BANG!Jake looked up from where he had crashed only moments earlier. The crying scream that Finn shouted was stopped and replaced by the loud noise he had just heard. There stood the deer—the animal responsible for the current predicament they were in. Beyond him, lying unconscious underneath a lamp post, was his 13 year old human adoptive brother and best friend ever.
He let out a shocked gasp, mouth agape, eyes wide with fear and fury. With an angry scream, he stretched and grew his paw to the size of a house.
"You're dead!" he shouted. The deer turned and sprinted, barely escaping Jake's giant fist that was to smash on him. The canine grunted in frustration, shrinking his paw back to normal size and getting back up on all fours. He was ready to chase after the incendiary, but was grappled from behind, preventing him from running.
"Jake!" Princess Bubblegum pleaded. "Jake, stop! Just let him go, he's fleeing the city!"
Jake was squirming around in the princess' arms, trying to break free, growling in malicious rage.
"Jake, please stop! Forget the deer, we gotta help Finn!"
"FINN?" the dog barked. "...Finn?"
Jake's anger was slowly beginning to go away. When took its place was fear and worry.
"FINN!" Jake called in concern. The princess started running, waving her hand at Jake signaling him to come with. The rushed over to his best friend's side, afraid and scared.
The young teenager was sprawled out on the ground, the only indication that he was alive being the slow rise and fall of his chest. His hat was slightly slipped off, revealing his disheveled, sunshine blond hair, as well as a dark blue welt on his forehead, which was roughly the size of Finn's fist.
Jake kneeled over his friend's unconscious body in anxiety. "Finn?" he whimpered softly. "Finn, wake up...C'mon, bro, stop messin' around...Finn!"
"Jake, move outta the way! We need to get him to the hospital now!"
The dog took a hold of Finn's arms as the princess grabbed his legs, and they quickly, but carefully, jogged in the direction of the Candy Kingdom's general hospital. Jake felt like he was floating, though; he was distant from reality and what was happening. All he could think of was his best friend, and praying that he was okay.