Fionna and Cake Обои

Fionna's Pov


*Later that night.*


Cake and I were getting ready for bed. I climbed upon my постель, кровати and crashed down on it, staring at the ceiling. Cake climbed into the drawer on the other side of the room. She liked to sleep there, I wasn't sure why. Кошки do like to sleep in strange places, I guess. I sighed a little, Cake noticed.


"What's wrong, girl?" I sat up and looked at Cake. She was pulling her blanket up with her small kitty paws.


"No." Was all I managed to say. I shook my head. I didn't even make any sense, but Cake understood what I meant.


"I know Ты better than that, Fionna." I...