It was a cold and rainy day, the type of day Marceline could survive in. Lucky for her as she has to do something very important to her that she promised to do every year. She floated through the grasslands holding in hand a single freshly cut red rose. When she finally arrived to the spot she placed to rose down. It immediately turned a light shade of white as it usually would do like she did every year were she picked a rose from a specific bush that would never die and place the rose in the same spot each year.
Then she headed home to her old cave. By that time it was late at night. She was tired so she went to sleep and in the morning she woke up to Finn and Jake knocking on the door. So she quickly got dressed.
"Oh hey guys" she said as soon as she opened the door. "what is it?"
"We thought that you were gonna come with us to the party last night" Jake said first "Where were you?"
"Oh I uhh" Marceline said nervously "I was doing something important."
"Well what was it" Finn said filled with concern.
"I don't think I want to tell the whole story" Marceline said "it's kind of painful to relive, but I guess I can tell you the part that hurts the least."
"Lay it down then Marcy" Jake said.