Yah, well who or were am I going to go to if I do decide to run away."

"Head north until you come across a crossroad on your travels," he pointed to a picture in the sky that looked like the part of the forest where my house was built by.

Then he flew right in front of my face and said in a creepy voice, "Now, wake up!"

I flew strait up in bed from the shock then I breathed a sigh of relieve. That's when I made my decision I was going to control my own destine and nobody was going to stop me. I lit the candle by my bed and got my green backpack from under my bed. I stuffed it with an extra shirt and pants, a thick brown winter sweeter, my knife, canteen, and compass. Then I threw my leather bound notebook, an inkwell and a dipping pin in to my bag. Slinging the pack over my shoulder I silently crept through the dark house so I didn't wake up my father in the room across from my own.

When I finally made it outside I noticed that it was gray signaling dawns arrival. I fished into my backpack for the compass; in the dim light of early morning I saw the compass needle, point north. Right into the direction the strange owl pointed me to in my dream. I ran to the edge of the forest hesitating for only a second, remembering all of the stories my father told me of people going into the evergreen forest but never coming back. Then I plunged into the foliage knowing that whether I was attacked by rainicorns or not I was never coming back anyways.

I stomped through the forest at a speed walking pace never letting up and always following the compass north. I went up and down steep hills; I jumped across very narrow but deep chasms, I swam across a river, naked (because it would be stupid to get your clothes and shoes wet) and I trudged through a great deal of the forest. By the time it was after mid day I was starving. But I was lucky because not far ahead I saw a raspberry bush filled with red, rip, and juicy berries. I rushed towards it saliva accidentally escaping my mouth. When I finally had a hand full of them in my mouth they were amazingly sweet, each berry exploding in my mouth with flavor and juice. I've had raspberries before but they were never this amazingly delicious.

While I was eating I noticed something strange. I saw a butterfly, now I've seen butterflies before but this one had human skulls on its wings. And when I reached out to touch it, it turned around. Instead of seeing the usual black stick like body of a butterfly I saw a miniature human skeleton holding a raspberry, its face dripping with its juices. From surprise and horror I jumped back with a self-stifled scream and I fell down on my butt. The skeletal butterfly flew inches from my face said something to me in an unknown angry squirrel like chatter while it shook its tinny fist in my face. Then it flew off with a huff still carrying the raspberry. I watched it dumfound as it flew from sight. Still staring I stood up and brushed myself off. Quickly I grabbed a hand full of raspberries and then I walked shakily away from the bush.

Not thirty minutes after that little incident I found my crossroad. Literally, I came across a dirt road. It looked well worn and used by a lot of people. Getting excited that this was what that owl guy meant I started to walk on the road heading toward were the sun would set that day. I was so happy that I was on this adventure, that I saw something new and that I will never have to marry that rat. I started to sing.

I was walking along, mindin' my business

when out of the orange colored sky!

Flash!

Bam

Ali-ca-zam

wonderful you came by

I was hummin' a tune

drinkin' in sunshine

when out of that orange colored view

Wham

Bam

Ali-ca-zam

I got'a look at you

Then suddenly I felt a pain on the back of my head and everything went black.

I woke up first noticing how cold I was, the air the floor, it was like I was sleeping in the belly of an iceberg. Then I noticed the chit chatting of womanly voices. When I tried to sit up pain split through my head like a lightning bolt and a groan escaped my lips. Then the room went quiet.

"Oh my glob look she's getting up," stated a deep diva voice.

"Yes we can see that LSP," said a sweet voice.

Someone was gently pushing me back down on to my back. When my head was placed back on to my backpack I looked up to see a woman. She was wearing glasses, brown hair pulled back into pigtails with a jewel hanging from her forehead and wearing what looked like a button up lab coat over an orange sweater dress. And she had a strange green complexion to her skin.

"Don't get up too fast, that hit to the head that the Ice King gave you was pretty bad. Wait awhile before you try again," she said in a light nasally voice.

"Okay," I said weakly.

"Do you remember your name?"

"It's Crystal."

"Do you know what day it is today?"

"Saturday."

"Good. Now which hand is your right hand?"

I lifted up my arm that was by where she was sitting next to me.

"Good. Now we are going to try sitting up again alright?"

I nodded then she clasped my hands and pulled me up into a sitting position.

"My name is Doctor Princess," she said pointing to herself.

"That's Princess Bubblegum," she pointed to an all pink person. Her skin, her long hair, her dress all was pink. She was wearing a circlet that had only one point and had a blue stone on top of it. She smiled and side hello in her sweet voice.

"That's Lumpy Space Princess," she pointed to a floating purple cloud. But when the pink girl elbowed it. It turned around showing a displeased face with a yellow star on her forehead.

"Hey," she said in that deep diva voice unenthusiastically.

"That's Slime Princess," she pointed to a little lump of green muck. She was wearing a circlet like the pink girl but it had a green stone on the top instead of blue. She waved her little nubby arm and said hello in a very regal kind of voice.

"That's Raggedy Princess," She pointed to what looked like a sock with only legs, with two button eyes one black the other green, and her long brown hair was holding up what looked like a giant broken piece of glass. She came out of hiding from behind the pink girl, gave me a quick nod and said hello in a shy quiet voice. Then she went back to hiding.

"And lastly that's Wildberry Princess," she pointed me to a giant red raspberry with thin green arms and legs. A stem and leaf was sticking out on top of her head. On top of the stem was a tinny three-point crown; in the middle of the crown was a red jewel. She said hello to me in a sort of high-pitched kind of voice.

For a long time all I did was stare at them. Slowly I turned to the woman calling herself Doctor Princess.

"I think I got hit harder on the head than you think?"

"Why do you say that?"

"You're green, she's pink, she's a purple cloud, she's a giant fruit, she's a ball of slime, and she's a sock with feet," I said while pointing to each princess, "So I'm pretty sure I'm hallucinating."

"Oh, for a second there you had me worried. No you're not hallucinating, you're seeing what you're seeing," she said with a smile.

I just stared at her for a long time while the information sunk in. When I finally accepted the truth of the matter I grabbed my head, doubled over forward, and groaned.

"Maybe we presented her with too much information for her to handle," Princess Bubblegum said sympathetically.

"Maybe we should ask her some questions about her self," suggested Raggedy Princess.

"Did she just call me a purple cloud," Lumpy Space Princess yelled, "I'm going to kill her!"

"No! It is bad enough she was kidnapped like the rest of us," Wildberry Princess shouted while she and Slim Princess was holding her back.

"And she has it worst than us because he thinks she looks like Fionna which is why he threatened us to changer her into the costume he made," Slime Princess finished.

That's when I noticed the blue skirt. Slowly I stood up while I was still looking down. I had on knee high white socks with black strap shoes. I was wearing a blue mini-skirt and a form fitting blue short-sleeved t-shirt. When I looked up again a piece of white fabric fell down in front of my face. I pulled the hat off of my head my blond hair falling across my shoulders. It was white with bunny ears on top of it.

The hat still in hand I looked up at the others, "What did you guys do with my stuff?"

"We put your belongings in your backpack," answered Princess Bubblegum.

I picked up my bag from the floor and switched out my brown sweeter for the white bunny hat. Then I shouldered my green pack and turned to Doctor Princess.

"Thank you for bandaging my head when I was out cold."

"Your welcome."

"And thank you all for being so nice to me," I said to the others, "I'm sorry for being so rude."

"Humph, you should be. I'm a princess and I deserve to be treated like a princess," Lumpy Space Princess huffed. Everybody turned to her and glared.

"What?"

"It's alright Crystal it's obvious that you've never been here before. Where do you come from?" Princess Bubblegum asked.

"Oh, I come from a human village."

Everybody gasped but Doctor Princess and Princess Bubblegum.

"You're, human," they all cried out in surprise.

"And there is more of you," questioned Doctor Princess.

"Yah, why," I asked, weirded out by their out burst.

"Well, its just we've thought humans have been extinct for hundreds of years," explained Princess Bubblegum.

"Oh."

I didn't say any more and they didn't ask any questions. While I was standing there in that terribly drafty skirt I looked around at my surroundings. The walls, floor and celling were nothing but smooth blue ice. There were thick icicle cell bars to my left. I walled over to it. Outside the cage bar doors I saw a bed with cheetah bed sheets that was messy and unmade to my right. To my left I saw a drum kit with the title #1 BABE tattooed on the big drum in the middle tucked into a corner. Everywhere there were sheets of paper, different articles of clothing strewn across the floor and a random instrument here and there. The walls, floor and celling was also made of blue ice.

"So, who is this guy again that kidnaped us, where are we, and when do we escape?"

"The wizard that kidnaped us is called the Ice King," Slime Princess said with a shiver.

"He kidnaps us because he's looking for a princess who will marry him," continued Raggedy Princess.

"But nobody will because he's old, crazy and ugly," stated Lumpy Space Princess.

"We are in the castle of the Ice Kingdom," replied Princess Bubblegum.

"And we'll be rescued by our hero, Finn," Wildberry Princess said excitedly.

Half of the room swooned. I raised an eyebrow.

"He's that great, is he," I said with skepticism in my voice.

"Oh yes, he's strong," sighed Wildberry Princess.

"Kind," blushed Raggedy Princess

"He has supper hot lumps," Lumpy Space Princess said while rubbing her hands over her body in a weird way.

"Very heroic," stated Princess Bubblegum in a matter of fact tone.

"He's helpful," added Slime Princess.

"And a great patient," finished Doctor Princess.

"Okay then, I guess I can't wait to meet him."