The End Chapter 7 Rough Draft

Days Until Genocide: 331

"I thought you told me that you already had a plan for this," said Skully.

Red was in the middle of a croquet match with BMO. "I only said that to get you to send the tape." A undershot his ball, letting BMO get ahead. "You forgot what our respective jobs are." *

Skully sighed and shook his head. "Well, do you really think that they'll just let us go in?"

"Nope." Red hit a ball through one of the grounded hoops. "It can't be that hard to put out a fire. Just figure it out."

Skully sat down on a nearby hill and tried to sort everything out in his head.

"What are you two talking about?" BMO asked.

BMO didn't see, but Red's eyes jumped fully opened. To hide this surprised expression, he turned away as if he was trying to calculate his next shot. "Nothing much, just trying get something back from a few miscreants."

BMO's ball hit the goal, ending the game. Red looked at the robot as it briefly cheered for its small victory. Given how small and cute Red perceived BMO, he couldn't help but give a calm little smile. "Good job," he said while lightly patting its head. "With skills like that, you'll be a professional one day." The flattery was the icing on the cake for BMO.

The two then started picking up the game pieces. Skully was still sitting there, with his strange gaze contrasting the luscious fields and late-morning sun.

"Does Skully always look that creepy?" BMO whispered.

"In way, yes. But I'm used to it." Red set his share of the objects in the entrance room. That's when he saw a gold ring within a goblet. "I've been looking this," he said and put it in his pocket. BMO forgot that Red was mentioning the loose ring it found a few nights ago. If Red didn't steal most of the gold, BMO saw no reason to intervene. The spot where he picked up the ring was a vital spot in him noticing another object. From where the human was standing, he saw a silver colored hit, decorated with a sapphire and engravings. He picked up the sword.

Surely enough, the engravings said, "Human."

"Excuse me," Red said, "but where did you get this sword?"

"Oh no!" BMO dropped its share of game pieces. "Finn forgot his new sword!"

Red swallowed his internal emotions, putting up a front of concern. After clearing his throat, he said, "Well, where can I find this…Finn." The way he spoke signaled that he was unfamiliar with the name. However, the opposite was true.

"I'm not sure. Once they arrive the castle, they immediately go somewhere else for many hours."

Red sighed. "Then that means I can't trace him. He can survive without it, right?"

To that question, BMO nodded. They picked up the rest of the objects and set them in their proper place. After that, they went upstairs. Content, unexerted, and confident in the other human's abilities, the two went upstairs to play video games. Meanwhile, Skully was still sitting on the hill, still trying to figure out what to do. He paced back and forth for a frustratingly long half hour. Then, Skully saw a shadow hover above him.

"Hey, wierdo," The voice above him said. "Do you know where Finn or Bubblegum went? I tried looking in both of their places, but it's like they disappeared."

Skully looked above him, and saw an old, blue man. His garb consisted of a dark blue robe and a golden crown. "I don't know, fool," said the aggravated Skully. "Anyways, I'm too busy to help you right now." In an act of rage, the old man showed his razor-sharp teeth and conjured sparks from his palms. Next thing Skully knew, he was frozen in a block of ice, with only the front of his mask uncovered.

"On second thought," Skully said, "I'll help you if you can return the favor."

"I'm listening," he said. His anger immediately dissipated.

Skully, knowing that him and Red never delivered a tape to an ice based kingdom, spoke as if he was merely an ally of Bubblegum. "Finn and the princess are out trying to find the people causing the havoc around Ooo. I'm pretty sure most royalty from the local kingdoms know their identities by now."

"All royalty? Then why haven't any told me about this?" The old man kicked a nearby rock. "First, I wasn't invited to the little royal party thing. Now this?"

Skully remembered that "party" the old man was referring to and knew that such a label was belittling of serious political turmoil. "My guess is that you're an ice king?"

"I'm the ice king!" squealed the old man in the childish manner.

"Well, your majesty, I've been trying to face whoever these two fools are. Of course, I can't do that without something to put their flames out." Skully tried squirming out of the ice block.

"Don't worry." The ice king created an ice pick and chopped away at the block. "I know a place where you get plenty of spells." He muttered this next sentence. "This'll show'em that I can help too." Shortly after, Skully was freed, and Red was informed of the news.