Bopertop

"Come on, Marshall!" "No!" "Please?" "No." "I'm sure it's not that bad, dude." "Ugh, fine! I can't believe I'm doing this..." Fionna waited outside looking up at the tree fort she and Cake lived in. She was dressed in a make shift prince like uniform and a paper crown taped to her hat. The blonde girl cleared her throat and lifted her hand in the air toward the balcony, the other on her chest in a formal manner. "I have come far and wide, riding on my noble steed..." she glanced over at Cake who's playing with a flower, a saddle on her back. "And I am here to save you from the confinements of your prison! So, please, won't you come