Fionna swung her sword left to right, up and down, making sure every inch of the air around her had been slashed with her weapon. It was the sword that Gumball and Marshall Lee made her for being such a good person. She called it her star sword as it had three magical buttons that granted her three magical wishes. She'd already used one for the most magnificent feast ever. And she and Cake had no regrets eating it all by themselves.

"That's it baby, swing that sword" Cake shouted, stretching her long arms around a pack of hungry wolves.

"That doesn't help Cake!" Fionna called back, jabbing her sword into one of the savage beasts. It whimpered and scurried away, others of it's pack followed.

"Why d'you think Prince Gumball wanted us to come all the way out to the wastelands to defeat these things?" Fionna asked her sidekick, detracting her blade and shoving it into the green backpack she had on. Cake simply shrugged her shoulders and grew ten times her original size. She then put her paw out toward Fionna.

"Hop on baby girl, I wanna be home in time for din dins."

Fionna gladly clambered into the giant paw in front of her and was lifted high into the sky to sit on Cakes soft, rather comfortable back. Getting comfortable, Fionna patted her friend and the ginormous cat set off for the Candy Kingdom.

It took them not ten minutes to get to the Candy Kingdom, as Cake could stretch to any length, they could've arrived at their destination within a few seconds. But it was always enjoyable to take a scenic route. The Candy Guards towered high above the palace walls. Fionna flipped off of the back of Cake, as the giant cat shrunk down to her original size. Entering the palace, the smell of rich candy and chocolate swirled around, tickling the senses of any non-candy citizen. Cinnamon Bun was twirling around on her tip toes, trying to do some sort of ballet dance. Fionna chuckled to herself as she walked past the spinning, creamy, bun.

"Hey Gumball? You in here, buddy?" Fionna called, swinging her head round one of the many doors in the castle. Prince Gumball was not in his study. He wasn't in the dining room. He wasn't in the library, the entertainment room or the Royal Bathroom (although Fionna didn't really check properly in there, just incase someone was having a wash or worse…)

Finally, she came to the dungeon entrance. Cake trudged behind her.

"Fi, I love you, but girl, give this kitty kat a break! I need to lie down!" Fionna's furry companion yelled, falling flat on her stomach. With a groan, she turned over and stared into Fionna's eyes. However, as much as she tried, the big, soft, sparkling cat eyes didn't work on her.

Fionna sighed "ok Cake, you stay here and I'll go downstairs and find Gummy."

Cake smiled and rolled over again, giving the signal to Fionna that she was perfectly content where she was lying.

The stairs down to the dungeon where tiresome and long. It felt like there would be no end until Fionna saw the light of the lab in the dungeon shine bright. With sudden relief and joy, Fionna seemed to float the last few steps and into the room where Gumball was going through different instruments.

"Hey, Gummy!" Fionna said, striding over to her friend who was heavily set on completing the task he had in hand. But even the Prince always greets his friends, no matter what he is doing.

"Ah, Fionna! I trust you completed your mission I set you? With ease too, I hope?"

Fionna nodded abruptly and sat herself onto one of the tables. She looked down at her small feet and huffed. It wasn't an annoyed huff, more of a cry for help huff.

"Oh, Fionna, what's up?" Gumball asked, trying to focus on his experiment as well as his friend. Fionna just shook her head, but knew she needed to answer.

"I just feel like I'm not needed anymore."

"What do you mean?" Gumball asked, curiously, but still engaged in his chemistry set.

"Like today, those wolves, they were far from the land of Ooo. Yet you still made me and Cake go all the way to the Wastelands with no reason why, just to defeat them."

Gumball looked up from his test tubes and put a hand on her shoulder.

"Come with me" he said solemnly.

Together, in an awkward silence, Prince G-ball led Fionna through a corridor into a room behind the dungeon lab. The room was layered in rainbow splatters and broken glass and various liquids on the floor and walls. Fionna felt uneasy but she was reassured when Gumball smiled slightly, reaching for a golden rope hanging from the ceiling.

"I needed to send you away on that little, pointless mission to make time."

Fionna cocked her head slightly and shuffled her feet. "Time for what?" She asked.

"THIS!" And with that, Gumball pulled the cord and the red velvet curtains to the side of him, lifted open to reveal a most magnificent object.

"A TIME MACHINE!" Fionna gasped, her fists tightened with excitement.

"Oh. No no no," Gumball laughed, "It's a weapon maker. It makes weapons. But not just regular ones, special ones like that star sword I made you."

Fionna placed her hand on the handle of her weapon that sat inside her rucksack. She smiled slightly.

"But instead of baking, I can just put in my weapon of choice and it makes it in no time flat. Here, watch."

Prince Gumball pressed random , colourful buttons on the side of the machine and it went to work. It puffed and the smoke was pulled from the room, out of the air vent. It chugged with a beat and whistled suddenly. The door to the machine fell open. Putting on his special gloves, Gumball took out the weapon and laid it onto the table in front of Fi.

"It's a special granite sword. As you see, it can withstand high heat and is very strong." Gumball smiled to himself, so please with what he had done.

Fionna tried to pick it up but alas, it seemed to be too heavy for even her muscles. She laughed nervously and stopped trying. They stood in silence, marveling at the weapon. As Gumball turned to turn off the machine, he noticed the velvet curtains were… no longer red. He frowned. Only one thing could've done this…

"Sup' princey. Fi-fi."

That voice was so familiar, it could've been pitch black and Fionna would've realized who it was, no problem.

"Marshall!" She exclaimed, her eyes gleaming in the flickering dungeon light.

He smiled a sickly sweet smile and floated over to the two, licking his lips with pride.

"I tell you, those curtains tasted sweet. They had a certain… antique taste to them, ya know?"

Gumball frowned some more. "That's because they were my great grandmother's…

Marshall Lee just laughed his twisted laugh and then focused his gaze on Fionna. She blushed and then karate chopped the air where he had been floating. She missed, fell and hit the floor hard, laughing. Even though he thought it was funny, Marshall still rushed over to Fionna and helped her onto her feet. Their eyes met and she laughed again, this time, more in a nervous/embarrassed tone. Prince Gumball helped her up also, pulling her away from Marshall Lee in anger.

"C'mon Gummy. We used to be good pals."

"USED to." Gumball said, his voice raised in volume. "But you lost that "good" long ago."

With that, Gumball lead Fionna through the corridor and up the dungeon stairs. Fionna looked back and smiled weakly. Marshall returned the emotion.