One week. They only had to stay for one week before the Winter King could finish duplicating the crown and give it to Simon. Simon, Fionna, and Cake are staying in the Winter Wonderland, and everything is perfect. Too perfect.

This is crazy, Simon thinks as he wanders around the ice castle, looking at the intricate decorations.

"Man, he's far than I in everything!" he mutters under his breath, feeling self depreciative as he compare himself to the crowned ruler of the ice. "How did he do it?" he adds quietly, his eyes narrowing slightly as he tries to understand the king's secret. He tries to keep calm for now—they need the crown from the Winter King—but he can't help but feel something is wrong in this dimension.