Author's Note: This story is the sequel to my previous story Red Gummy Bears. In that story, Finn is turned 21 thanks to a little magic, and he winds up in bed next to Marceline in a bar. However, neither actually remembers what happened the previous night, and they woke up fully clothed. In the end, he is restored to his thirteen year old self. With that in mind, enjoy.
Disclaimer: I do not own Adventure Time with Finn and Jake. It is owned by creator Pendleton Ward.
It was another ordinary morning of an ordinary day. Outside, birds chirped, squirrels chattered, and grass ogres yodeled. Inside, Marceline the Vampire Queen stood in her bathroom before her mirror. She ran a hand over her stomach. Sighing, she looked back and forth between the mirror and her gut. "Well, it's official." She turned and floated back into her bedroom. "I still can't see my reflection."
Marceline went to her dresser and pulled out a t-shirt and a pair of black skinny jeans. She put a placed her foot into a pant leg. Paying little attention, she glanced at the window and scowled. She wondered if those annoying robins would taste good fried, or if the squirrels could be made into a decent scarf. She tugged at her pants. They wouldn't fit over her stomach.
She came out of her thoughts and looked down. Groaning, she struggled to get her pants on. "Come on, just get on." She punctuated each word with another pull. The jeans wouldn't go up any further. She growled and wiggled out of the pants. Going back to her dresser, she selected a pair of gray sweat pants.
Lately, none of her clothes had been fitting. She refused to believe that she was gaining weight, though. How could she possibly gain weight on a diet of red? And don't even try asking her about her exercising habits.
She hovered to the kitchen and got a pack of strawberries from the refrigerator. Sitting at the table, she poked a fang into the first strawberry. She had hardly started on the third one when her stomach rumbled. Her eyes widened, and she turned an unnatural shade of green. Slamming a hand over her mouth, she shot back up to her bathroom.
She flipped up the toilet seat, quickly tucked her hair down the back of her shirt, and vomited red liquid. Tears streamed down her face as she violently gagged. After finishing, she looked at the mess that was splattered on the toilet seat, wall, and floor. Despite her conscientious effort, some of her hair had also fallen in the line of fire. Without giving it a second thought, she pulled a bottle of Windex and a roll of paper towels out from under the sink and started cleaning. She also automatically stripped down and rinsed her hair in the shower. So, yes, she had been puking a lot lately, too.
After finishing, she chose yet another loose fitting shirt and pair of sweat pants and floated to her living room. She sluggishly picked up the remote control and flipped the television to some Saturday morning cartoons. Glancing at a nearby clock, she noted that it was already 10:00 A.M.
Suddenly, as if in a trance, she switched the television off, grabbed an umbrella and pair of gloves, and walked out the door. She floated out of her cave and hovered close to the ground under the shade of some trees. When she arrived at the Candy Kingdom, the guards allowed her entrance without question. She entered the main hall to find Finn, Jake, and Princess Bubblegum discussing something.
"It's all in the palms," Jake explained as he placed a hand under his armpit. Finn and the Princess copied his position. "All right, now remember to move your hand just like this for maximum volume."
Princess Bubblegum's eyes drifted to Marceline, who watched them in a cross between confusion and amusement. The Princess gasped and took her hand out of her armpit. She also grabbed Finn's hand before he could demonstrate what Jake had been teaching them. "Oh, Marceline, can we help you?"
Marceline grinned and licked her lips. "As a matter of fact, you can help me, sweet cheeks."
Finn and Jake's eyes widened. Princess Bubblegum turned pale. "Uh, I don't believe I'm following what it is that you want, Marcy."
Marceline grunted. "It's the bears, Bonnie. Do you have the red gummy bears that I asked for yet?"
The Princess blinked. "Oh, yes, of course! I'll fetch them right away." Relief visibly washed over her as she approached a table with a plastic bag of red gummy bears sitting on top. She tossed the bag to Marceline, who caught it in her mouth midair like Jake might catch a Frisbee. She growled as she tore the bag to bits with her teeth, shaking her head wildly back and forth. Instead of sucking the red from each gummy bear one by one, she merely shoveled them into her mouth and ate them. One little bear squirmed out of her grasp and tried to flee. She pierced it in the middle with a talon and popped it into her mouth.
Finn and Jake stared in awestruck disgust. However, this didn't surprise Princess Bubblegum, as Marceline had come to her requesting red gummy bears at least once a week for the past six months.
Marceline caught the last bear on her tongue and sucked it up. She picked herself up and hovered over the others. Her stomach gurgled. She grimaced and turned her back to them, puking on the Princess' royal carpet.
Princess Bubblegum face palmed. She rubbed her temples and slowly shook her head. "That's fine, Marceline. I can always replace the rug…again."
Marceline wiped excess vomit from her chin with the back of her hand. She flipped over to face them. "So, what's up guys?"
Finn stared worriedly at her. "Marceline, is there something wrong?"
Marceline shrugged. "What are you talking about?"
"Well, you tore into that bag of gummy bears like a starving wolverine…"
She giggled and flipped upside down. "I do love my sweets!"
"Then, you threw up everywhere."
Suddenly, Marceline's eyes burned red, and her hair seemed to come alive. She hissed, "Oh, let me guess, you're going to get mad at me just like Bonnie always does!? Well, guess what, sister?! Throwing up is a natural bodily function, and I have the right to puke all I want! So get out of my face!"
Finn paused. "Not to mention your wild mood swings."
Suddenly, her face crumpled. She flew into Finn and knocked the air out of him in a death grip hug. "IT'S TRUE! It's true, I've felt so emotional lately. I'm so sorry for yelling at you Finn. I love you. I love you too, Bonnie. I'm so sorry I ruined your carpet. I love you, Jake." She let out a wail and buried her face in Finn's shoulder. "WHAT THE HECK IS WRONG WITH ME!?"
Finn patted her back and looked to Jake and Princess Bubblegum. "I think we should take her to a hospital. Marceline must have a crazy disease. This is totally out of character for her."
Jake nodded. "Yeah, I think so too."
The Princess put a hand to her chin. "Hmmm… mood swings, weird cravings, morning sickness, and weight gain…"
Marceline raised her head and snarled at Princess Bubblegum. "Are you making comments about my figure, Bubble Buns?"
The Princess narrowed her eyes. "No, Marceline, but I do have a question for you."
Marceline released Finn purred. "Ask away, Pinkie Poo."
"Can you remember the last time you…got down and dirty?"