Finn whipped around, running back toward the Ice King as the semi-insane wizard cackled mid-air. "Man Ice King, what is WRONG with you this week?" Finn shouted, jumping up to grab onto the Ice King's beard; the sudden increase in weight had the Ice King struggling to adjust his flying as he growled and yelled inane things about turning the human boy into a popsicle.

"Grah! Be gone, child!" he yelled, reaching a hand out to smack Finn square in the face. Yelping in an undignified manner, Finn let go of the beard as he fell to the floor. No sooner had Finn landed on the icy ground did Jake leap up and kick Ice King in the face, shouting in triumph as the Ice King groaned and flailed, attempting to not fall from the air once more.

"Yeah man, you've stolen like 12 princesses! Don't you ever sleep?" Jake responded, landing next to Finn as the human stood. The Ice King glared.

"Of course I do! How d'you think I keep up such a gorgeous complexion?" he replied, placing a hand to his face and batting his eyelashes. The boys both stared.

"Creepy," they said in unison.

"Graaah!" The Ice King seemed to be about fed up, bringing his hands up to begin charging another spell.

"Jake! Evasive maneuver 12!" Finn shouted, ducking and rolling behind a large pile of mostly ripped books and papers. Ducking as low as possible, he blinked as he realized it was a pile of the Ice King's terrible fanfiction, sadly mostly in tact. "Yuck..."

"Evasive wha?" Jake responded, turning his head left and right. Seeing that Finn had gone out of sight, the only thing Jake could think to do was hide as well. Shrinking down to the size of a head of a pin, he darted under the Ice King's arm-chair.

"Hah! You're not getting away from me that easily, Finn!" Ice King yelled in triumph, whipping around to hurl the spell at the pile of papers. The spell was fast, no getting around that, and Finn peeked over the pile just in time for it to collide with him and the papers.

"Aw dangit..."

The explosion was almost blinding, Jake hiding behind the leg of the chair, eyes screwed shut. The Ice King yelled, and Jake could only assume the thump he heard was the Ice King hitting the opposite wall from the force. Powdered ice fell slowly, an ice bookshelf having been blown to bits in the process. Jake scrambled out from under the chair, growing rather large. Taking a deep breath, he blew out, clearing the room of the fallen ice and any other debris.

"Finn? Finn!" he called, looking around frantically as the Ice King groaned from the other side of the room. The magical dog almost whined, before the noise turned into a growl, whipping 'round. Stalking toward the Ice King, he shot his arms out, wrapping them around the wizard and pulling the older male toward him. "Where's Finn? What'd you do to him?"

"Wh-what? What d'you mean?" he replied, blinking the haze away. Looking around a moment as well, his face fell as he let out a howl of pain. "No! Noooo! NOO!"

"What the Glob is wrong with you?" Jake asked, startled by his sudden outburst. He couldn't have cared for Finn THAT much, could he?

"My stories! My fan fictions! They're gone, GONE!" he cried out, struggling to get loose. Jake only stared, before letting loose a fierce bellow.

"MY FRIEND IS GONE YOU DOO-DOO HEAD! WHAT THE LUMP DID YOU DO TO HIM?" The Ice King only sobbed once, having stopped struggling after a moment. Jake brought a paw up, smacking him across the face. Ice King yelped from the pain, but just couldn't seem to focus.

"My fan fictions..." he cried, going limp in the dog's bindings. Jake growled. It was obviously going to take more than a threat to get the Ice King back on track. Sitting down, unwilling to let the sobbing wizard go, he settled for the only thing he could think of right now. Waiting until the silly man was calmed down.

Somewhere Else...

The young hero came to, eyes opening slowly as he realized an aching pain was trying to drill itself further into his skull.

"Uhn...what the junk happened?" Finn managed, a hand to his head as he laid on the icy floor. He sat there a moment, trying to stop his head from hurting so much, when he realized...everything was too quiet. What had happened to the Ice King? More importantly... "Jake!"

Jumping up, he about fell over from the dizziness assaulting his head, before he managed to steady himself and take a glance around. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary. And that worried him. Had Jake taken the Ice King outside? Maybe they were fighting somewhere else and Finn just couldn't hear them.

Glancing around once more, he walked carefully over to the window, looking out. He didn't see Jake or the Ice King anywhere. Squinting his eyes, trying to see if there was any track of his brother, he noticed large, deep prints in the snow leading away from the castle. They looked an awful lot Jake's...where'd that doofus run off to?

"Dang, Jake. Way to leave without me." Finn muttered to himself, backing away from the window and sprinting down the staircase to get to the front entrance. "Probably got distracted by something..." It only took him a minute to get to the front entrance, but he knew it would take him longer to get back home, especially because he didn't have Jake. Sighing heavily, thankful his head was beginning to not ache so much, he continued on. Following the footprints through the snow, the human drew the yellow sweater to himself a little tigher. "Man he's gonna get it when I get back there."

About half an hour's walk found him at the very edge of the Ice Kingdom, and night upon the land of Ooo with the snow giving way to springy grass. If he was where he thought he was, he was only another half hour's walk to the tree fort. Yawning softly, he found himself getting more tired the closer he trudged toward the fort. After about 20 minutes he saw the fort in the very distance, but just barely; the sky was so darn cloudy and the chill was a bit insufferable. Yawning loudly, he dragged his feet forward, finally making it to his front door. Jiggling the handle and opening the door, he rubbed at an eye as he yawned once more.

"Jake!" he yelled loudly, despite being tired. "Jake what the stuff is wrong with you?" He trudged indoors, shutting the door behind himself, and after not receiving a reply he groaned softly and climbed the ladder to his room. "Jake, seriously are you-"

His gaze was met with an empty room, and an empty drawer. Looking around, he sighed heavily. Where was he? Out gallivanting with Lady Rainicorn? Finn wouldn't be surprised if he'd forgotten to tell him such a detail. The bulldog couldn't focus on anything for long. Letting it go for the moment, he dragged himself up the last few steps before literally crawling over to his bed and laying down. He didn't even bother to change. He was too tired to care.

Curling up in his sleeping bag, a soft scent hit his nose, almost flowery. He didn't have time to think about it though. Before he could do anything else, he was fast asleep.

Sometime Later...

Finn awoke to the sound of the shower running, and he groaned as he turned to look out the window; the moon was just barely peeking though the cloud cover, but Finn could tell that it was just a little past what he would consider the "middle of the night" or about 2 am for those that could tell time. Why Jake was taking a shower this late, and where he had been, was something Finn wanted answers to. It also didn't help that he had to pee.

Grumbling and cursing to himself, he wriggled his way out of his sleeping bag, before stepping down onto the wood in his bare feet and day clothes, walking his way to the bathroom. Without knocking or announcing his presence, he opened the door then shut it. The figure behind the curtain paused, and Finn scoffed softly.

"Jake, where the stuff d'you think you've been man? It's already past the middle of the night." The figure seemed to stiffen, and Finn stared at the curtain deadpanned. Reaching for the curtain, he grabbed hold of the edge, pulling it back, "C'mon Jake this wasn't funny, just answer..." The last word died on his lips as he stared back at the girl staring him down.

They looked at each other just a moment, before she shrieked and Finn threw the curtain closed, face beet red as he scrambled out the door, before slamming it shut. There was a patter of paws on the wood of the floor, a voice floating up to Finn that sounded female as well.

"Fi! I heard the scream, girl, what's wro-" The voice belonged to a cat, about the same size and Jake and Finn's eyes widened as her tail flared mid-sentence. "Who the Glob are you? And what are you doing in our house?"

'Our' must have also indicated to the girl. "What d'you mean YOUR house? This is MY house! And my buddy Jake's!" he defended, attempting to lessen the flush upon his cheeks. These two must have been another two house crashers that thought they still owned the place, just like Marceline had a while back.

"YOUR house? Boy don't come crashin' into here claiming this house is yours! I've been here with my girl for a long time!" The cat narrowed her eyes, glaring at Finn and his red cheeks. "And why's your face all red? Why are you..." She blinked, realization dawning on her face before it turned into a dark scowl. "Were you peekin' at my girl?"

"Wait, what?" Finn's head was spinning now, "No, no! She's in MY bathroom! I thought it was my friend Jake! He's been gone all night and I have NO idea where he's at!" He replied, trying to defend himself.

"Likely story! You're just trying to cover up you being a perv!" she exclaimed. "I bet this 'Jake' character doesn't even exist!" Her tail flared further, and she hissed. "You better get outta here if you know what's good for ya!"

"Like heck I am! I'm not giving up my house a second time you crazy cat!" Finn exclaimed. The cat hissed again, before the door behind Finn opened. The girl from before poked her head out, her face flushed as she glared at Finn.

"You." she said, narrowing her eyes. "Why the stuff are you in my house?" Finn threw up his hands.

"YOUR house? You and your cat are nuts! This is MY house! I've been here FOREVER," he exclaimed, exasperated. "Look, I don't know why you two crazies are in my house or where Jake is, but he's been missing all night and I think it might have something to do with the Ice King."

At the mention of the "Ice King" both the cat and the girl exchanged looks, before the girl spoke up, "Ice King? D'you mean Ice Queen?"

"Who the stuff is Ice Queen? I mean Ice King, the weirdest and kind of evil wizard that's around Ooo!" he said. They both blinked in confusion. Finn dead-panned. "Really? You two have never heard of the Ice King? He steals princesses all the time, he's ALWAYS trying to take Princess Bubblegum, he lives over in the Ice Kingdom?"

"Princess...Bubblegum?" the cat asked, raising a brow.

"Don't you mean Prince Gumball?" the other girl asked, having now stepped out of the bathroom in red pajamas that looked eerily similar to Finn's. She was also clad in a white hat with bunny ears. "He's the leader of the Candy Kingdom here in Ooo."

"No!" Finn said, groaning in aggravation. "I meant EXACTLY who I said! Princess Bubblegum! What is WRONG with you two? Are you guys not from around here?"

"I think YOU'RE the one who's crazy. Fionna, let's just kick his butt and kick him to the curb," the cat said. The girl, Fionna, sighed heavily as she placed a hand to her forehead.

"He may have burst in here, but he just seems confused," she replied, moving the long lock of blonde hair out of the way of her face. She stared him down, and he stared back; both were about the same height. "Look, I've got a question and you've GOTTA answer truthfully."

Finn stared hard. "Duh. That's what I do. I'm a hero."

"Fine!" Fionna's cheeks puffed out a bit, before she said, "Are you evil?" The question was like a verbal slap to the face.

"You guys ARE nuts! I'm the resident hero of Ooo. I'm Finn, and I'm all good," he said proudly, puffing out his chest.

"Fionna, this guy is nuts. Are you sure he isn't evil?" the cat asked. "I mean we could always beat the tar outta him..."

"Cake," warned the other female, and the cat, now identified as 'Cake' grumbled but sighed.

"Fine, have it your way! Deal with the crazy by yourself. I'm goin' to bed." With that, Cake dashed up the ladder.

Finn stared after her, before looking back to Fionna. "Look, I don't know what's going on here...why are you guys in my house again?"

Fionna glared. "You dummy, I've told you before and I'll tell you again; this is mine and Cake's house! Okay? We've already had Marshall Lee try to take it out from under us, but we fought that off."

"...Marshall Lee?" Finn asked, a strange feeling pitting itself in his stomach.

"Yeah. He's the Vampire King 'round here. Why? D'you know him?" she asked.

"No. That's impossible. I only know one vampire named Marceline and she's the Vampire Queen," Finn replied, shaking his head. "That can't be possible...unless...Marceline got...married?"

"That can't be. I saw Marshall Lee just earlier tonight. Besides there's no way he could get married..." she said slowly. "I've never heard of this 'Marceline' before."

"And I've never heard of 'Marshall Lee' whoever that is."

They both stared at each other, strange feelings pitting themselves in their stomachs. This wasn't good.

"...by the way. You look a lot like the Hyoomans. Are you one of those?" Finn asked, indicating her hat.

"...Hyoomans...? You mean like Stan?" she asked.

"The fish-people," he clarified, afraid to ask about who this "Stan" person was. "I mean you've got the hat!"

"I'm no fish person!" she exclaimed, looking slightly offended at the thought.

"You've gotta be! You probably just don't know it! I'm the last human alive!" Finn said, stepping forward. "Gimme your hat, I'll prove it!"

"You ARE crazy! You can't be the last human. I am!"

Finn gave her a skeptical look, before leaning forward to quickly snatch the hat off of her head by the bunny ear. She yelped, growling in frustration. Instead of seeing gills or anything unusual, the only thing that was revealed by the hat was a cascade of long, blonde hair that went to about the back of her knees.

"You JERK! I bet YOU'RE the fish person!" And with that, Finn's hat was gone. Finn swatted at her hands, but it was too late; his hat was already in her possession, his short, blonde hair the same shade as Fionna's and sticking out every which way it could.

He blinked, realizing she was staring. Stepping forward once, she examined the side of his neck, reaching a hand out to touch him. Finn flinched away from the touch, stepping back. "Show me your neck," he said. Fionna watched him a moment more, the strange tension building between the both of them, before Fionna pulled her hair back. Finn stepped forward to be close once again, leaning a little closer to see if there were any gills. The longer he stared, the more he realized...she wasn't a Hyooman.

She was a Human.


A/N: Alrighty, first Adventure Time fanfiction. I need to work out the kinks in the way I portray Finn and Fionna but I'll get them down eventually. Guess what? When they meet, they don't fall in love automatically. Like most FinnxFionna fics out there. owo Also...there will be no real use of the word "love" here as Finn (and I can imagine Fionna as well) can't stand to use the word. :D Both huge pet peeves...but there you go then. :3

Anyway, read, review, lemme know what you think. :3

Also, seriously, give me criticism please. D: