#pls watch fionna and cake its so good

[edenfire]

more like bi king💗💜💙

[interdimensionalsockdrawer]

This is going to sound crazy. Like really crazy. But my hair is looking good and I’m feeling confident so more have a pl f&c crossover scenario (under the cut):

Fionna Cake and Simon have been side traveling with Aurora and Des(cole) for a bit of time now and they’re staying in the same world together but it’s turning nightfall and Cake’s wondering where the two of them are at. And then she hears distanced humming or singing (I assume cats have better hearing or something) and so she runs off trying to find the voice as she recognizes it as Des’s. Obviously Cake running off means Fionna and Simon are chasing after her.

Well Cake finds Aurora and Des’s camp and she sees that Aurora’s being sung the dream lullaby song by Des and funny thing is. Funny thing is that they have their mask off so their eyes are mostly readable. So Cake listens on and Fionna and Simon eventually catch up to where she’s hiding and watching. Fionna tries to scold her but Cake tells her to zip it and listen.

So the three of them kinda just. Watch as Des is singing the song and his eyes,,, that was it. It began finally piecing itself together in Simon’s mind that Descole was Desmond, one of if not the closest friend he had. The three of them were watching sure but Simon couldn’t take his eyes off her. He was fully enamored, lost to the sound of his voice and look of his eyes. Eventually a memory begins to resurface itself while Des pauses from singing.

And the scene shifts to Desmond’s wedding day, sharing the dance not with their mother, but one of their best friends. Betty Grof. The two of them danced slowly but elegantly to the sound of the music, giving in all its mastery. Simon Petrikov kept his eyes solely on the two of them, and Desmond glanced back at him for a moment, but seemed his eyes were focused on something else. The edge of the dance floor. No one was there, or at least, not to Simon. To Desmond, the spirit of her mother stood and watched the scene, smiling that someone could go and take her place for this one special moment. And Desmond goes back to singing.

Their eyes are teary now, their tone a little choked from a possible sob, but they finish out the song with tears streaming softly down their face. Simon, too, feels the dams breaks, but has no words to speak. None at all. All he can do is watch Des quietly weep while the emissary lay still, sleeping.

Fionna and Cake had to drag him back to their own camp. He didn’t talk for the rest of the night.