"C'mon Jake!" They ran outside in the party hall to see a crowd of people crowded around something. Finn and Jake pushed their way to the front of the crowd to see what everyone was looking at. When they saw, they gasped in, and Finn screamed, externally :)., and fainted.

Jake exclaimed, "Oh...My..." and then fainted.

For in front of them, was the dead corpse of the Commander of General Sugar's squadron, Commander Bubba.

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Jake finally came to, thanks to the help of a smelling salt. "Wha-What happened?" He asked, still a little woozy from the shock.

"It's horrible!" General Sugar sobbed, crying all over the place. "My number one commander, dead as a doorknob!"

Jake gasped at the sight of which the wizened general had described. There lied the dead candy corn, lifeless. Yellow security tape had been put up all over the scene of the crime. His body lost most of his color. Now he was just an almost colorless vegetable.

Finn, who had awoken just before Jake, said, "You know what this means, don't you?"

"Heck yeah I do!" Then they both snuck away from the crowd, unnoticed due to the fact everyone's eyes were averted on the body.

"Well, we can't just stand here doing nothing!" Flame Princess said.

"Yeah, we should call someone to help us solve this mystery," Lemongrab said.

"Yeah, call the police or a detective or someone," Ice King said.

"Ok, I'll call the police immediately," PB said. She picked up her cellphone and dialed 91 but before she could dial 1, a hand pushed the cell phone down, which fell on the ground. PB went to pick it up, and when she stood up, she was eye to eye with someone. She shrieked and stepped back.

"Princess, don't worry, it's just me, Inspector Jake the Detective Dog..." Jake said. He was dressed up in a Sherlock Holmes hat and cape, and had a corncob pipe pipe that blew bubbles.

"…And his loyal companion," Finn said, stepping out from behind Jake, Only wearing the hat. "…Deputy Finn."

Princess Bubblegum thought it was kind of cute when they did their detective routine. She was pretty sure that FP and Lady thought so as well. But she also knew they weren't just talk either. They had helped her solve many cases before, and had even helped BMO, the Ice King and many others. One of their biggest cases was the Magic Man case. She still shuddered at the thought of him.

"Glad you guys brought your uniform. How did you know to bring your uniforms?" PB asked.

"A detective always knows." Jake blew on his pipe. He sighed. "Princess, you shouldn't call the police. It's a cold dark world out there princess. Don't drag the innocent police into this. They've done nothing wrong."

"Besides," Finn said. "We're already here."

Jake turned to the sobbing general. "General Sugar, I presume?"

"Ye-yea." The general was still sobbing.

"Can you tell me exactly what happened?"

"Well, we were all listening to Bubba's story. Me, the princesses, that there Rainicorn, the Ice King, the lemon, and the game console. You 2 walked out somewhere. Then Princess Bubblegum asked lemon to get the vampire seated at our table. Ice King went to the bathroom. Right about then, the lights went out. There were a bunch of noises, including some zaps, a hiss, and gun and a knife. Then a painful grunt. Then the lights turned on, and that's when we found the dead body. It might have been an accident.

Jake looked around, trying to find Marcy, but couldn't see heads or tails of her. From the sound of it, he had 3 possible suspects, but he followed his own rule: Innocent until proven guilty.

"This was no accident General. It was...MURDER!" A gasp went around the room. "Us detectives have a sixth sense about this kind of stuff. And until I narrow it down, you're all suspects!" Another gasp. He took another blow out of his pipe.

"Deputy," he said to Finn. "Write this down." Finn took out a notepad and pencil. "July 3rd, 2222. At 11:55, Commander Brian "Bubba" Cohen was murdered. Room temperature was a steady 55.2°. Lights were off during murder. Victim stands at 6'4. Weight is 217 lbs." Jake then turned to Finn. "Deputy, I need you to take a sniff of the body."

Finn's cheeks turned red. "WHAT?" He asked. "Why?"

"Because then it gives us more clues as to how he died."

"Why don't you do it? You're a dog. You're the one with the keen sense of smell."

"Deputies always do the dirty work." Jake then blew more bubbles.

"Fine," Finn sighed. He went towards the lifeless commander. He then took a great big whiff of the body. He stood there, puzzled. "Huh," he said. He then took smaller whiffs. "Um Jake? There's no scent on the body."

Jake almost choked on his corncob pipe. "Whaddaya mean there's no scent?" He asked, pushing Finn out of the way. "Leave this to the master of sniffing." He then took the greatest whiff in his life. But he stopped, because something puzzled him. There were candy scents all around, probably due to the fact that they were in the Candy Kingdom. But there were no direct smells coming from him in particular. Finn was right. "Deputy, write down 'No scent detected.'" To which Finn did.

He then turned to everyone. "For this next part I'm gonna have to ask everyone to leave."

"What're you gonna do?" FP asked.

"Inspector and I are going to neutralize the area and look for clues," Finn said. With that, Jake pushed everyone out the open door and shut and locked the doors.

"Inspector Jake," Finn said. "I found these clues lying around dead body."

Jake stared, puzzled at his deputy. Something strange was definitely going on with Finn. First the watch, then the Ice King and Earl, and now the clues.

"What did you find, deputy?"

"Well, there's this frozen lightning bolt, a piece of bubblegum, Lemongrab's sword, BMO's controller, and..." Finn stared nervously.

"What is it deputy?"

Finn shuffled his eyes. "Nothing! That's it! That's all there is!"

Jake gave Finn a I'm not an idiot look.

Finn sighed. "Alright, fine! In addition to stabs and bruises and cuts and bumps on the body...there's also...scorch marks."

Jake's eyes widened. He stared at his cufflinks, tapped one of them twice, and a ray gun popped out. He scanned the body.

Finn was right. The body had stabs and cuts and what not, but it was 65.5% scorched.

"Well," he said, blowing on his pipe. "I guess it's interrogation time. And it looks like we're getting the hard one out of the way first."

Finn gulped.

HOHO! Looks like they have their first prime suspect! But will the story plead the case?

Find out soon!