Fionna and Cake woke up in what they thought was Marshall Lee's house.

"We've been tricked!" Suggested Cake, "She took Marshall Lee and left!"

"Now, now, Cake, let's check to see if she stole anything."

Cake shrunk and climbed into the green backpack. Quickly she checked off everything she found, "Dagger, food, spare clothes, rope, scissors, oh I forgot that we had a flute in here…" Cake scaled out of the backpack and started to grow back to normal size, "I think we have everything, lets just go home."

"Okay," Fionna agreed. As they started to walk out, the room stretched. "Woo." Soon the wall started to change and they were outside. They immediately noticed boy with a toy robot. If they cared to look around, they would have seen lots of half destroyed buildings, many of them overgrown with various plants. Cake made a mistake and took a whiff of the atmosphere, it smelled like rot and decay of many different forms. She coughed and held her nose.

"Oh, Mr. Robo your paint is peeling off. Thankfully, I found some more." The little boy sitting on the sidewalk said in a high voice with a fairly strong accent. Carefully, he coated blue paint where the red paint was peeling on the left arm. "I know you don't like getting wet, but it'll dry soon, and you'll be all well again!" The girls couldn't help awing and cooing over the little boy, who was dressed in careworn clothes and a baseball cap. "Who are you?" the boy somewhat rudely asked, when he finally noticed them.

"We're Fionna and Cake, your friends, well we will be in the future." Fionna replied. "I'm sorry, I just assumed you are Marshall Lee. Are you?" Fionna said, the boy responded back with a shake of his head. "Do you happen to know where the Memory Tree is?" wondered Fionna.

"No, I don't. I don't move around much or do much, I just keep doing the same things over and over again. But maybe you should look in the Pantry, it looks like an exit." Little Marshall answered. "It also rhymes with Memory and Tree... I think." He added.

After thanking the young Marshall, they went into the pantry and started to crawl. "Look at all this red food in red bowls and plates, Cake," Fionna pointed out "Apples, berries, cake, punch and…"

"And what?"

"I think there's blood. I guess he ate it at some point and time." Shivering, Fionna went on. It only took a little while until they saw end of the pantry and crawled out into a kitchen. A voice was shrieking in pain. "Let's go!" Fionna ordered. They went towards the direction of the screaming. It was a woman. She was giving birth.

"Push, Push." A kind male voice kept repeating.

"I know what I'm doing *Scream*, huff, huff." The laying woman replied. "I think she's almost out." After another agonizing scream, a baby came out.

"It's a boy, so much for Marceline, hunny."

"I know, I know."

"How about we name him, Marshall Lee? It is a strong, masculine name."

"Fine, Marshall Lee it is." The woman said, while tickling the boy under his chin.

Fionna closed the door and they left.

"I think we're going in the wrong direction!" Cake exclaimed.

"So what do you suggest we do?"

"Go out a different way I guess."

"Alright." Fionna agreed and then they head out the front door. Outside, they found a nine year old Marshall talking to some friends. With the dot glowing a bit brighter, they continued on. Soon it got hotter and the girls started to sweat.

"Ugghh." Both girls complained as the temperature rose. Flames started to grow and engulf them, but oddly they did not burn. It smelled of sulfur and smoke all around.

"Hey look, there's Marshall Lee and some of his ghost friends." Fionna pointed out to Cake.

"Oh yeah, he used to be in a gang. Oh, look! The mark, we must be getting closer."

Fionna took a good look at her Vampire friend, he seemed to look like he was sixteen. He wore a torn skull shirt, hole-filled jeans and black sneakers. He also sported a pair of sunglasses and a bracelet on his right wrist. Fionna squeezed her eyes and noticed a girl with long, messy, white hair in a pony tail, wearing a grey jumper dress with a belt. She wrapped her arms around Marshall Lee's right arm, leaned against him and started to giggle.

"That girl looks familiar." Fionna said.

"This is no time for déjà vu, girl!"

"Right, right." Fionna snapped back in. After eleven minutes of jogging, the girls got out of the fire and ended straight into their house. They saw Marshall and the mystery girl from a little while ago, moving some furniture. Fionna couldn't make out what they were saying, but she could hear them giggling.

"GET YOUR HEAD IN THE GAME GIRL!" Cake reminded Fionna.

"Okay, okay, I'll stay focused!"

They exited the tree house and wound up at Marshall Lee's house, or to be more exact, the kitchen. Now, Cake was angry. They would just keep running around in circles she thought, until who knows what would happen. Cake was about to scream then suddenly the front door opened.

"Hey Mars! Take a look at this!" The mystery girl yelled.

After letting a grunt and a yawn out, Marshall headed towards the living room to meet the girl. Marshall Lee gets a bit cranky if he is rudely awakened from his naps.

Entering the room, Marshall asked "What is it Ashlin?"

Now, the bunny-hatted girl was lucky, if the cat wasn't enveloped in the scene like she was, their was a 98% chance that she would have been slapped. In the kitchen, the two silently stared.

Ashlin giggled and pointed to her necklace. It was a silver choker with a pendant at the end. The pendant was shaped like a curvy triangle and contained an oval sapphire in the center. She gestured Marshall to take a closer look. He leaned in.

"Look it's real!"

"How did you get that, Ashlin, I thought you were flat out broke?!"

"I sold something…"

"Sold what exactly?"

"Your old toy…"

"WHAT?!" Marshall yelled.

"It'll make some old witch's day."

"That is the last straw!" Marshall screamed "I'm tired of you ruining my life, I'm breaking up with you."

"But Mars..."

"GET OUT of my house and my life!" Marshall Lee interrupted.

"Fine, I know you'll be crawling back to me soon, bat boy." She scoffed as she left.

"We need to focus, Cake!" Fionna reminded.

"Alright." Cake said while looking at the calendar. She realized what they saw happened a little over fifty years ago. Both of them left the kitchen.