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Really should know better.

Characters: Fionna, Open
Date:December 9th
Summary: Mistletoe mischief! Also, I had just missed the one last year:(
Warnings: None yet.

A gloom had come over many of her friends, and it was bringing Fionna down...almost. After all, the weather was changing, and there was something about the way the weather had changed that made Fionna feel happy. If her friends weren't going to be happy, she could at least try for them, right?

And what was the best way to do that but to try to get into a festive mood? Fionna was in the gardens, putting flowers in her hair, her hair combed neatly and flowing a little longer than usual out of her hat. It would have surprised even Cake back home: she had never looked this primped up.

Of course, this would have actually been a good idea to look at Alice's post, but like most alerts, Fionna had missed them and was walking around the gardens, seeing what food she could gather in the treefort later. True, she was really only there half the time, but you never knew what you would need later, right?

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"It's still important to do that junk," Fionna said. "Especially the hair thing. You can't have it flowing all over the place when you're fighting dudes. She sounds pretty cool though. What DID your Da teach ya?"

Sette nodded. The braiding was definitely useful. It kept people from grabbing her by the hair when she made her escape. She either had to learn to braid it or cut it short, and she loved her hair too much.

"Everything! How ta steal the coinpurse off a noble 'fore he ever lays eyes on ya, how to tell the worth of yer haul, how ta bat me eyelashes and play up me size to get folks all protective, how ta keep yer men in line, maths...all the good stuff."

She wanted to add that he had NOT taught her reading, but knew it would be a dumb idea to insult her dad, even though all the stuff he taught her sounded pretty rotten.

"Cool dude, in a way I don't really get. So, whatcha up to no-"

Wait. She couldn't move. Crap.

He actually had tried. Sette had never been able to get it, and eventually she'd just given up and decided she hated it.

"Not much. Hangin' about. You?"

"I've been good. This place has been pretty bad for my friends though. They've all been having problems. Sette, do me a favor and get me out of this? I think my foot got caught or somethin'. I can't move."

"Eh?"

Sette looked down to the ground. Fionna's foot wasn't stuck. There wasn't anything for it to be stuck on.

"The heck you talkin' about?"

"I dunno, I could move before, and like, now I can't! Is there some kinda forcefields around here, or a stun spell? They have those, you know."

What kinda trick was this?

"Whaddaya...oy!"

She'd just discovered she couldn't move either.

"The fresh hell is this!?"

"Beats me!" Fionna replied, still struggling. "This bonks! Why can't we move?!"

She grimaced, then fell to her knees, growling.

"Aw man, if this is one of those queen things..!"

"OH I just bet it...oh cripes! Not this again!"

Sette pointed upwards, to where the mistletoe was sprouting. She'd fallen prey to it last year, too, so she knew what was going on.

"We gotta suck face or we can't leave," she said grumpily.

"Again?! What, this happened before? But nothing is different!"

Then she looked up at the plant, winkling her nose. "Dude, seriously? A plan that keeps you all froze up? That's just stu-"

Fionna's voice trailed off at Sette's instruction. "WHAT?! That's crazy! You're one of my close friends! I can't go doin' that, its too weird!"

"You think I'm happy 'bout this?" Sette asked unhappily. She stuck her tongue out in disgust. "Blech, gross. An' you ain't even as good lookin' as the last time!"

"Who would b-hey, what's that supposed to mean? I look exactly the same, except I just decided to look a little nicer today!"

She had though she looked good? Seriously?

"No, as the girl I got stuck with last time," Sette clarified. "She had tits even put yours t'shame."

Fionna was about to answer with an annoyed retort, than thought of what Sette was saying and started to snicker.

"No way dude, really? I just imagine you getting crushed with one of those! Besides, I thought they grossed you out."

Sette looked away, seemingly embarrassed.

"Just cuz I don't want none of me own don't mean I don't know what they're good for. Everyone knows bigger looks better."

"Oh really? What are they good for then?"

"Feedin' babes and drawin' the eye of blokes. And ladies what are into that."

"Puh. Boobs aren't that big a deal. They slow you down and they hurt when you get in in them."

Wait a minute...

"So you're saying you're one of those ladies are into that?"

Sette rolled her eyes. "I know all that, thick-head, that's why I don't want no- Oy! I didn't say nothin' of the sort!"

She practically hissed like a cat at the suggestion

"Just 'cuz I ain't blind don't mean I'm salivatin' all over 'me me own self! They looks good for them as like 'em, that's the sole thing I'm saying!"

"I dunno dude, you seem to be pretty into 'em, and you're yelling a lot. Maybe it wasn't just those breasts though, maybe you just liked her?"

She was being a pain, yeah, but that was what Sette got for saying she wasn't as pretty. She was just getting better at hiding that.

"Shaddup, you," she said unhappily. She was a lot better at dishing it out than taking it. "Let's just get this over with, alright?"

"Fine," Fionna said shrugging. "But I think you better do it, not me. That way it'll feel less..ya know, messed up."

"Fine," Sette said. She hesitated for a moment, and then got up on her toes - she wasn't as short as she used to be, she found.

She gave Fionna a kiss right on the mouth. It wasn't long or hard, just a quick in-and-out.

"There, happy?"

Had it been that long? Fionna had been so used to a short Sette that she hadn't expected her to reach so easily. and when she did, it was still surprising. The kiss didn't last long.

Good question.

"Nah dude," she said. "I don't think you ever brush your teeth."

But there was a wink, just so she understood it was still pretty cool Sette didn't complain about it all day.

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