A/N.

This is a complete crack fic.

The Ice King and Finn is not something I ship...

But TIK ships himself pretty hardcore with Fionna.

And Marceline likes messing with Finn...

So this was born.


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Women's Day

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"You guys know what day it is today don't you?" Marceline asked, floating in through their window and ending up on their couch first thing that morning as the two were having breakfast.

"Nope," said Jake.

"No clue," replied Finn.

Marceline chuckled. "It's Women's Day you dweebs."

"Ooooohhhhhh," said Finn. He thought about it long and hard. "Nope. That doesn't mean anything to me. What is it Marcy?"

"Yeah, I'm with him," Jake pointed a thumb at his brother. "I've got no idea about any Women's days."

"All it means is that you dress up like women for the day. It's supposed to make you feel empathy, for what women go through."

"Um, okay..." replied Jake. Something about it just didn't add up but since he'd never heard of it before he couldn't really question it.

"Empa..what?"

"It helps you understand women. You DO want to understand women don't you Finn?" Marceline was pressing on his sore spot. She knew that he had trouble understanding girls. She played with that fact a lot, messing around with him and telling him lies about how to get girls to like him. It was actually really funny. Finn wore his heart on his sleeve, he was kind of cute and pathetic like that.

"Glob yeah I do!"

"So I've got something for you to wear today, you just change into it and then you both can spend the entire day UNDERSTANDING women."

"Sounds great Marcy."

"Where do we sign up?" said Jake.

"Well, I was thinking the Jake could make himself into the more feminine version of a cat, just for today. Oh and I bought some paint to give you some stripes. And let's give you a bow instead of a collar."

"I can do that." Jake contorted his body shape, into a feminine cat with womanly breasts. You can't forget the womany breasts on Women's Day. He strutted in front of a mirror. "Dang, I look GOOD."

"You'd better make yourself sound more like a woman too, Jake" Marceline instructed.

"Oh Honey, I look GOOD." Jake tried again in a voice a couple of octaves higher.

Finn went off to get changed and returned wearing a short skirt and a different shirt and hat, juggling two oranges in his hands. "What are these for? Breakfast?"

"No Finn." Marceline told him straight and then took them from him and shoved them into the bra that she hoped he put on. "Now I just need to fix your hat." She stuck her hand under it and felt around for a tuft of hair that she could pull out. It was quite easy to find one. "There done."

Marceline stood back to admire her handiwork. "You look really pretty as a girl Finn." She told him, putting a hand on his shoulder and he blushed. This was priceless. Now all she had to do was make sure Ice King nabbed a princess today and the rest would take care of itself.

"We both look so HAWT," Jake said in his lady-voice. "I would totally get to tier two with myself."

"Get ready for Adventure Time - womens style!" said Finn.

Marceline was glad these guys were so gullible. It was as easy as throwing them out of their house when she first met them. "Remember you need to sound like women too, just to make it all complete."

"Get ready for Adventure Time - womens style!" said Finn this time in his girl-voice.

"We're seriously going out like this?" asked Jake, a little concerned now. It was all well and good cross dressing in your own house but going where everyone could see them... maybe not such a good idea.

"Of course, how else will the princesses know that you're trying to understand them?" Marceline countered. She had an answer for everything.

"Yeah, Marceline's right. We've got to get out there dude. It's the right thing to do." Finn, nodded and brushed aside the tuft of hair which was annoyingly getting in his face. He pulled out his sword and lifted it high. "For the womens!"

"For the womens!" Jake repeated and they both went charging out of the tree house. All that inner laughter that Marceline was dealing with became outer laughter, as she laughed uproariously at the two boys that she had wrapped around her finger. This was too good. She couldn't wait to see what Simon would do when he saw them.


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This will be a two-shot, clearly.

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