A series (probably going to be pretty short), and probably going to be cuter (and serious, somehow) more than anything else that could be used to describe it.
Instead of being found by two dogs, Finn's found by an honest to goodness queen, how will his life be different with a different "sibling"?
Some hints at a few pairings in the story, eventually. A few means about two, and probably a side one.
Finn's probably a bit smarter at his current age in the story (16) too, a bit more sheltered too (and possibly more rebellious?).
Probably going to be a pretty short prequel story to this as well.
"Bonnie, stop it!" I say to my sister as she tickles me in all my ticklish spots. It wasn't fair that I was ticklish and she wasn't. "I can't breath-hehe."
"You can't tell your big sis that you have a crush and expect her not to wonder who. Is it Broom Princess." She begins to list names of princess that had been to the kingdom in the bast few weeks. I suppose she thought that it had to be within these walls. I always did wonder why she kept me trapped here. A bit too overprotective.
"Yes, she swept me off my feet."
"Ice Cream Princess?"
"She's not a princess. At least not one of any kingdom that you've ever talked about." I manage to shake her off of me. Catching my breath, I see that she has a rather large grin on her face.
"What?"
"You're crushing on a commoner Finn, imagine the outrage there would be over a prince dating somebody with no royalty." Oh, right. Royal laws that have been in place for forever and never made sense.
"Didn't you date Cream Puff?" I ask, wondering about her most recent boyfriend.
"He was a duke, silly. For all we know, you may be crushing on somebody who's homeless." Darn, she has me there. She's too knowledgeable about all these specific laws.
"Well still, wont love come first, Bonnie? Mom always talked about how princesses and princes always found the person they loved, and it never mattered who they were, as long as they were meant for each other." I sigh, mom was always a bit of a rebel when it came to the rules. Nothing like Bonnie.
"Finn, it's not as simple as fairy tales, sometimes we have to sacrifice happiness for the good of the kingdom as a whole." Bonnie says with a sigh of her own. "You're just too young to understand that I suppose."
"Why does it matter who I date anyway, you're the older one, you're going to be queen eventually. I'm just going to be a footnote in the history books of the Candy Kingdom." I shrug, I suppose there was a possibility of that crazy Ice King doing something, but we had defenses against him. Bonnie always was the one that wanted kids anyway. Granted, sometimes she thought science was the other half of the solution of how to get them, but still.
"Finn, I can't change rules, only suggest that they be struck from the books. Sorry. So anyway, what did she look like?" She tries to get my thoughts off mother and the laws, and subconsciously, I thank her.
"Well her skins kind of blue, and she has black hair, that's pretty much all I can say. Besides the fact she was playing music to herself. So yeah, I don't know. And anyway, I said she had a nice voice, I didn't say anything about having a 'crush'." Sometimes Bonnie just tried to make me feel awkward, and usually it worked. I'm becoming less awkward, or she's losing her touch.
"Because everybody says 'You have a nice voice' Finn. You got me there." She laughs and stands up. "I suppose you wont tell me who she is. You're a party pooper sometimes. Heck, I wouldn't doubt it if you were making it up."
"That's pretty much all I know, my fair princess." I stand up as well. "If you let me go outside, I'd find her. Eventually, and then we'd know whether or not she's a commoner, and whether or not the laws would approve. If she even cared, meh." Now was as good of a chance as any to try to get outside, like seriously outside, the visible boundaries of the kingdom.
"I suppose that you'll have to eventually. I'm sending the best guard around with you around. I'd rather not have you abducted by a band of kidnappers, being royalty and all. I don't feel like paying a ransom. Again." One incident and apparently I'm not trustworthy anymore.
"So you're my guard? A dog?" I look at the small yellow dog as we exit the gates.
"A magical dog. That can stretch, man. I don't see what superpowers you have." Oh great, another person who's going to make fun of my lack of powers. I'm lucky enough that Bonnie let me learn how to use a fork, let alone a sword.
"What's your name?"
"Jake the dog. Jake for short. Adventurer and guardian." I suppose Bonnie chose him to try to get my 'adventurer' mindset out of my mind. Being a prince didn't really strike me as fun. "Yours?"
"Finn, prince of the Candy Kingdom, second in line to the throne." I try my best at a regal tone of voice, but at the end, I've almost started laughing. Being serious wasn't my thing.
"You don't look like you're made out of candy." Jake says, and I suppose besides who was I, was the first question that I'm usually asked.
"I was found in the forest. I'm adopted. Probably quite a few people that are mad I'm second in line, or in line period. Even more that probably want to get some ransom money. Most of all, I'm human." Whether or not that was a big deal all around Ooo, or just the Candy Kingdom, I have no clue. It's a uniqueness inside the inner city of the kingdom though.
"Human you don't say? I'm going to bet we run into some gnarly stuff along the way. What exactly are we trying to do, my majesty?"
"Try to find this girl, and prove to Bonnie that I'm not insane." I answer, and he grins.
"Trying to find a lady friend? Is she cute?" He asks.
"From all that I've seen of her. It's her voice that matters more. She's been around here at least a few times before, in the night. Her voice... It's nice." I shrug, I suppose that sounded weird, but the voice. I've heard it before recently. I guess I just didn't want to talk to Bonnie about it before I saw the girl's face... or anything at all.
I guess I'm weird.
"You're crazy man. She could be something weird, like a werewolf or somethin'. She might just rip your arms off and smack you with them."
"That's a possibility yes. But... Jake, I have to find her. I can't explain it. The voice is familiar for some reason."
"Whatever you say, your majesty, let's get going." Jake says, growing to a rather large size and pulling me up onto his back
"You're a peculiar dog, aren't you?"
"Yep."
"So Finn, how's being a prince? Is it as awesome as I'd imagine?" Jake asks after a long period of silence. We had left the boundaries of the Candy Kingdom and had stopped at what Jake had said was his house, and darkness was falling upon us.
"It's good I suppose. It's just not what I'd imagine myself doing all my life, you know?" I ask, although I doubt he would feel the same. I'm usually the only one who would rather trade in a life of fame in exchange for some fun eventually.
"Not really dude, but you probably have a reason to feel that way." Jake sits down and yawns. "Sorry man, Princess Bubblegum called me at one of the worst times. I was at a pretty wild party last night, haven't slept since then, you ever go to parties?"
"Nothing that could be remotely considered wild, no."
"You got some poor luck dude then, you haven't lived until you've experienced the parties this bear guy throws. They're totally Mathematical!"
"Mathematical? I don't see what Math has to do with something being interesting." I better get used to this slang though, probably would be easier than trying to decode what the common people were saying.
"No man, Mathematical, it sounds cool. Jeez, do you ever have fun?"
"Apparently not. Sorry." I frown. What Jake was describing, aside from being kind of stupid, sounded fun. Funner than tagging along with Bonnie on official business at the least.
"Don't be. Princess Bubblegum probably has a reason to keep you inside all the time... Besides the fact that you have no powers... And are probably the most profitable person that anybody could kidnap... And-"
"Thank you Jake. She means well, but at least she could ask me for my opinion on the matter, I'm nearly an adult, I should be able to make some of my own decisions in certain cases."
"Didn't say you shouldn't, sir. Just saying that you should just be glad she's letting you try to find the needle in the haystack." Jake stretches and lays down on his couch, falling asleep almost instantly.
"Best that she could find? I'd hate to see the worst guard she could find." I mumble to myself. As I sit down next to Jake, I hear a noise. Great. "Halt, who goes there?"
"Hey, you're in my house, I might as well ask you the same question." That voice. It was THE voice.
"Y-your house? Jake said it was his." I look around, no matter who it was, I wanted to know where the voice was coming from.
"He probably thought it was too. Haven't been here in a few decades. Doesn't mean it's not mine. It has an M, for Marceline."
"Your name's Marceline? And decades?" That was strange, she sound young. This couldn't be the same girl. She looked Bonnie's age, not sixty.
"Yeah. What's yours, and why are you dressed up like a fool? You going to some fair?" Okay this was creepy, how did she know what I looked like, I couldn't even see her!
"No... I'm Prince Finn. Of the Candy Kingdom." I shake the fear in my voice, trying to sound confident... but failing miserably. "Marceline, who are you? And why do you sound like that girl that sang all those times outside the kingdom?"
"Probably me." She suddenly appears in front of me, upside down, with a grin. "I suppose I had an audience after all. Did your majesty like my music?" She giggles, and smiles wider as she floats backwards and flips right side up.
"Y-yeah." I blush. Now that I was up close, I saw that her looks matched her voice, beauty. Possibly beauty that one wouldn't think of when they first thought of the word beauty, but beauty nonetheless.
"Aww, Prince Finn's blushing. How cute." She stops giggling, and now full blown laughs.
"H-h-hey. Stop that." The red in my face got redder, and now she was howling with laughter. Why didn't Jake wake up?
"Someone's a bit shy." She manages to say between laughs.
"No need to be so mean, I was looking for someone with your voice... It's just... so familiar. I thought that before I first heard it. It's beautiful. I guess that just makes me weird." I sigh. I suppose I'll go back to Bonnie and look like a fool. The laughter has stopped though, and as I look up, I can see a faint bit of a blush in her blue skin.
"So Bonnibel, she a cool sis?" Marceline asks suddenly.
"A tad strict ye-, wait, how do you know her name?" I ask. I regret that immediately, seeing as the obvious answer is that she was one of the most important people in Ooo.
"Well, I met her a while back. She was a lil' kid, sorta like you. Less fun to mess with too, she's a bit too serious. No offense."
"None taken. Although I am sixteen. She's only twenty one. How young do I look?" I ask, I might be a tad bit short for my age compared to the rest of the family, but still, I towered over most of the subjects.
"Eh, I don't know, probably about thirteen, no need to get defensive, kid. I just assumed that you were a bit younger than that though, didn't ever see you when I saw Bubblegum."
"Bonnie's always been a bit overprotective I suppose, heh. If anything earlier, I was probably inside. You know, being a toddler and all." I chuckle, and Marceline chuckles for a moment as well.
"So you've never been outside those walls, that's kind of sad to be honest dude."
"Yeah... But really, I guess I haven't missed much." I shrug, Bonnie always made sure I was at least occupied. Maybe I would of turned out a bit dumber if I just ran around all day. I was nowhere near as smart as her though. So I suppose I was just an inferior version of my sister.
"Don't be silly, kid. Live a little. Come on." She floats over to me quickly and grabs my hand, and pulls me out the window, with me dangling below her, nothing protecting me from plummeting to my doom but her hand. "Trust me, you're going to live a little tonight kid. Marceline the Vampire Queen guarantees it."
"If I said I didn't trust you, I'd probably be going splat right now, wouldn't I?" I question her, and she laughs once more.
"Probably. You're a smart kid." She comments, looking down at me with a smile.
"Thanks. Where are we going anyway?"
"You'll find out when we get there." Is all she says as she continues flying.
"A pub?" I'm amazed as I we land. It's not even a respectable looking one at that. It looked like it hadn't been renovated in a millennium.
"It used to be a bar, yes. It's not anymore. You need to relax. Have fun." She smiles as she opens the door.
Inside is a wide array of instruments, mostly many bass guitars.
"Do you play an instrument Finn? I was fairly sure that Bonnibel played the piano. You don't seem like a piano person though." She says, looking around at the instruments.
"Mom let me pick out my own instruments to play. I picked the drums, and Bonnie hated when I practiced from then on, heh. I suppose I wasn't that good." I look around, and feel relieved to see that there were no drums. I don't trust skills that I hadn't even tried to use in years.
"Well darn. I don't see any drums here... besides these!" She says, pulling away cloth that had covered the only set of drums in the whole place. Can she read my mind?
"Probably." She says into my ear, causing me to jump. "Or I could just read your face when you thought there weren't any here. I like music Finn, that's the thing you should know first about me. And I feel like you'd do fine playing. I'm usually right with my gut feeling too."
"Might as well try, I suppose." I sit down and look at Marceline, who has took a seat on the bar itself.
"Today?"
"Right." I take a deep breath and pick up the pair of wooden drum sticks. "Here it goes."
I begin playing, but from Marceline's look, I'm messing up. As I finish playing, I sigh.
"A bit rusty." I shrug.
"You need to stop thinking about it Finn, just let the music tell you what to do. Don't over think things, kid. But yeah, you might want to practice some more." She laughs and messes with my blonde hair.
"Thanks, oh wise music vampire sage." I kid, laughing as well.
"No problem. I suppose you need to get back to the tree house now. Don't want that dog waking up and thinking you've been abducted." She stands up and then walks over to me, with her hand outstretched.
"Wasn't I?" I ask with a confused look upon my face. She giggles and shrugs.
"You could have left any time you want, kid." Is her response.
"Well Marceline, at least mind coming around and teaching me a bit?" I ask, Glob, I must sound stupid.
"Eh, you're pretty cool. Sure, but let's go for real. The longer we stay here, the more and more I want to just turn you into a minion."
"You could try. I might be royalty, but I'd be a royal pain to try to beat." I take her hand though as we leave the pub.
"You're too trusting kid. I could turn you into a vampire right now if I wanted to."
"But that's it, you don't want to. Must be because I'm Prince Charming, right?" I look up, and she's holding in laughter.
"Of course. Life's a fairy tale kid, wake me up from my eternal sleep and that junk."
"I'd have to kiss you then."
"Fat chance kid."
"You'll fall for my charm eventually. Everybody does." I smile up to her.
"Who's everybody?" She asks, pretending to honestly care about the answer.
"Nobody." She laughs rather hard, and almost drops me.
"Watch it. I kind of like the thought of not having my legs explode upon hitting the ground."
"What's a little bit of pain for some fun, kid?" She asks, as we finally arrive back at the tree house. "See ya around." She waves as she flies back out of the window.
"See ya." I wave back. She was strange. A good strange.
Between her and Jake, I wonder why Bonnie didn't let me make friends outside the Candy Kingdom.
I suppose I'd have to ask her that eventually.
There's the first chapter, hoped you enjoy. Bubblegum will be a tad bit more protective of Finn than one would think she is, but that will all be explained eventually.
If you felt that the romance/"playful" banter is going a tad bit too quickly, let me know.
Anybody who has any artistic ability, shoot me a pm. I'd really feel like adding pictures for my stories, I just don't feel right using pictures not meant for them. Heh.