BOOlia's Tales of Horrors 2

by Boolia

Here's some more spooky one-shots. Cinnamon Bun, a Murderer?- Did Cinnamon Bun kill Peppermint Butler? My Sister's Out with a Werewolf- Niblet gets concerned when his sister hangs out with a werewolf! Who's the Girl Next Door?- 9-Volt makes friends with Ashley, who is really a witch! Double, Double, Toil and Trouble: Henry and Orville pilfers two Toad bodies! Happy Halloween!

1. Advanture Time

BOOlia's Tales of Horror 2

Adventure Time: Cinnamon Bun, a Murderer?

Peppermint Butler collapsed to the floor. What looked like blood splattered all over the window. Cinnamon Bun shook his head in disbelief.

"Oh, no." He said. "Oh, no. What have I done?"

"Oh my glob!" Finn said, putting down his binoculars. He was in a wheelchair and wore a cast on his leg. "Cinnamon Bun just murdered Peppermint Butler!"

Two weeks earlier

"Mail call!" Jake called as he came into the house. BMO and Finn raced in as if Jake was going to give them presents.

"Did we get them, dude?" Finn asked, eagerly. "Did we get the invites to Princess's Bubblegum's party?"

"Chill, dude" Jake said. "Now, let's see." He looked down at the mail and flipped through them. "Bill, bill ,bill…" Finn looked annoyed. He took the mail out of Jake's paws. "Hey!"

"Come on Jake," Finn said. "Enough with the boring stuff. Just get to the goods." He flipped through them fast. "Bill, bill, bill, come on; where are PB's invites?!" He then smiled as he found them. "Found them!" He then gasped as he only saw two, BMO's and Jake's, where was his? "Huh? This can't be right. Where is mine?" He flipped through more bills, until the mail ran out. "I don't get it. PB must've invited me. Where is my invite; where is it?"

"Chillax dude." Jake told him. "Maybe yours just got lost in the mail."

""Yeah." BMO added. "The party's not until five more days; I'm sure your invite will come soon" Jake snickered.

"If you get one." BMO snickered too. Finn glared at the two and they stopped.

"Shut up, Jake! PB did invite me; I did get an invite. It's just what you said before, maybe it just got lost in the mail."

Two weeks passed, and still, there was no invite for Finn for Princess Bubblegum's party."

"Hmmm, well this is strange." Jake observed. He looked at BMO. "I wonder why we were invited and Finn wasn't."

"Maybe she forgot." BMO suggested. "Oh well, at least we got ours!" Finn did a frustrated scream.

"This….BLOWS!" He yelled. In his frustration, he kicked the drawer. Unfortunately, he kicked too hard, and hurt his leg. He jumped in place, screaming. Jake and BMO gasped. "OWWWWWCCCHHHHH! OOH, IT HURTS, IT HURTS!" He collapsed to the floor.

Jake pushed Finn in a wheelchair in the house later that evening. Finn had a cast on his leg. BMO looked up at them and ran to them.

"How is he?" He asked.

"How do you think, BMO?" Finn said. "I'm in a wheelchair, my leg is in a cast, and on top of that, I didn't get an invite to PB's awesome party."

"Oh. When is he getting out of the cast and wheelchair."

"Doctor Carmel Apple said in a month." Jake answered.

"Oh." BMO's screen then showed a clock on his screen. It read that it was twenty to seven. His face then reappeared. "It's 6:40. We better hurry."

"I know." Jake said to him. "Just let me get Finn comfortable and then we can go, okay?"

"Okay." He then squealed. "Ooh, Finn, do you want us to write our names on your cast?" Finn shrugged.

"Sure, why not." He said, BMO jumped.

"Yay! I'm going to get a marker!" With that, he ran to get a marker. Finn sighed.

"This stinks, Jake." He stated. "I really wanted to go to this party."

"I know." Jake said. "But that's what you get for kicking the drawer when it didn't do anything to you." Finn sighed again.

"I guess."

"Well, we're going." Jake announced that night. He and BMO headed for the door.

"Have fun." Said a mournful Finn. "I'm sure the party is going to rock."

"Yeah!" BMO piped up. "I already have a playlist of party jams downloaded, all ready to go. This party is going to ro…" Jake glared at BMO and BMO stopped talking. The dog went over to the boy.

"Of course," He said to him. "this party won't rock as much since you're aren't coming." Finn looked at his dog companion and smiled at him.

"Thanks." He responded. "That makes me feel a little better." Jake smiled back.

"No prob, man." BMO jumped up and down, excited.

"Come on, come on, come on!" He urged. "Let's go to the party."

"Are you going to be okay here by yourself?" Jake asked.

"Yeah." Finn answered. "I'll manage."

"Hmmm, maybe BMO and I shouldn't go to this party. Maybe we should stay here with you." BMO gasped at the very idea. Finn shook his head.

"No, man." He told him. "You and BMO have to go. You two have invite; have a good time." BMO sighed in relief.

"Well, if you're sure." Jake said. "I just feel bad that we'll going to have an awesome time and you're stuck here all by your lonesome."

"Yes," BMO spoke. "he's very sure. Now, come on. The party will start without us."

"Well, bye, Finn."

"Bye, Jake." Finn said. With that, Jake trotted over to BMO. BMO waved at Finn.

"Bye, Finn!" He said. Finn waved back at BMO.

"Bye, BMO!" And with that, BMO and Jake left the house. Finn wheeled himself over to the TV.

"Gah!" Finn moaned when he couldn't find an interesting show. This blows!" He sighed. "I wonder how BMO and Jake are at the party." He then saw his binoculars on his bed. He looked at the door and wondered something. He knew what he was about to do was bad, but he didn't know what else to do. He wheeled towards his bed, and grabbed the binoculars. He went to open the door. He went outside and locked the door behind him. He then headed toward Princess Bubblegum's castle.

"Peppermint Butler?" Princess Bubblegum said to him.

"Yes?" The peppermint asked her.

"There's a deck of cards in my room. Can you get them for me?"

"Sure!"

"Thanks!" Peppermint Butler went off.

"Hey, Cinnamon Bun!" Peppermint Butler greeted the dancing Cinnamon Bun, who was holding his crotch.

Cinnamon Bun didn't want to go to this party at first because Flame Princess couldn't go because she had a kingdom to run.

"You go." Flame Princess had told Cinnamon Bun. Cinnamon Bun shook his head.

"No." Was his response. "If you can't go, I won't go. I promised to stay by your side at all times, and I intend to keep that promise. I'm staying here."

"Look, Cinnamon Bun. I know you want to protect me, but you don't need to guard me 24/7. I can take care of myself. You go have fun at this party. I'll be fine."

"No; I want to stay your side." Flame Princess was now determined.

"Cinnamon Bun, you have been invited to something fun and you're refusing to go? I can't not let you go, I won't. I order you to go."

"Well, okay." And that was that.

"How are you doing?" Peppermint Butler asked the tart.

"Good." Cinnamon Bun answered. Peppermint Butler was about to go when Cinnamon Bun spoke up again. "Say, I have to use the bathroom, man. I think I had too much punch. If Flame Princess were here, she'd tell me that she told me so."

"Sure. But you're going to have to come up with me to the princess's room. The other toilets are clogged."

"That's fine." He followed Peppermint Butler.

Before Cinnamon Bun could follow Peppermint Butler to Princess's Bubblegum's bedroom, he looked at his duffel bag in the corner with the other citizen's belongings. He had an idea. He just brought a Realistic Fake Gun (a fake gun), from a website and it just came yesterday. He brought it to show it off and thought it would be a good prank to play at this party. After he was done in the bathroom, he would surprise Peppermint Butler by shooting him with it. The trigger on it was loose, but he didn't care. He went to his bag, got the Realistic Fake Gun out, and resumed following the butler to Princess's Bubblegum's bedroom. He held tightly to the trigger so it didn't fall to the floor.

"Pardon me for asking, Jake," Tree Trunks began. She and the dog were on the dance floor, dancing to the music. Jake turned to the elephant.

"Yeah, Tree Trunks?" Jake asked. "What's on your mind?"

"Where's Finn? I made an apple pie just for him."

"Oh, that's nice. He's at home."

"Why, is he all right?"

"Yeah, he's fine. He's in a wheelchair, though."

"Oh, is that why he's not here?" Jake shook his head.

"No, he just wasn't invited. He was pretty bummed about it."

"Wasn't invited?" She scratched her chin with her trunk. "Hmmm, that's weird. Princess Bubblegum said she invited pretty much everybody in the Candy Kingdom, except The Ice King of course. Maybe it just got lost in the mail." Jake shrugged.

"That's what I said. Maybe I'll go ask PB." Tree Trunks noticed Princess Bubblegum dancing towards them. She smiled.

"Speaking of the princess, here she comes." Jake turned to her.

"Hey!" Princess Bubblegum greeted. "How are you guys liking my party?"

"It's lovely, my dear." Tree Trunks told her. Next, Princes Bubblegum looked at Jake.

"You?" Jake gave her a thumb's up.

"You sure know how to kick an awesome party." He replied. The princess smiled.

"Thanks. I'm glad you two are enjoying it" She looked at Tree Trunks again. "Once again Tree Trunks, you made killer apple pies." Tree Trunks blushed.

"Oh, please!" She said. "You're making me blush; I'm only doing what I love."

"Well, keep doing it."

"Okay, I will." Jake was about to say something to Princess Bubblegum when she left.

"Doggone it!" The dog cursed. "I was just about to ask her."

"Well go on! Ask her. Nobody's stopping you." Jake was about to go when a song came on.

"I will. Right after this. This is my jam!" With that, he danced to the music.

Once Cinnamon Bun was done in the bathroom, he looked at his gun and smiled to himself. Peppermint Butler would surely be surprised! He won't know what hit him! Cinnamon Bun felt like this was the best plan he ever had! He shot out of the bathroom door and pointed it at him.

"SURPRISE!" He shouted at him. Peppermint Butler turned around and gasped, thinking it was a real gun. He put both of his hands in the air, dropping what he had in his hands, including the card deck. He was about to plead Cinnamon Bun not to shoot when it was too late. Cinnamon Bun pressed the trigger and fired.

"This is a good spot." Finn said as he wheeled up to the castle's windows. "Now, let's see how this party is going down." He put the binoculars around his neck and looked through them, finding the right window where he could see the party. "Ooh, I see Cinnamon Bun and Peppermint Butler. He saw Peppermint Butler pick two things up. He then saw Cinnamon Bun jump out of the bathroom and point the gun at him. "Wait, is CB pointing a gun at him?" He zoomed in and gasped. He heard the fire and watched as Peppermint Butler hit his head on the bedpost and fall to the floor and was that blood that just spattered all over the window?

"Oh my glob!" Finn said, putting down his binoculars as Cinnamon Bun shook his head in disbelief. "Cinnamon Bun just murdered Peppermint Butler!"

Cinnamon Bun looked at the gun and tossed it aside. The trigger fell to the floor. He fell to his knees and cried into his hands. TV advertisements said the gun had been recalled because it wasn't safe. This must be it, replacing fake bullets with real bullets. He should've listened to the TV. If he only listened; this wouldn't have happened. Why didn't he listen?

If this got out, he would be forever hated by the Candy Kingdom people, and go to prison. He never was in prison and he didn't want to start now. And Flame Princess, he didn't want to think about that. If Flame Princess found out about this, he would no longer be her champion and knight and she would forbid him to see her ever again and be banished from the Fire Kingdom forever. That would be fine, but he never could begin to imagine never seeing her again.

Cinnamon Bun then looked up, looking determined. That can't happen; it mustn't! He had to hide the body somehow! He looked at the window and hatched an idea. He saw a gym bag in the corner and hatched another idea. He went to the bag and unzipped it. He took out the contents, a tennis ball and a tennis racket, put them aside, and picked up Peppermint Butler, looking disgusted that he just picked up a possible dead body.

He put the body, the gun (for it'll forever haunt him for what he just did, so he didn't want it anymore), the bullet, and the trigger in the bag and zipped it shut. He wiped his brow and sighed in relief. He took the bag out of the room, dragging it for it was too heavy to carry. He was in such a hurry that he didn't see that Peppermint Butler dropped something when he got shot.

"Hey, CB!" Lumpy Space Princess greeted him downstairs, noticing the bag.

"Uh, the sweat on your face and the fact that you were moaning and groaning as you dragged it down the stairs." Cinnamon Bun looked mad.

"What's in the bag?"

"Nothing." He lied.

"If it's 'nothing', then why do you look exhausted?" Cinnamon Bun panicked.

"Exhausted? Who said I'm exhausted?" He then looked mad. "Now you look here LSP; you need to mind your own business."

"Hey, Cinnamon Bun!" Princess Bubblegum said when he saw him. "Have you seen Peppermint Butler?" Cinnamon Bun started sweating again.

"No; no I haven't seen him."

"Well, okay. If you do see him; can you tell him I'm looking for him?"

Cinnamon Bun nodded.

"Sure." The princess then noticed the bag. "What are you doing with my gym

bag?"

"Well, I'm not hiding a dead body in there if that's what you're thinking."

"Hmmm, usually when people say something like that on TV, they're hiding something."

"What?! That's crazy! I'm not hiding anything."

"Are you sure Cinnamon Bun? You sound suspicious."

"I'm sure."

"Hmmm, well, okay! You may leave now." And with that, Cinnamon Bun ran outside. Princess Bubblegum looked at Lumpy Space Princess.

"Do you think CB was suspicious?" She asked her. Lumpy Space Princess nodded.

"Oh, yeah." She replied, "He told me that 'nothing' was inside that gym bag." Princess Bubblegum thought about this.

"Do you think we should be concerned?"

"Probably. But, let's just enjoy this party!" Princess Bubblegum nodded and walked off.

"Hey, PB." Jake said to her at the punch table where he saw her drinking a cup of punch.

"Hey Jake." Princess Bubblegum said back.

"PB." Jake said to Princess Bubblegum. The princess turned to him.

"Jake," Princess Bubblegum said to him. "Where's Finn? I haven't seen him here. He's missing my awesome party."

"That's what I wanted to ask you about. Did you invite him because he didn't get an invite in the mail." Princess Bubblegum stopped dancing and looked confused.

"That's strange. I did invite him. Perhaps it got lost in the mail?" Jake smiled and he too stopped dancing.

"That's great! You don't mind if I use your phone and tell him the good news?"

"Go ahead! Finn shouldn't be missing out. You can go use the phone in my room."

"Thanks." With that, he went towards the princess's room. The princess took another sip.

Finn, hiding in the bushes, watched as Cinnamon Bun came outside. He watched as the pastry placed the bag behind another bush.

"There," Cinnamon Bun said to himself. "Hopefully, no one will think a bag, hiding in the bushes, will be suspicious." And with that, he went back inside the castle.

Finn then saw Jake in Princess's Bubblegum's room. He went to her phone, not noticing the stuff on the floor. Finn grabbed a stone off of the ground.

Just as Jake was about to make the call, he heard something hitting the window.

What is that? He wondered. He went to pull the curtains and saw that it was Finn throwing rocks at the window. Jake gasped. Finn stopped with the rock throwing.

"Finn?" Jake questioned. "What are you doing out there? I was just about to call you at home."

"Dude," Finn started. "You are never going to believe what I just saw. Cinnamon Bun murdered Peppermint Butler." Jake just laughed.

"Dude, I'm telling you the truth. Cinnamon Bun is a murderer."

"Come on, Finn. CB didn't murder anyone. He wouldn't do that. He's the nicest guy I know. He wouldn't even hurt a fly." He then scratched his chin, looking at all the 'blood'. "Well, there is a lot of red stuff here that could pass as blood."

"That's because that is blood! He did murder him! I saw it with my own eyes looking through these binoculars." Jake's smile faded.

"You were spying?"

"I know what I did was wrong and now I'm glad I did. Come down here and I'll show you his body in the bag Cinnamon Bun hid in the bushes."

"Okay, man. But if I come down there and Peppermint Butler's 'body' isn't down there, you make me a sandwich the next time I want one and wear a chicken suit."

"Deal." Finn was then confused. "Why a chicken suit?"

"Because you'll be humiliated."

"Just come down, man."

"Okay, I'm coming down." Jake left the room.

Jake then came out of the castle a few minutes later. He looked around.

"Finn!" He called. "Finn; where are you? Finn!" Finn then wheeled up to him.

"I'm right here." He said. "Come on; Cinnamon Bun just disposed of the body." Jake shivered in disgust, but followed Finn anyways.

"There." Finn said about the bag in the bush. "In the bag. Open it." Jake shivered again.

"Are you sure about this, dude?" The dog asked. "This is not funny anymore."

"We must see if his body's there." Finn said. Jake nodded and slowly unzipped the bag. It began to rain and lighting flashed across the sky. The boys screamed when they saw, indeed, that Peppermint Butler was inside the bag, along with the gun, the bullet, and the trigger. Jake quickly zipped it shut again.

"Dude, we gotta tell 'em." Jake said. Finn nodded.

"I agree. Let's go." And with that, off they went to the castle.

"Oh, and btw, you were invited to this party. Your invite just got lost in the mail."

"Cool!"

Cinnamon Bun tried to enjoy the rest of the party, but he couldn't. All he could think about was what an awful thing he did to Peppermint Butler. And because of that awful thing, Peppermint Butler was now dead and he can never undo it.

"Are you going to eat that?" Lumpy Space Princess asked about Cinnamon Bun's apple pie.

"No." He said sadly. "You can have it."

"YAY! Thanks, CB!" She took her cake and took a bite. She talked with her mouth full. "But you know Tree Trunks will be upset. She spent all day and all of last night making these for us. It'll break her heart." Cinnamon Bun sighed.

"Yeah, I know. But more hearts will be broken once everybody learns the horrible thing I've done."

"You know what? Don't you find it ironic that people are eating food here when they are food. I find that ironic and maybe cannibalism."

Suddenly, as Lumpy Space Princess was about to ask what horrible thing Cinnamon Bun referred to seconds ago, Jake and Finn came bursting in the door from the rain. Everybody looked at them.

"Finn!" Said Princess Bubblegum. "Glad you could make it."

"Cinnamon Bun is a murderer!" Finn just said. Everyone gasped.

"What are you talking about, Finn?" Princess Bubblegum asked. "Cinnamon Bun is a nice guy. He wouldn't hurt a fly." She then got mad. "How dare you say such a horrendous thing!"

"It's true!" Jake told her. "I saw the body. Cinnamon Bun murdered Peppermint Butler."

"Cinnamon Bun didn't murder my butler."

"Princess, has Peppermint Butler ever come back from the bedroom?"

"Well, no. He never came back." She then was confused. "Wait, how do you know he was in my bedroom? You weren't spying on him, were you?"

"That's not important. He didn't because he was couldn't come back because Cinnamon Bun murdered him. He's no longer the harmless tart you used to know; he become a cold-hearted murderer!"

"That's enough! Cinnamon Bun isn't a murderer and that's final!" Cinnamon Bun then burst out crying. Everybody looked at him. Princess Bubblegum went over to him. "Cinnamon Bun, what it is? It's not true what Finn and Jake said, right? You aren't a murderer, are you?"

"Yes, Princess Bubblegum." He sniffed. "I'm a murderer." Everyone gasped, except Finn and Jake.

"You see?" Finn stated. "He admitted it. He's a murderer."

"I-I don't understand." Princess Bubblegum spoke. "How did this happen?" Cinnamon Bun looked at her.

"I didn't mean to." He told her. "I just wanted to show him my new gun." Bubblegum gasped.

"A gun?! Cinnamon Bun, how could you?!"

"It was supposed to be a fake gun. I didn't know the bullets were real." He ushered them to follow. "Come on; I can show you where I hid the body." Everybody followed him outside.

"He's in here." Cinnamon Bun said in front of the bush. He dragged out the gym bag. "In this bag." He then opened it up and gasped. There was nothing in it, except the gun, the bullet, and the trigger. Princess Bubblegum glared at Cinnamon Bun.

"Cinnamon Bun," She started. "Is this a joke?"

"No." Cinnamon Bun replied, shaking his head. "It isn't."

"The body was here!" Finn put in. "I saw it!"

"Well, where is it then?" Princess Bubblegum demanded to know. "A body just doesn't walk away."

"Maybe he turned into a zombie!" BMO suggested. Everybody glared at him. BMO noticed this. "Oh, sorry."

Suddenly, lightening struck the sky. Everyone gasped and looked up as they saw the outline of Peppermint Butler. Lumpy Space Princess screamed.

"OH MY GLOB!" She screamed. "ZOMBIE!" She ran away in fright. Finn took out his sword.

"Don't worry," He reassured everybody. "I'll deal with it." He looked at the zombie. "DIE, ZOMBIE!" Peppermint Butler screamed as Finn wheeled towards hm. He ran over him with his chair and started beating him repeatedly with his sword.

"STOP, STOP!" Peppermint Butler begged. "I BEG OF YOU, PLEASE! HAVE MERCY ON ME!"

"You won't get mercy from me, zombie Peppermint Butler!" Finn declared. He prepared to strike him again. Peppermint Butler shielded himself.

"STOP, FINN!" Bubblegum stopped Finn just before he could strike him. Finn looked at her.

"Yeah, what's up, PB?" He asked. "Can't you see I'm trying to save you from this zombie?"

"This is not a zombie; it's Peppermint Butler." Finn was confused.

"Huh? But, he's…" Princess Bubblegum shook her head with glee.

"No; he's very much alive."

"Huh?" Finn looked at Peppermint Butler and felt relieved. He put his sword away and helped Peppermint Butler to his feet.

"I'll go get Lumpy Space Princess." A banana guard offered and left.

"Sorry, I attacked you like that." Finn apologized to him. "But I thought you were dead and turned into a zombie."

"Oh, that's okay." Peppermint Butler said. "I'm just glad that you stopped hitting me with that sword." Cinnamon Bun rushed over to him.

"Oh, Peppermint Butler!" He began. "You're alive; I'm glad! I thought I killed you." Peppermint Butler looked at Cinnamon Bun, confused.

"Why did you think you killed me?"

"Because I shot you."

"Yeah, but that was with a Realistic Fake Gun with fake bullets!"

"Are you sure? How did you know that was a Realistic Fake Gun?"

"I saw those commercials."

"Then the bullets were fake too?" Peppermint Butler nodded. Cinnamon Bun sighed in relief.

"Oh, thank glob!" Peppermint Butler was confused again.

"You thought the bullets were real?" Cinnamon Bun nodded.

"Yeah man, when you didn't wake up, I started panicking. I guess they recalled the gun for something else."

"Didn't you hear? The Realistic Fake Guns were recalled because the triggers are loose."

"No wonder why I keep on having problems with the trigger. I thought it was just mine."

"So, you didn't take my pulse to see that I was alive?"

"Well, no." He scratched his head and laughed nervously. "I guess not. Silly me, huh?" Princess Bubblegum laughed.

"Oh, Cinnamon Bun!" She said. "You may be fully-baked and now work for Flame Princess in the Fire Kingdom, but you are still the dimwitted, clumsy, Cinnamon Bun that we all know and love." Cinnamon Bun laughed nervously again.

"Yeah." Finn was confused.

"What about the blood?" Peppermint Butler was confused again.

"What blood?"

"The blood Finn saw splatter all over the window." Jake answered.

"And what I saw all over your body and what's now on your face." Peppermint Butler put his finger to his lip and brought back 'blood' on his finger.

"Oh, you mean this? It's not blood, it's ketchup."

"Ketchup?" Finn wanted to know. "Why was ketchup in PB's room?"

"Because I had a burger there the other day." Princess Bubblegum explained. "And I forgot to bring the ketchup back down."

"And what about the gym bag?"

"I had tennis the other day."

"So that's why I saw a tennis racket and ball in there!" Cinnamon Bun said. Princess Bubblegum nodded.

"Well, let's go back to the party, and Finn, we can all sign your cast if you want."

"Cool." Finn responded. Everybody followed Princess Bubblegum inside, including Lumpy Space Princess and the banana guard who joined back with the group. BMO chuckled to himself.

"Just imagine," He began. "Years from now, we'll all go back to this and have a big laugh." Jake chuckled too.

"Yeah." He agreed.

"I'm just glad we all resolved this." Tree Trunks put in. "Poor Cinnamon Bun must've been so scared." Cinnamon Bun nodded in agreement.

"I can rest in peace tonight." He said. "That's for sure, and I can have one of Tree Trunk's apples pies for I didn't have one earlier."

"You sure can, dearie, you sure can."

"I knew Peppermint Butler wasn't a zombie." Lumpy Space Princess put in. Jake rolled his eyes.

"Sure you didn't, LSP." He said. We believe you."

"No you don't. You just rolled your eyes."

"You're right, we don't."

Cinnamon Bun felt kind of stupid that he thought he killed Peppermint Butler, but was very glad that he was alive. Boy, would he have a story to tell Flame Princess when he returned to her in the Fire Kingdom.