To be honest, I don't think the episode was a dream. King Worm was clearly a dream, and it is definitely a lot more different than Puhoy.

Leaving behind the still-ongoing party back at the town, Finn and Rosalinen ventured back up the hill from where Finn had entered the world. Arriving at the very blanket from which Finn had came, the two were greeted with a blank sheet, unchanged from before.

"What are we looking for anyway?" Roselinen asked.

"There was like, a door here before! I just slid out, I looked back, and just like that, the door...disappeared. Nowhere in sight." Finn answered.

"As in, poof? Just gone?"

"Just gone. Hmm, there has got to be some way to find my way back,"

And so Finn began to lift up the sheet from which he came from, only to be faced with another sheet hidden underneath. Undaunted, he continued lifting up the sheets one by one, hoping at least, to find the door he was looking for.

For the next couple of minutes, Finn lifted sheet by sheet in vain, unable to find any doorway back to his world.

"Where the heck? How can some hole...cave...portal...thingy just disappear like that?" An exasperated Finn exclaimed, as he sat back down in exhaustion.

"How did you end up here anyway?"

"Well, there was a storm outside our treehouse, so my friend Jake just decided to make some kind of pillow fort. Yeah, something like that," Finn replied.

"Then?"

"Um...uh," Finn stuttered, unable to decide on whether to talk about his relationship with Flame Princess. "Well, I..ah, h-had been having some problems recently, but nothing big. I just t-thought that, y'know, maybe some alone time in the fort he made could, w-well, clear up my mind or something. Yeah."

"What kind of problems?"

"Well, iiiiiits..."

"Don't worry, you can tell it to me." Rosalinen reassured.

"Uhhh, it's about my girlfriend," Finn finally said, with much reluctance uttering the world girlfriend. To make matters worse, Roselinen had decided to sit right beside him.

"Uh huh, then?"

"Well, she kinda...uhm, I told her a joke,"

"Then?"

"Uh, y-yeah, that was the other day, and..well, she didn't laugh."

"That's it?"

"Oh, come on. How do you expect to carry on a relationship if you can't even make her laugh? Man, I dunno, I feel like I dunno what I got into,"

"It just a joke, dude. I bet she'll get it anyways. Maybe not now, but probably a bit later."

"Yeah, but it's been hours since I've been here. I bet Jake's wondering where in Glob's name I'm stuck in,"

An awkward silence followed, with neither of the two knowing what to continue the conversation with. Meanwhile in the distance, the party had began to die down, though the wailing of the band could still be heard even all the way to the hill.

"It's getting late," Rosalinen said, breaking the silence.

"And I dunno if I'm even gonna get back into my world." Finn added, just as he stood up.

"You could stay at my house for the night, if you want." Finn could utter nothing but an "uhh..."

"Heh, don't be so worried about it. You helped us from the dragon, we can help you get back to your world." Rosalinen reassured, putting a hand on Finn's shoulder.

"Uhhh, o-o-ok, yeah. Sure. Thanks." Finn blurted out, having nothing else to say.

Walking back into town and heading for Rosalinen's house, Finn simply let Rosalinen lead the way. Being right behind, Finn took a moment to take a look at her. His initial attraction to Rosalinen had him very confused now, seeing as he was already in a relationship. Yet a small part of Finn's mind kept nagging him, am I even going to get to go back?

And here she was, her hair ever so slightly swaying as they walked. Much like the rest of herself, it too was made of fabric. Her clothes were rather obviously made of fabric, which led Finn to wonder whether it was part of her or not. He was now wondering where the hell his line of thought was going, now that he was thinking about her clothes.

Finn however, even if he was conflicted in thought, still found Rosalinen pretty in all fairness. On the other hand, he also wondered why she was humanoid, compared to everyone else in town, who was either a blanket, a pillow, a mattress, and this one couch Finn saw in the party. Was she partly human? Finn couldn't know yet.

"So, uh, where's your house?"

"It's by the city center. Nothing special, but it's nice,"

"But uh...where do I sleep?" Finn asked with an awkward smile.

"Well, it is the mayor's house. We have a guest room."

"Oh. Heh. Sound nice, I bet,"

By the time they had reached the city center and were in sight of Rosalinen's house, the townspeople were already beginning to go home. Though Quilten was nowhere in sight, presumably still overseeing everyone's return to their homes from the party.

Like every other building in town, the house was also made of pillows. What made it stand out over the rest in town was its design; it wasn't a grandiose structure of intricate construction, it wasn't even that big. Rather, the walls were weaved with many colorful patterns. Finn was very much awed by its design, which was in all fairness was something you wouldn't see back in Ooo.

"Wow...it looks actually kinda awesome, y'know. I haven't seen anything like it,"

"Thanks!" Rosalinen happily replied in earnest. Finn could swear he saw the tiniest hint of a blush in her, which added more curiosity for him; could pillows blush?

The two entered the house, and Finn was yet again in wonder to see all the furniture made of fabric. Barring the couches, chairs, carpets, and the like, he noticed that even the tables, the doors, and even the lighting was made of pillows. The walls were decorated with a few weaved designs that would have been the equivalent of paintings back in Ooo; the lamps and the lightbulbs were instead luminous pillows; there was a lot of unusual pillow replacements littered around the house.

"I'll be honest, stuff like these I don't see often, back in my world."

"Is your world mostly made of flesh?" Rosalinen asked back.

"Erm, nope. Some are made of rock, others of wood, maybe candy, rock, plants, lemons, lumps, blood, water, and uh...fire. And other stuff. Tons of stuff, really."

"Hm, in this world those kinds of stuff are incredibly rare, and are usually from outside the world."

"Outside the world? Does that mean other stuff from my world can get in here?"

"Well, I dunno. Some scientists theorize that if there's a dense amount of pillows in an area, a portal might form between the worlds, but no one knows. It could explain how you got here, though."

"Huh. I did crawl into that pillow fort Jake made. wonder where'd he'd gotten all those pillows,"

"What does Jake look like anyway?"

"Well, y'know. Small, orange, furry. Though he had this really cool power, he can stretch himself into tons of shapes! I think, I last saw him as a bulldozer."

"Huh. I think the closest thing we have here are some of the contortionist blankets around here. Heh,"

"Is your dad home yet?"

"Uh...I think he's still fixing up the remainder of the party. He'll be home in a while. Wanna see the guest room?"

"Y-yeah, sure."

The two then climbed up the stairs made of mattresses and went into a room in one side of the hallway. Inside was a small television-pillow thing and a sofa bed.

"This is usually our extra room whenever relatives stay over, or if I wanna host a sleepover with friends. Though since you're the guy who saved the village from the dragon," Rosalinen said, playfully elbowing Finn in the arm. "Well, you can stay here, heroes need rest too, you know?" She winked.

"Well, er, thanks a lot. Tons. I just...um..." Finn muttered, afraid of what he might accidentally blurt out.

"What's it?"

The simple mistake of not having brought extra clothing had led to a very, very awkward conversation. Dressed in a new tunic that was to be his pajamas, Finn wondered to himself how he could still survive the immense awkwardness between him and Rosalinen. He was very much grateful that she was able to give him extra clothing and even let him use the shower, having sweated a lot during the party. However, to do this, with a girl around, in her house, was very much an awkward experience for Finn to go through.

"It's...uh...heh...nice, I guess. Comfy," Finn said, just as Rosalinen had come back to get a towel, since she was going to use the shower next.

"Hope you like it," She replied with a smile. Finn rather uneasily smiled back, right before yawning.

"Guess I'll be going to sleep. Hey, thanks for letting me sleep over, I appreciate it."

"Alright then. Good night." She answered back.

"G'night." Finn replied, right before closing the door and going to sleep. He could swear there was a slight grin on her face when he closed the door.

Great, and I still have to find a way to get home. I bet Jake's worried about me. Finn thought.

A few dozen seconds had passed after Finn had left. Jake decided to look for his fishing rod to get his cup back. I wonder what Finn's up to inside the fort, he thought.

Review pls. With some detail, I'd prefer. And please point out any errors.