A/N: Thanks to everyone who reviewed, and a special thanks to Randomeness and my friend Alexis for pointing out that Finn's favorite food is meatloaf, not spaghetti. I had totally forgotten that the Ice King specifically said that in "Still". Darn Ice King has to make me look bad!
Chapter 2
Finn floated through a seemingly empty greenish void. He was dressed in only his shorts. He was pretty warm, despite his lack of clothing and the slight breeze that made his hair sway slightly around his shoulders. "Finn…" Princess Bubblegum's voice spoke from behind him. He swiveled around and saw the beautiful Princess wearing a light pink sundress that fell to her knees and had her hair in a care-free pony tail. "Princess," he whispered, mesmerized by her beauty.
She glided smoothly towards the boy, but stopped when she was half-way to her. He moved forward to meet her, but she never got any closer. He moved faster, wanting nothing more than to get to the beautiful young woman, but she stayed at a distance. "Graah!" he complained, moving as fast as he possibly could. It was as if someone who had been holding him back just let go. He propelled forward, crashing into the Princess. Everywhere her sweet bubblegum skin touched his pale smooth skin was burning as if on fire. Princess Bubblegum didn't seem to notice it, though. She didn't seem to notice anything as she was just staring blankly off into space.
Finn shrieked and drew back from the Princess. His hands, which had been on her shoulders, were red and blistered. He stared at them shocked. "See what happens, Finn?" Princess Bubblegum cooed. She leaned down and pressed a kiss to his cheek, which immediately caught fire. "If you play with fire, you're going to get burnt."
A large brownish-yellow owl head stuck up and hooted, a high-pitched noise that bothered Finn greatly.
Finn bolted up in his sleeping bag. His hand was gripping his chest, where he could feel his heart beating rapidly. His sudden movement woke Jake who was still at his feet. "Finn?" Jake whispered. Finn tried to force his breathing to return to normal. He brought his hand up to his cheek, which was warm to his touch. "What happened?" Jake asked, stretching up to sit next to his brother. "Weird dream," Finn answered breathlessly. "Do you want to talk about it?" Jake questioned, knowing that's what their mom would have done. Finn squirmed uncomfortably. "It was about Princess Bubblegum," he started. Jake smiled knowingly. "Ohh, I get it," he said. "You're at that age, where you start to notice girls more that you used to. You're starting to notice Princess Bubblegum in different ways than before, in different ways. Your mind is making her the center of your attention, in more ways than one," Jake said the last bit with a wink. "Makes you want to get closer to her, huh?"
"What are you talking about?" Finn asked, genuinely confused. "In my dream she hurt me when I touched her. Like, it burnt." "Oh, then I have no idea what's going on with you," Jake said, bummed that he didn't have something new to explain (and tease) his little brother. "What did you think was going on with me?" Finn asked. "Oh, nothing, I'll explain when it happens," Jake said, waving it off with his hand. "So, tell me about your dream," Jake pressed on, sounding a lot like a teenage girl gossiping with her friends.
"Well, I'm not sure," Finn admitted. "I was in this big…green…space, and Princess Bubblegum was standing in the distance, but when I ran to her, she didn't get any closer. When I finally reached her, it burnt when she touched me. Then she kissed me and my face caught on fire!" Jake gasped when Finn reached this part in his story. "Then she was all, 'If you play with fire you get burnt'!" Finn exclaimed quietly. "Then, and this is the creepiest part, the Cosmic Owl came out of nowhere and cooed at me!" Finn finished his story while Jake listened closely. "Cosmic Owl?" Jake questioned, making sure. "Yeah, man," Finn confirmed. "Well, if the Cosmic Owl was in your dream, that means it was some sort of message. Maybe you're doing something you're not supposed to with PB," Jake said wisely.
Finn opened his mouth to answer, but stopped when he saw Fionna stir in her sleeping bag. She sat up and rubbed her eyes sleepily. "'Morning," she grumbled. "Fi! You moved," Cake complained, sitting up and leaning against her younger sister. "What time is it?" Fionna ignored Cake's protests. "It's deffintaly not adventure time," Jake and Cake answered in unison. "Jinx!" both called, again at the same time. While the two fought over who won their little 'Jinx' battle, Fionna turned to Finn. "I can't see the window from here, what time is it?" she asked. "Uh… the window?" Finn asked, unsure of what the window had to do with the time. Fionna groaned frustrated-ly and stood up slowly. She walked, her steps silent in the room where as Finn's would have echoed loudly, to the window and looked out. The moonlight engulfed her and Finn sucked in a breath as he took in her beauty.
He admired her as she gazed at the night sky. Finn stood up and walked as quietly as possible to her, still being loud enough to cause a few Princes and Princesses to stir. He reached the window and leaned his elbows against it. "How do you know what time it is by the window?" he asked quietly. Fionna smiled and said, "Not by the window, by the stars." Her eyes shone brightly in the moonlight. When you play with fire, you get burned. When you play with the sun, you get life, a voice whispered in Finn's head. Finn lifted his hands up and put them on either side of Fionna's face. "Finn…" she whispered, bringing her hands up to close over his. The two Humans stared into each other's eyes.
Finn leaned down so he could be face-to-face with the slightly shorter girl. "No!" he screamed in his mind, "I like Princess Bubblegum, not Fionna," he mentally reminded himself. But he couldn't seem to pull back. She was so close, and she smelt so good.
"Not to break up this little moment or anything, but I need Fionna," a voice spoke, making the two Humans jump apart. Finn turned around to see the frowning face of Prince Gumball, standing next to Princess Bubblegum. "Come on honey," he said, dragging Fionna away by the arm. Bubblegum turned to Finn. "Were you about to kiss her?" she snapped. "No!... Maybe… Yes…I don't know," Finn grumbled. "Well, don't," PB said, putting her hand on her hip. "What?" Finn asked confused. "Look, that girl is…weird, okay? I've known her longer than you have," she said. "I don't think you'd like her that much," Finn couldn't detect the jealousy in his friend's voice. She kissed him on the cheek before walking off. If you play with fire, you get burned,Finn!a strange voice snapped in Finn's mind as his face began to burn with pain.
"Girls are too complicated," Finn groaned sitting down next to Jake. "Tell me about it," Jake muttered, earning a smack from Lady, who Finn hadn't noticed was awake. She said something Korean and Jake muttered something about, "not in front of the fourteen-year-old" while blushing furiously.
An angry-looking Fionna quietly stomped back over. "Ugh, Prince Gumball is way too overprotective," she said to Cake. "What'd he do?" Cake asked rolling her eyes. Fionna looked uncomfortably at Finn, Jake, and Lady. She leaned close to the small white cat and whispered something to her. Cake gasped. Finn could pick out a few words, "Gumball," "Marshall," "Jealous," "Finn" and "Stupid." Cake squealed and said, "Not cool about Gumball, creepy about the Marshall thing, and really?" Fionna shushed her sister and looked over at Finn, who didn't realize he was staring at her. She smiled at him.
"So, when are you guys leaving?" Finn asked, not trying to sound rude, just curious as the various Princes and Princesses chatted in the other room. "I don't know. Whenever Gumball decides to leave, I guess," Fionna shrugged, pulling her hat off and running a brush through her hair. She groaned as the brush got caught in a tangle. She tried to brush through it, but she couldn't. "Where's Cake when you need her?" she grumbled, referring to how Cake can always untangle even the toughest knot from her hair. "Ugh, this is impossible!" she groaned, throwing the brush down. Finn picked up the brush and moved behind Fionna. He started to pull the brush through her blonde locks. "My hair used to be like this," he said. She shivered at the feeling of his breath on her neck. "I thought cutting it short would fix the knots," Fionna grumbled. "I did too, but now I always keep it the same length because I found that right…here," he placed his fingers just below the tops of her shoulders, "is where it has the least amount of knots."
Electricity was shooting through his body. The source: His fingers on Fionna's back. She sighed as he pulled her closer into him, all thoughts of brushing hair gone. When the rest leave, she must remain in our arms. If she doesn't, great pain will come to not only us, but her as well. And we don't want to hurt dear Fionna, now do we? A voice growled in Finn's head. He ignored it and pulled the girl closer, breathing in her scent. She smelt like cinnamon and vanilla, nothing like Princess Bubblegum's sweet candy scent. Both were sweet, but Fionna's was overpowering.
And Finn liked it.