Finn's nineteen, because why not? I don't own Adventure Time, Pen Ward does. Enjoy.

Finn, the human, was walking up and down rolling grass hills just outside his tree fort; looking for adventure, bored out of his mind. He started singing softly to himself:

Lada da data... I'm gonna bury you in the ground...

Lada da dada... I'm gonna bury you with my sound...

Oh of course! He turned around and changed course for Marceline, the vampire queen's house. Now, unlike Finn, Marceline was still the same age as before, since vampires don't age. He walked into her cave and had a strange feeling he was being watched. He stopped at the entrance and surveyed the area, quickly spotting two small green eyes. "Found you!" He chuckled. She flew down, transforming from bat to vampire, and pouted at his enhanced skills and wit. Upon fully transforming, she was still a foot shorter than Finn. Floating up to his face her I audible pouting was heard by Finn, "You take all of the fun out of scaring you..." Signaling Finn to follow her to her house, Marceline floated into her living room, Finn wasn't paying much attention to where he was going and hit his head against the door frame, Fuck that hurt. Marceline looked away and tried to hold in her laugh, letting out a chuckle. Finn's ears perked up as he heard her. "What's so funny?" "Nothin'." She looked and saw Finn holding his head. She quietly asked him, "Did you really hit your head?" Finn nodded. "HAHAAHA!" Marceline was floating sideways midair rolling around laughing as Finn pursed his lips and looked away in embarrassment. He reached for the door, which made Marceline stop laughing so hard until it stopped altogether. "I was just kidding, did you actually get hurt?" She inquired. "No, I just hit my head straight on a door frame. I feel fine, do you mind if I just..? Oh, that feels good." He slowly lied down on the floor and passed out. "Finn... Finn... Finn. What will we do with you?" She picked him up and floated him into her bedroom, resting him on the bed. She was considering some options,

Option A. I could pretend like Finn slept with me, dude he'd FLIP OUT!

Option B. I could actually do something in case he's hurt.

Option C. Come on Marcy, all plans have three options... Just think... Shit, I got nothin'.

She decided to help him out, by lazily getting an ice pack and putting it on Finn's head. She slowly floated into the shower room, undressing and getting ready to bathe. "Ugh..." Finn was waking up. Marceline heard him waking; Damn it, just got out of my clothes... She put on a her new clothes to cover herself and went out to check up on Finn. He was holding his head, he looked up and saw Marceline in new clothes staring down to him. She had her hair worn how he liked it, half-shaved off. "Thanks," he said. "For what?" "Everything." He grabbed her hand and put it to his lips, kissing it, making her blush slightly. Finn's eyes suddenly widened as he realized what just happened, he didn't know what to do, so he just awkwardly remained with Marceline's hand to his face. After a long, awkward pause, she pulled her hand away and raised an eyebrow, "You should get some sleep, some serious happens are goin' on in your brain right now." She opened her closet doors and took some jeans, boots, and a grey tank top out, while she noticed Jake's escape tunnel he dug with a spoon. She slightly smiled at the memory of Finn and Jake being trapped in her room. She brought her new new clothes to the shower, oblivious to the empty bed in her room. She closed the door and locked it, dropping her towel and pulling back the shower curtain. She looked into the shower and screamed, covering her eyes. Finn was in the shower, butt naked, with a shower cap, on top of that, he was using her loufa. He pivoted around and screamed, cutting off the water and running out of her bathroom with a towel. She put on her towel and went out into her bedroom. "What the hell were you doing in my shower!" "I thought you turned it on for me as a kind gesture for assaulting me via a doorway!" "Assaulting you? You hit your fucking head on a door in my house, and that's my fault? No." "Well, you could've knocked!" "On my own shower door, where I take showers, in my home. Finn, just apologize and be done with this, I'm tired!" Finn put on his blue hoodie, jeans, sneakers, and socks. He left and went home, telling Jake about he and Marceline's recent mishap.

Next Morning:

"Makin' pancakes, Makin' bacon pancakes, make some bacon and I put it in a pancake, bacon pancakes, that's what it's gonna make, bacon pancaaaakes!" Jake sang his breakfast song half awake, as a knock was heard on the door. He turned the gas off and vaulted down the ladder to their treasure room. He opened the door, there was nobody there, until Marceline popped out from the top of the doorframe with a demon form in hopes of scaring Jake. Jake didn't flip out, but he did have a huge, conspicuous smile. Marceline looked at him, parasol in hand, and asked why he had the most blatantly obvious smile. "Well, a certain event that happened last night, of the... shower variety..." He responded hinting at Finn's shower screw up. "He told you!" She hissed, "Get him down here now." "He's not awake yet." He responded with half open eyes, because he himself was tired and restless from parenting at Lady's for the weekend. Marceline glanced at Jake and flew in, Jake flailed his arms in the air and mumbled/yelled to Finn, "I tried to shtahp hur Furrn... She wuz too powerferl..." He lethargically climbed the ladder and napped on the couch. Marceline reached Finn's bedroom, finding nobody. The window was open and she saw Finn, in his plaid red and black pajama bottoms and white undershirt sprinting across the rolling green hills. Gotta get away, gotta get away, gotta get away... He turned to look for Marceline and saw no one. Phew, what a relief. He turned his head back and saw Marceline right there staring at him, keeping his pace, but floating instead. He took a dead stop and tried to think of an excuse. "So you told Jake? Huh?" She asked the hero. "No, he uh... Read a... My mind... He read my mind!" He put together a sentence, staring down at the ground in shame. "Oh, okay." She replied. "You believe me?" He sounded astonished. "No, I don't believe you! Why'd you tell him?" Finn now knew he was in deep shit now, excuse... I need an excuse... "You know vampires can read minds, right?" She lied. "What? Fine, I'm sorry for telling Jake. Happy?" He retorted "I really can't, 'just wanted to know what you we're thinkin'." She teased him playfully. Finn had to think fast, he laid out his options:

Option A. I pretend I don't like her and say the shower was a mistake.

Option B. I tell the truth and say I do like her, shower was a mistake.

Option C. I tell the COMPLETE truth and say I do like her, and the shower was on purpose.

"I'm waiting," She said impatiently. Finn thought to himself, It's descision time.

Authors Note: I love writing about Finn and Marcy. Haters and trolls, please direct yourselves it the exits on the top right of the screen, or that back arrow in your browser. No need to hate on my story, other people may like it, even if you don't, the world doesn't revolve around fat people sitting on their computer all day trolling and hating. Thank you to all my honest readers.

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