Forest with the Forest Wizard:

"No, he should be here; perch him up on one of the branches—better not be on the grass," the Forest Wizard instructed a bear, who was carrying a sleeping Finn over his shoulder.

The bear made a rumbling sound as he carefully perched Finn on the tree branch Forest Wizard pointed at.

"Mumph," Finn muttered sleepily. He squinted his closed eyes, then grinned; by the likes of it, it probably wouldn't be much of a problem if Finn'd still be sleeping for a day or two—he was clearly enjoying himself.

"Thanks, Brother," the Forest Wizard told the bear.

The bear made a snorting sound that could easily translate as a "You're welcome."

When the bear walked away, the Forest Wizard looked up at Finn. "I wonder what could be taking those two so long? But then again, venturing the Haunted Swamp is never an easy thing to do..."

He glanced at the spell book and frowned. "What went wrong? That certainly wasn't what the spell was supposed to do; maybe I read the words wrong...?" then, as if to find an answer to his own question, he flipped it to the page where he'd first discovered the spell. Then:

"Aha! No wonder—!"

The Haunted Swamp:

"Hey, Lumpy, if you can hear my voice, stay and just tell me where you are," Jake called as he walked toward the direction Finn's sword had pointed at.

As he progressed, he noticed a change in his surroundings. "Hey...Is it me or is the fog starting to...thin...?"

Sure enough, it was—other than the trees nearby, Jake was beginning to see other things that couldn't have been seen before. He could see the trees behind as well, and...a mysterious cave.

"Finally," Jake sighed in relief. "Good to know I won't be seeing nothing but nothing in this place after all!" And without a second to pause, he went inside the cave.

"Sword, you sure saved me from wandering around this place for another several hours!" Jake said to the human boy's sword, caressing the blade.

The cave, gratefully, didn't look as endless as the swamp it settled in; Jake could definitely find his way around—and he was also sure that Lumpy Space Princess was somewhere around here.

"Hey, LSP, where are you around here?'" Jake called, his voice echoing around the walls of the cave. He didn't really expect an answer, and naturally, none came; he doubted Lumpy Space Princess would suddenly appear, or that he'd simply run into her as he walked, not by a long shot.

Then, no sooner after the last echo of his call, he heard the unmistakable cry.

"Like, oh my GLOB! Get away, ugly!"

Jake followed the voice immediately. Sure enough, he saw Lumpy Space Princess shaking out of fright, cold sweat and all. She seemed to be shivering against the cave wall.

"Lumpy Space Princess," Jake called.

"Wah! Oh my glob, who the—oh, hey, Jake! You scared the lumps outta me!" Lumpy Space Princess gasped.

"What happened to you that made you get to here?" Jake asked critically, pointing at LSP with Finn's sword (and smiling with the smug satisfaction that LSP was totally freaking out when he did that).

"Jake, you're not gonna believe this! I was walking around this endless foggy wasteland something...took a hold of me! Before I could, like, even take a swing of the sword at him—"

"—which you didn't do," Jake inserted slyly, doubting LSP's capability to actually hit someone with his best friend's sword.

"—I totally blacked out, and when I, like, woke up I ended up here! And I was, like, 'Oh my glob, where am I?' " LSP finished her story with a shudder.

Jake scrutinized the lumpy princess with narrowed eyes. "Yeah, you're right, LSP—I don't believe it."

No sooner after Jake had spoken, there came again that part-coo, part-croak noise LSP had heard before she'd been taken into the cave.

"Oh my glob, Jake, it's here!" LSP screeched.

Jake frowned. "What? What's here?"

"That thing that grabbed me and took me here! It's, like, part furry, part slimy, and ALL UGLY!"

"And you're part princess, part hobo, and all lumpy," Jake pointed out, stung a little by LSP's stingy remarks on whatever creature she'd faced. He'd always known she had a way with words, but he didn't expect that she'd actually go below the belt; she'd always been so quick to judge.

Lumpy Space Princess shook her head. "Like, Jake, now is so not the time for that!"

"I don't appreciate you calling names on whatever it was—even if it wasn't real."

"It was real!" LSP protested.

"Say that to my butt cheeks. I've spent hours in the swamp and in here and nothing ever came out—"

Jake meant to say more, but LSP gave a shout and threw her arms up all while cowering in the corner, causing Jake to look after her in confusion.

"LSP?"

"It's, like, coming here!"

Sure as heck Jake knew LSP wasn't faking any drama now, compared to what she'd done during their trip to the Haunted Swamp.

"What's coming?"

LSP couldn't speak; her voice'd probably trembled had she spoken; she was shaking so violently. Another round of cold sweat trickled down her lumpy frame.

"LSP!" Jake struggled to get her attention. "What's coming?"

"Furry, slimy and ugly," Lumpy Space Princess stated in a voice so shaky that Jake had to strain hard to hear it.

Jake just got more confused. "Can't you give me more details?"

LSP didn't respond; the magical dog doubted she could say more about what she'd seen.

Sure enough, the part-coo, part-croak noise seemed to be approaching the two, and getting nearer.

Jake tensed himself against the wall, tightening his grip on his best friend's sword.

He wasn't sure what he planned to do against whatever LSP'd encountered, or what he kind of creature he'd be dealing with, but either way it involved kicking bad-guy buns, so...

"Prepare to face Jake the dog!" he bellowed, his voice concealing a tiny hint of bluff.

Out of the shadows of the corner of the cave wall, a furry foot, which, underneath, laid a load of slime (part-furry, part-slimy, as LSP'd described earlier before she trembled in fear). It uttered another part-coo, part-croak noise, then emerged out of the shadowy corner to face Jake in full.