"Everything you know is a lie...."
Fionna had slept on the thought of creating a new her... Both in, and out.
On the in, she would focus on letting go of everything she considered dear... Her belief of things going as planned at moments you least expect the unexpected outcome, the only man who seems to hold a place in her heart, however, her people would she not forget.
And on the out, there was nothing much to change. Her brows were thin enough and shaving it would make her look like she had some skin infective condition other than her freckles. Including her freckles, it would be very easy to believe she did have one.
And now... She wakes up to this dream.
Fionna had been closed in, by none other than her step mother, holding her against her will.
She would have left the instant s
