[Fionna HAD been asleep, nice and snug in the tree fort. Instead, she blinks her eyes and finds that she is...cold. She's NOT in her sleeping back, she's outside, and already she's suspecting her sister being stupid again.]

Cake, this is dumb, even for you. If you wanted me to come out, all you had to do was as-

[But she stops short, her eyes wide open. Wait a minute! It was WET out here, and not just regular cold, but super cold!  She was fully up now, and her eyes were dating back and forth around her environment. She was already reaching for her sword in her backpack, looking very, very much ill at ease.

Ice Queen, if this is your fault I am SO going to stomp your butt to the ground! This is not math, dude!

[Familiar white dress. Familiar annoying scroll. Familiar garden full of flowers, familiar vine creeping up on her, begging for her input.

Fine.

She's unsure whether she's proud or not, to realize that it comes as second nature to her.]

You know, I thought I dreamed this place up. I really, really believed that. I guess that's just something you tell yourself to deny the fact that you lived in a schizo lesbian acid trip for the better part of a year.

[Laying down among the flowers, she sighs. The first time she arrived here, she was enraged, but this time, she's just sad. As soon as things started going the way she wanted them to, they were ripped away again. Sure, things back home were still rough, but at least she could be honest. And she had Brittany.

Brittany...]

I think I'm just gonna lay here for a while. What did I miss?