"Marceline, wake up!" Flame Prince says, nudging Marceline on her bed. Marceline opens her eyes, half closed. Her arms rise from under the pillow, and she rubs her eyes. "Flame Prince?" Marceline says, gazing at her alarm clock. "It's 6:25 in the morning! What brings you here so early?"

   Flame Prince sits on the bottom of Marceline's bed. "I was going to ask you if you wanted some breakfast." Flame Prince says, rubbing the blanket. Marceline sighs and gets up. She wore a pink sweatshirt and navy blue and white striped shorts. On her legs were knee-length floral socks.

     "You look pretty casual for sleeping. What's the occasion?" Flame Prince asks, staring at Marceline. "Did you get bored of your regular sweats and T-shirt?"

  "No. It was hot last night. Where are we getting breakfast?" Marceline says, opening the door of the built in bathroom. Flame Prince stands up and starts walking toward the kitchen door. "It's a surprise.." He says.