So, I seem to be averaging around 1,200 words . . . so get used to that :D
As Bubblegum walked and Marceline floated down the hall towards the infirmary, Bubblegum an emergency phone from off the hospital wall and called Jake. "Hello? Yes, hello Jake, this Princess Bubblegum. - - - Yes well I'm afraid now is not the time; you see, Finn is here and he is hypothermic, I suggest that you get here as soon as possible, we may need your help." Jake was a bit groggy, but he came to his senses and hung up the phone at the sound of the word hypothermic. "Oh no, why did I let him stay out there? This is all my fault!" And so, with the belief that it was his fault that Finn was in danger, he stretched to the Candy Kingdom as fast as he could. Upon reaching the Kingdom gates, he pushed the banana guards right out of his way, and ran to the infirmary. He burst through the doors and greeted the two ladies standing near Finn's bed with a frantic, "Where?! Where is my bro at!?" "Jake, please, you must calm down," Bubblegum was trying to keep him from causing a scene for the rest of the patients in the hospital, "Finn's right here and, fortunately, he is stable." "Oh good, I thought he was in serious trouble. "Well, he was going to be in serious trouble, if it wasn't for Marceline for finding him, he probably would have been dead right now." Bubblegum said this with a nod towards Marceline. Marceline was trying to hide a smile, "oh, it was nothing, he kind of just fell into my arms, and I was going towards the Candy Kingdom anyway." "Uh huh," Jake didn't believe Marceline, "either way, thank you for helping him." "You're welcome Jake," Marceline looked out a window towards the night sky and the moon that was full and hanging low amidst the stars, "well; I wish I could stay and see if he's okay, but I have to go to a concert, I'll see you later." Jake and Bubblegum waved to her goodbye, and turned their attention to Finn. "So when is he going to fully recover?" Jake asked Bubblegum. She looked at Finn, "hmm, I am not sure, but I think it could take a couple days, it looks like there was something else wrong with him other than the cold." Jake's features furrowed into a thinking position, huh, that's weird, I don't remember him saying anything about stuff tha-" at that very moment, Jake remembered how distraught Finn had looked when he had found him in the forest. "What do you think was affecting him?" Jake asked Bubblegum. "Well, to be honest, I think it was just stress. Lots and LOTS of stress. I can't possibly tell what it was that stressed him out so much though." Bubblegum began to write on a clipboard that was attached to the hospital bed Finn was laying in. "Alright, I'm going to go see Lady. I'll see you later Princess Bubblegum!" Jake waved to her as he stretched away to look for Lady Rainicorn. "Okay then, stay safe!" she called to Jake. She was studying the tests that she had done to Finn before Jake had gotten there. "Hmm," she was tapping a pencil on the edge of the bed, "definitely stress." She had told Jake that there was no way that she could possibly tell what exactly it was that had caused Finn all of the stress, but she had lied. "This is going to be the perfect time to test my new gizmo!" Bubblegum smiled to herself, remembering her first kind of contraption that read minds; it only had the capacity to see if someone was lying or not, but this machine was something new. Using a new algorithm, she had come up with a way to literally see memories and thoughts of other people. "Oh Finn, don't worry; I'm only doing this to help you." She was talking to the unconscious Finn more or less to convince herself that there was nothing wrong with what she was about to do. Sure, she was going to look into the hero's mind and possibly see things that he would not want anyone else to know, but it was necessity that she know what had made Finn grow weak, making him more susceptible to the cold. As Bubblegum put a helmet onto Finn, she had one of the nurses that were standing by switch the machine on. "Okay, this is it, are you recording?" she asked the nurse who had the camera running as documentation. Once the nurse nodded, Bubblegum put a second helmet onto her own head. "Okay, here goes!" the princess flicked a switch, and she immediately saw the hero's mind. She had made it so that certain kinds of mementoes would be color coded. Happy memories were colored yellow, things that had gotten him angry would be red, sad memories would be colored blue. Bubblegum had resolved to look for only blue and red memories and thoughts. Right away, there was a flood of yellow memories, "Must all be for his sixteenth birthday," Bubblegum said to herself. As she looked through the plethora of colors that was Finn's memories and sub conscience, she finally came across a blue one. "Aha!" she basically 'clicked' on the memory, opening it as if it was a file on a computer. Once she had opened up the memory, she gasped, "Oh no, this can't be good." The memory was of Finn explaining how he thought their relationship wouldn't work out. "Hmm, so they aren't together anymore. Perhaps I should keep this information to myself." Bubblegum thought it would be best due to the fact that if she told anyone, then she would have to explain how she had found it. "Well, I got what I came for, I suppose I should get out of Finn's head now," she said this almost sadly, liking the fact that she could, technically, look at all of the things that made him tick. No Bonnibel, that would be immoral she thought to herself. As she prepared to power the machine off, she noticed a group of memories and thoughts that didn't match any profile that she had assigned; they were colored jet black, and were faded at the edges. "What the, what are these?" she asked herself. She didn't really want to pry, but her curiosity got the better of her. As she chose the group of memories and thoughts, the screen on her helmet dimmed ever so slightly. "Why can't I open it up?" the black thoughts weren't allowing her to open them up. Finally, after typing in a reroute, the contents of the thoughts came to light. "What In the world? . . . Agh!" Bubblegum's helmet broke, erupting in a shower of sparks. Bubblegum fell backwards in the attempt to get it off in time. She was lucky; the helmet broke her fall, and shattered upon impact. Bubblegum's head was smoking, and her eyes were shut, burned to gather from the heat of the helmet's failure. "Nurse," it was all that the princess could muster up the strength to say. The nurse put Bubblegum onto a medical stretcher and hurried her off to an operation room, while a good many other nurses took the equipment off of Finn, leaving him there, slowly recovering from the stress and hypothermia.