A/N: A short one before we get to the action in the next chapter!
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Lumpy Space Princess was the best actress in the world. She should win an award for it, in her opinion. The moment that Brad's friend Jerrick had swung at Marceline, she screamed, "Death race! Death race!" almost casually.
It was the most obvious route to stop Marshall Lee from pounding them all into smithereens. Although Marceline only drank red, it didn't mean that she wasn't a vicious fighter and like totally, LSP did not want anyone of them to die for just pissing off the vampire.
Plus, she look way cool and lumpalicious when she said it.
What she didn't count on was being woken up way in the morning, like Glob, "It's eight lumping thirty in the morning!" by a phonecall.
A phone call by Princess Bubblegum.
"Oh Glob," she gasped.
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Science the rat prodded at the inert bat that lay slumped in the tinted glass tank. The candycorn rat shrugged and skittered out the opening to climb on top of it. The receiving hall for guests had been out of bounds to everyone except for the candy engineers that Princess Bubblegum had hastily hired, LSP and Peppermint Butler.
"Princess, we'll be able to build this in time, we assure you!" said one of the engineers.
"Like, oh my Glob, chill out PB!" exclaimed LSP.
"Chill out? CHILL OUT? Marce-MARSHALL is going to be in a deadly drag race and you want me to chill out?" asked the bubblegum princess.
Tools and large metallic parts were instead strewn about in the middle of the hall where the engineers were working.
"Yes, chill out! The race is gonna be before promcoming! And promcoming's in just three days," stated LSP.
There was a loud bang as Jake stretched through one of the great hall's windows and dumped a mechanical looking object. Finn slid down Jake's back and landed on the carpeted floor.
"We found what you wanted Peebs!" announced Finn.
"I give you my thanks Finn, Jake. However, due to this project I am unable to partake in this week's movie night until this is finished," said Princess Bubblegum.
"No worries Peebs. Hey, whatcha making?" asked Jake.
"We're building a car. A lumpy space car."