Dear Diary,

I've been missing something in my life. I know what it is – Simon. In the war he acted like he was my dad! Now, he's just a grumpy old Ice King. I don't want Ice King, I want Simon Petricov! Anyway, the other thing I wanted to write about. Why does my dad – the one that created me – not want me. I know he loves me and all, but he doesn't even visit! I don't even know who my biological father is! I'll sleep on that.

See Ya!

Marceline Aberdeer

I put away the quill, the ink and the parchment sighing. I really did miss him. I miss his messages too.

Marceline
It's just you and me in the wreckage of the world
That must be so confusing for a little girl
And I know you you're going to need me here with you
But, I'm losing myself and I'm afraid you're gonna lose me, too

This magic keeps me alive
But, it's making me crazy
And, I need to save you
But, who's going to save me?
Please forgive me for whatever I do
When I don't remember you

Marceline
I can feel myself slipping away
I can't remember what it made me say
But, I remember that I saw you frown
I swear it wasn't me it was the crown

This magic keeps me alive
But, it's making me crazy
And, I need to save you
But, who's going to save me?
Please forgive me for whatever I do
When I don't remember you

A single tear slid from my eye that melody rang in my head. why did Ice king have to put that crown on years back? Urg, the crown. It's curse is so strong, it could kill a full grown vampire. 12 times. Anyway, I climbed into bed with troubled thoughts, drifting quickly into dreams. Dreams? I meant nightmares.

I stepped back, my old brocken Hambo in my hand, searing sunlight closing in on me. I screamed out for help, but not even a bug would help me, its not like they could, anyway. Off in the distance, in the shade of a large tree, a man and a ... I don't know, 1 and a half...year old girl, both of them having black, smooth hair. I-I recognised the man...IT WAS SIMON PETRICOV! I called out for him, sunlight blackening Hanbo's arm nearest the light. By his vacant expression, I don't think he saw or heard me. Sunlight scorched through my hand, I'd refused to retract it while I could, and now I was plunged into immence pain. Fixated on The little girl with Simon, I braced myself for the sunlight. Wait...wasn't the girl like 1 and a half before? She'd grown like 2 years in 2 minutes (What like renesmee? Sorry, back to the story). The child grew and grew, meanwhile I was burning up, literally. The girl stopped aging when she got to the age of a 18 year old. She was me. Marceline. Of course, she was human, not vampire. Simon, on the other hand, had aged and turned into his usual frosty form of Ice king. they sorta looked like they were family. Family. Was Ice King my dad?

I sat up, sweating buckets, my throat raw dry. What just happened? I could remember little snippets of the dream, but that was all. I sighed. then, an idea popped into my head. So, I had some clues about my past, like human me and Simon. The mushroom war. What if someone had written stuff down, like how to end the ice crowns curse? The Library.

Authors Note:

Sup guys? This is my first fanfic, and yea... SORRY IT SO SHORT! Ill try to make the chapters longer. AND I will add a better authors note! XD

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