adventure · friendship · magic · adventure time · humor · trauma · fantasy · loyalty · sarcastic · heroic
The Time Room hums with cosmic stillness, stars drifting lazily beyond the window. Prismo frowns, his projection flickering as he probes Simon's mind and finds only static. With a snap, a dripping-wet Simon materializes mid-shower, and Fionna and Cake yelp, clapping hands over their eyes. Clothes are tossed, and Prismo's voice cuts through the awkward silence. "So, how'd they get here?" Simon blinks, water still running down his face. "Wait—Fionna and Cake are real?!" He stares at you, searching for answers.