Hello Adventure Time fans! Sorry for not updating in a while, but I have school (Ended March, and started again in June). Don't expect frequent updates from me, because High School Geometry is as hard as heck.

Also, gave a name for the Flame Princess. Hope you like the name Seraphina! (Nickname: Sera)

Disclaimer: I don't own Adventure Time with Finn and Jake nor it's assets. I also don't own the cover.

Enjoy!

The Prophecy of a Lifetime

"You... hate her aura?" asked Finn, confused by her answer.

Flame Princess replied, "Yes. We are what you call... natural enemies. We exhibit enmity at first sight, like you and evil."

"Okay, I understand." Finn didn't understand. What would make someone hate another at a glance? Aura? Finn wouldn't accept it, but didn't press for more. Instead, he digressed. "So, where are you going to stay?"

"O-Oh, I hadn't thought about that," mumbled the elemental. She was too caught up in the prospect of exploring the world to even consider necessities like shelter. Weighing her options, it didn't look too good. For one, she didn't - no, couldn't - go back to her kingdom. She wouldn't be able to take even one step outside her flask, due to her father's parental instincts. She also wouldn't be able to sleep outdoors. She might burn the grassland, or get caught in the rain. Too many elements working against her.

"...Maybe you could stay in our place!" exclaimed Finn, obviously excited. To his innocent mind, it would be just like a sleep-over. Sadly, his princess didn't have the same child-like mindset.

"W-W-What a ludicrous statement!" shreiked the princess, perverse thoughts gracing her mind. "A male and a female... sleeping together?" Plus, she was the one who burned down their house in the first place…

"But it's the perfect idea! We could have N.E.P.T.R build you a fire-proof room!" retorted Finn.

"…well, when you put it that way…"

"AW YEAH! Come on princess, if we run fast enough, we might be able to make you your room by midnight!" yelled Finn. As of then, it was around eight in the evening. It would take around two to three hours to make the room, so they needed to make it to the treehouse by nine. Without warning, Finn started sprinting in the direction of his home. Flame princess sighed, for she was owing the human too much. She didn't like that. She shoved those thoughts out of her mind and chased after her man.

THE NEXT DAY...

At the beach, Princess Bubblegum was stressed out. The shoreline was completely trashed, with litter scattered everywhere. It was as if all the monsters in Ooo decided to throw a party on the eve of her own, just to tick her off. She needed help, if she would want to start her party on time. Finn instantly popped into her mind. She could ask him for help, and he would definitely accept, no matter what he was doing.

"Unless he was helping others," mumbled the princess, bringing out a cellphone. She was about to dial Finn and Jake's number, when she thought better of it. She was asking too many favors lately, and it might be a bit impudent to ask for more. Instead, she called everyone else she knew.

The odds weren't in her favor. Each and every servant at the castle had a job, due to the mentioned arrival of her son, the Earl of Lemongrab. She had decided to tick him off by not gracing him with her presence, throwing a party for Finn instead.

'For Finn,' a voice said in her head.

"Shut up," she mumbled, forcing the thoughts out of her purview. Now frustrated, she decided to ask for the aid of her citizens. Of course, everyone else was busy, protecting their daughters from male teenagers (AN: As of the episode "Hug Wolf"), and dancing. Oh, Glob forbid they forget to dance!

Desperate, she dialled Marcelene's number. It appears Marcelene chose just this time to play a song at the Duke of Nuts and was not home. It was like the world itself was against her. Sighing in defeat, she dialled the number she was avoiding the whole time.

"Hello?" asked Finn's familiar voice.

The Princess replied, "Um, it's me, PB."

"Okay, what do you need?" asked Finn.

Ouch, direct and to the point. Not even a little small talk. It made her even more guilty about requesting his assistance. Mustering her courage, she enlisted for his support.

"So you need my help because you can't clean the beach by yourself?" asked Finn.

"Y-Yes, that is correct."

"Um, sure, I have some free ti- ugh!" The phone made a loud sound, as if hitting the floor. Then she heard the sound of fire.

Worried, she asked, "Finn, are you okay?"

"Nothing is wrong Bonnibel," stated a feminine voice, instantly identified as the Flame Princess.

"Well what was that for Seraphina? I need to talk to Finn!" exclaimed Finn. She checked the position of the sun. It was about noon, if her calculations were right. She didn't have time for this. "Can you please put him on the phone?"

"I decide who gets to- but Finn!" stated Seraphina. The phone's reciever muffled, signifying the change of the person on the line. It was now Finn's voice reaching her ears.

"We'll be right there! See ya later!" Then the phone hung up. She exhailed a sigh of relief. Finn was still on good terms with her, even after shoving manual labor onto his shoulders. Now all she had to do was wait.

ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THE LINE

"But she's using you! Don't you see?" cried the Princess of the Fire Kingdom. Putting down the fire-proof phone, she pointed a finger at the young man, akin to a mother chastising her child.

"But it's my duty to help anyone and everyone in need!" protested Finn.

"…Fine, let's go." She didn't like Finn's morals. It's human nature to satisfy yourself before others, and defecting from that path would lead to your own destruction. She didn't want that to happen to her lover. "But how about your dog, Jake?"

"He's on a date with a rainicorn," replied Finn, putting on his backpack. "He said he'll be on time for the party anyway." The two teenagers walked out the now fire-proof garage and headed for the beach. Along the way, they decided to have small talk.

"So... where'd you get a Flame Shield Potion in the first place?" asked Sera.

"Well, I got it from a flambit named Flambo. Sadly, he only had enough ingredients for one batch, at least till next year."

"Oh..."

After about an hour, they arrived at the beach. Princess Bubblegum was preparing a few trash bags, one of them inflammable. "Oh, there you two are!" cried the princess out of relief. There would only be a few more hours till the party-goers would arrive, so they had to start NOW.

"Wow, this place is trashed," stated the boy, picking up a sock. It was moldy, with a scent of burning rubber surrounding it. Instantly, he shoved it into his bag. Copying Finn, the Flame Princess tried to pick up a piece of scratch paper, only for it to combust. In responce, she gave out a frustrated sigh. In an instant, Finn was on the case.

"W-W-Are you okay?" questioned Finn, concerned. "What happened?"

"It's just that everything I touch turns to ashes," said Seraphina, her face filled with sadness. Finn patted her back, even though it was like frying your hand on a grill. Yep, his girlfriend's a hot one.

On the sidelines, Princess Bubblegum looked at the elemental with distaste. Since she didn't know why, she just attributed it to them being natural enemies. 'I just wish they wouldn't flirt with each other in front of me...'

After a while, the beach was clean enough to party on. "Thank you, Finn. Um, you too, Seraphina."

"Hey Finn, can we go now?" asked Sera. "We are done, after all."

"...Actually, we're staying. You do want to go to the party, right?" stated Finn, earning a glare from the Flame Princess.

"Haven't you noticed that I'm made out of fire? I can't stay near the beach!"

"Oh yeah, sorry." The boy then turned to Princess Bubblegum. "Sorry, but I can't go Peebles."

"But it is for you," stated the Candy Princess. It would be weird if the guest of honor didn't show up. Plus, all of the princess's want to see him. "Are you sure?"

"Yeah, I'm-" Then they were interrupted by a raspy voice.

Four shall venture into a world of fire

To find what they call their heart's desire

One will retreat, some will fail

No one will die, yet only one will prevail

Then the world went dark for the three.

Ah, cliffies, the bane of a reader's existence, yet is very enjoyable for the author.

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