Tell me if I should make this a oneshot collection involving the pairing or if it's just lame. 'Cause I think BMow deserves some LOVE man! LOVE! BMow! Don't think I've ever seen it, honestly...LOVE!

Drama Bombs will be updated when I'm done; it's gonna be waaaaay long!

Also, I am officially out of depression! Check my deviantart if ya want details.

Disclaimer: No.

Lonely Twilight

In the shadows of the falling sun, a tiny feline raced. She leapt bravely over pebbles and dodged brazenly right under larger creatures. Her minuscule knife was strapped to her belt, and a black cloak covered her. An onyx pack was overtop the cloak, bouncing uncomfortably on her back. She put her paws through the straps and effectively kept it flat against her back. Sprinting to the base of a large tree, she began to climb. When she finally tumbled in through a hole in the wood, she somersaulted in the air and landed neatly on all four paws. Creeping through shadows, she made her way through the house, but her target was nowhere in sight.

"Hm. Guess I'll just wait—ah!" she was suddenly lifted by her tail. Twisting, she came face-to-face with a…computer. "Who the fluff are you?"

"I am going to kill you," his eyes narrowed as he threw her into the air, karate kicking her into a wall.

"Ow…" she sat up and rubbed her head, rolling out of the way as the computer stomped at her. "What are you doing?" she asked as she jumped above a punch, landing on his arm and running up to sit on his…head? Top?

"Killing you!" he replied.

"Wait wait wait, let's come to an agreement here," she had never been trained to battle computers. "Even though it'll set me back again, I won't kill Finn and Jake if you let me go!"

"No! You are an intruder!"

"Fine, fine! Sheesh!" the tiny cat sprang onto the wall and scampered up until she could sit on the roof, her chin in her paws.

I blew it. Again. Stupid.

"Why do you not leave?" the computer was back! She prepared for battle. "You are not an intruder," he walked over and sat beside her. "I have no wish to fight you now. What is your name?"

"Me-Mow."

"I am BMO."

"Neat name."

"Yours is as well," there was a silence.

"So why do you live with those dweebs?"

"Because I wish to. Why do you desire to kill them?"

"It's what I am," Me-Mow said sulkily. "I'm an assassin."

"Oh. Yes, yes I remember Finn and Jake speaking of you now!"

"A heartless little monster?"

"Yes. Why? Do you desire to be more?" and Me-Mow had to really think.

"Yes," she decided.

"I do, as well."

"Really?"

"Yes. I desire to be a real boy."

"But you are real; you're talking to me," Me-Mow didn't comprehend what BMO was saying. He sighed, and there was a rather long silence.

"Would you like to see something interesting?"

"Sure," Me-Mow answered, lying on her back. BMO also lay down, and little lasers shot out of his eyes. The teeny tiny dots formed the shapes of Me-Mow and BMO, lying in the sky among the stars. Me-Mow chuckled.

"How about a movie?"

When Finn and Jake returned, they were confused.

"Where's BMO?" Jake asked. They searched high and low, and finally found BMO and Me-Mow, curled up together on the roof. It looked like it was about to rain, so the brothers carried the pair down and lay them together on the couch.

"What do you think happened?"

"I dunno, man. I just don't know."