Disclaimer: Adventure Time is not mine.
"What was it that got you broken inside of you
That sent you off searchin' down empty avenues?
Rooms cold and smoky that you stumbled through
Looking for a little truth somehow." - Jason Walker, Hope You Found It Now
Marceline's POV
It's been four years since I left Ooo, isn't it? Four years since I started to roam the worlds again in an attempt to find something new and cool. To find something to busy my mind with. But everywhere I go, I know I've been there and done that. Living a thousand years and spending my whole time as a red-sucking kindred spirit made me look at many things and fight many fights. I've been to many adventures, too! Well, maybe a little too many.
For the past four years, the only thing I saw that caught my attention is the guitars on display in each music shop I enter and some monsters the Lich must have created. Nothing more.
The moon glowed white against its magnificent backdrop of twinkling stars and indigo sky, encompassing me in its pure light. Clouds were only wisps as I passed above them, the cold air quieting to the mind. I love this feeling, it makes me feel so alive and so young and so ... harmless. It makes me feel human.
It wasn't long though when I reached my cave and I have to leave this nostalgic feeling. I swooped down and landed on my feet, duffel bag swung over my shoulder. The cave, after years, is still the same. Rain water dropped down the stalactites that hang high above my head, its counterpart a number of jagged mounds decorating the cave. I walked to my house, the sound of my boots bouncing from the walls in echoes.
I flicked the light open. It all looks the same as how I left it. I'm just glad that the termites hadn't eaten any furniture. Not a lot of people know about my house here in Red Rock Pass, only a hand few so I'm not at all worried about my things getting stolen. But if there is, well, let's just say there'll be price to pay.
I threw my bag to the couch carelessly before collapsing beside it, my head colliding with the edge of the rock-hard furniture. "Ow ..." I moaned, rubbing my aching temple. I really need to replace that couch. My telephone rang, its shrieking ringtone a pain in the ears. But as soon as I started to float up to answer, it ended. I tilted my head in confusion. "Am I just hearing things or the telephone really rang?" I asked out loud.
It's weird. I always end calls before the other line would go dead, so it felt strange when I heard the device go silent moments after it rang. It piqued my curiosity and instantly, I found myself reaching the leech-sculpted telephone and hit the receive button. Record voices boomed from the mouth of the device and everything that came out had me wishing that I should never had acted on my curiosity.
"Hey, Marcy! Just called in to check up on you. It's been a long time since we last hung-out, isn't it? I've got good news: my arm grew again! Well, I really can't explain what happened over the phone so call back and tell me when we could get-together so I could tell you about it. Oh! And Jake says hi!"
"Yolo! Finn here. Err, I know you might be busy but I hope I didn't catch you in ... Wait, that was a what ... ? ... No, it's no..." His voice faded, mumbling to someone else. And guessing at the voice of the other, it was Jake. A few seconds more of whispered mumbling before it ended.
"Sorry 'bout that." I heard him laugh before there was a clang! sound followed by a shing! "Well, what I said earlier, umm, could you, perhaps, help us with-Jake, behind you!" Stream of chuckles broke out before it exploded into a scream. If I ever had to guess, I'm betting on another pack of armoured goblins. "With, err ... Jake what are these things?!" Oh, not goblins. I heard Jake shout "how the hell would I know?" "Umm, they look like some sort of-gasp, gasp-crossbreed between snakes, lions, NEPTR, Jake, and bats! Not something that I would call 'boring' but not entirely pretty! Help, Marcy!"
"Hi, Marceline. I'm not really sure what to feel right now since I'm currently in my , as PB would call it, "middle pubescent stage" but I'm glad you didn't come to our help." I bit my lip, guilt festering inside. "Turns out, not only are those creatures armed with claws and whatnot, they also spit poison! It's good you didn't come because if you were ever infected with that poison like Jake, I wouldn't know what to do."
I opened my lips in a gasp, before smiling at Finn's antics. "Such a good boy, I wonder if that would be you're death someday."
"Umm, Marcy. Hello? If you ever get this call, please reply back. I have to tell you something, it' s an emergency."
"Marceline, I'm so happy for your turning of a thousand and four. I hope you have more delightful years ahead of you," came the voice of Bonnie. My smile widened. I really miss her. Ever since she got back Hambo from Maja, our friendship was stitched back together and we became best of friends again. I'm glad it did. I really missed having her as the sister I never had. "I know that you are not here in Ooo and I really do want to scold you for not telling anyone but I won't. I just suggest that you tell Finn before I will. He's having a hard time dealing with his pubescent moments and suddenly knowing about your half-year absence would not be good. Anyway, stay safe and don't die, Marceline."
I rolled my eyes at her dry humour but fiddled with my thumbs. I know I should have told them but it was unexpected and not really well-thought of.
"Happy 1004, Marcy!" chirped Finn. "I'm not sure why PB wouldn't let me plan you a birthday party but just call and I would definitely dash and throw confetti in the air! (He laughed, I miss his laughter.) Seriously, I hope you call. It's been months since I last heard from you. I'm worried you might have gotten yourself kidnapped. Well, Jake's calling for me. Gotta go."
"Marcy ... I honestly don't know what to say but ... come back."
My breath hitched. There were more, it seemed, but I ignored it as Finn's last statement played on repeat in my head. He sounded so serious yet I know he wasn't mad at me. I stared at the telephone before forcefully removing the extension cord from the socket, cutting off LSP's talk about another missed party. It's not like I cared about what that violet lump of a princess thought of me. She could yap all she wants and I still would not attend any of her parties.
Well, at the moment anyway. Because at the moment, nothing is important-nothing but what Finn said.
I let myself look at the phone, the numbers looking suspiciously larger than it was supposed to be. My fingers itched to hit those familiar numbers but I sighed and shook my head. I should at least get some sleep if I attempt to talk to them. And besides, I'm not really in the mood of apologizing to anyone, or socialize for that matter.
Yawning, I floated up to my room, ignoring the smell of dust and feeling of absence before slowly setting down on the unusually cold mattress. I didn't bother changing, not now that I'm so damn tired. I wonder if it was always like this when Finn was moping about his love life with Bonnie some years back. So stressed out.
If so, well, salute to him. He actually faced it and me ... well, I'm too scared to even face it. So scared that I had to leave without even saying a proper goodbye or even leave a note. Why? It's because I ... of little Finnigan!
Or not so little anymore?
I groaned, burrowing my face on the pillow. No, he wasn't so little. He's eighteen now, so, not so little. Eighteen with more height, more hair, more muscle, more goodness, more pride, more girls ... Somehow the last part made me see red and had me twisting the pillow. I puffed my cheeks in frustration before rolling my eyes. If I didn't know any better, I would have thought I was going crazy.
"Well, I really need to sleep," I murmur softly, opting my eyelashes to fall down and let slumber take me away. Dreamless slumber. I don't want to see Finn's face in my sleep before I even had the chance to see him in person again. That would make me want to think about what he would look like and I know I would be restless if I did. I sighed. "Even a crazy person knows that much."
This idea wouldn't leave so well, here we are! I hope you enjoyed and take time to comment grammatical errors or mistakes. It's been a long time since I last watched Adventure Time so some chapters and moments would be thought-of and really OOC. Well, thanks for reading. See ya guys soon. - Rae
