Simon Petrikov had spent a long time in the throes of magic-induced insanity. And probably would have continued like that until the sun blew up if not for Marceline. Bless her heart, she had finally managed to cobble together a solution to reduce his senility: stolen Venture Tech mixed with demon magic.
Still going by Ice King, his new name (it was just cooler sounding), Simon decided the small slice of Land the other Villains gave him when he was too naive to ask for more wasn't good enough. After all, his old complete Ice King persona, Kidnapping of princesses aside, had decided to, in a bid to look nicer and to have companionship, to open his Kingdom to any refugees that were in need of places to stay after the chaos the other Rulers were causing. He so far hadn't gotten much out of that offer in terms of people accepting it, but that wouldn't last forever as word got around.
"Gunter!" You, Simon Petrikov/Ice King, exclaim.
"Wenk?" All Your Penguins ask at once.
"Why did I give you all the exact same name... I meant the one that likes to break stuff and cause chaos." You massage your temples. With nods, That Gunter steps forward.
"Alright bud, gather up the army! We're going to have to get ready!"
"Wenk?"
"...Yes, I know our army is just Me, a bunch of penguins, my surrogate daughter, an escaped Total Drama contestant and some cowardly Glorft. Can you just do it?"
"Wenk." Gunter shrugged, waddling off.
"Excellent! Ahahaha!" You cackle before breaking into coughs as a fly flies into your mouth.