An: And...I'm still alive.
I'm beginning to wonder if people believe me to be some sort of furry when they read Beast of burden, considering how many people stop at the first chapter. Which, by no means am i one. Mind you, I'm not against them either, i couldn't care less. Still, a passing thought.
On another note, i wish people would review more to tell me what i did wrong and-wait, did i say this last chapter? I don't fucking remember. Either way, feel free to tell me what i did poorly.
Oh, and i found out that there are sodding naruto x sasuke stories that get double my view count easily. And they are all garbage. All of them. Not because of the writing, but because your shipping two characters that have literally zero romantic interest in each other. Albeit, the stories are usually piss poor even if you pretended it didn't defy all logic. At least ship characters that sodding could be gay, don't just grab your favourite naruto dolls and smash their lips together.
Since i have nothing else to say to pad my chapter slightly (everyone does it, don't give me those looks) onto the story!
Chapter 9: A Long Hard Talk
As we begin this part of our tale, we come to a large blue egg, roughly the size of a home. Could you see through the magical egg, you would find our adventurers inside, the magical barrier keeping the heat and/or crazy monsters outside. At this point, Marceline floated in the air like a balloon, asleep, the couple had made camp behind a large rock (and judging by the sounds, were everything but not asleep) And Smithy and the man once known as Simon sat on two rocks, watching a small fire that they had lit.
Smithy watched the Ice King, who was not acting his usual mad self, simply staring into the fire. He had his hands clasped together tightly on his lap, and his eyes were focusing on the flickering light source in front of him. "Ice King, ya there?"
"...Wha? Oh, Smithy, when did you get here!" he cried, surprise on his frosted face.
"Your just hiding, aren't you?"
"...Wha? Hiding? The Ice King hides from no one! Except maybe that Hunson guy...and wolfmen. And spiders. And wolf spiders. And spider wolfs." ge began to list, counting them off of his blue hand.
"Oh stop it, your not as gone as people think you are." he scowled, slapping his hand.
"Ow! That hurt, man. And i have no idea what your talking about." he cried, rubbing his fingers and glaring at Smithy.
"You still have a glimmer of intelligence, of who you were. I am not a fool, Simon." he said, using the name that Finn had informed him of.
He twitched slightly, caught off-guard. "Simon, whose that? I am the-"
"Oh quit it, old man! You act like a mad man, and as if you are some sort of great evil, but you never truly do anything particularly evil. That crown, it gives you near infinite power, you could do anything with it. You can give life to any form of water, give shape to anything you imagine, or even freeze the entire planet, and rule it for all of time. That boy would never be able to defeat you, if you tried. That is why i say this. Your only insane to a fault. I know the power of the crown, my people have studied each regalia from our dimension. We watched through scrying stones as previous owners died within a few days, the madness driving them into the abyss. But you, you wear it for a thousand years, and it is only happy to let you. You could destroy the world, but all you do is play with a child and his dog."
"But why would i destroy the world? I like it how it is. I enjoy walking through the candy forests, floating over the grasslands, and the rest of it. Not very fond of the Fire Kingdom, however..." he said, scratching his beard thoughtfully. "And i enjoy these capers with Finn and Jake. When you spend a thousand years all alone, it's nice to have company once in a while..."he said, looking down quietly.
Frowning, Smithy plucked his crown off of his head, eyeing it slowly. "Hm. Did you know, the originally the regalia didn't come with this tacky golden crown. They were nothing more then four gems, red as blood and powerful as sin. These bases were made, so that users could wear them properly. Otherwise, you would have to hold it to your head to make it work. These other two gems are of lesser power, just wards to protect the user." he said, handing back the crown.
"But why does the big one go into Finn's magic book? Found out he stole it and put it inside it and went to a magic world and he got a wish and he almost destroyed everything and..." he tried to explain, drifting off.
"The Enchiridion, you mean? Each dimension has one, they are linked to various stones of lesser power, and the regalia that resides there." he answered, watching the mad monarch play with the gems distractedly, dropping one into the flames.
Reaching in, Smithy picked it up and handed it to him, and watched him slip it back onto his crown. "Well, it's hard to not be crazy, man. When you have wizard eyes and you can never tell what's what, it starts to drive you even battier then before." he said, swatting at a creature only he could see.
"Hm. Some of the people from my dimension have that...gift. They don't usually survive very long, opting to toss themselves off a cliff." he said sadly, watching the king blink slowly.
"Eh, why would they do that? You gotta take the good with the bad, man. And I, for one, have a lot of bad. Lots of it. If i could sell it, or have someone tow it away, i would probably eat less ice cream." he said giggling, laughing at a thought only he could understand.
"...Have a good night, Simon." He said, stomping his boot into the ground, causing two stone 'tents' to burst from it, Smithy climbing into the left one and laying down. Watching the ice king frowned, wondering how adept at magic that man truly was. He climbed into the provided rock tent, using his beard as a pillow and drifting off to memories he couldn't quite place.
Meanwhile, we go to the steamier side of the camp (in more ways then one), to see the couple cuddled into each other, using Finn's backpack as a pillow and the large rock as a cover for their actions, their lips pressed against each other as much as possible, only to stop for air once in a while. Gasping lightly, he laughed a little at his girlfriend, who was doing just the same. "Probably...should stop...kissing so much." he gasped out, watching her try to hide a giggle.
"I suppose so, don't want you passing out, Finn." she giggled, watching him glare.
"I think your the one who is going to pass out, FP."
"No, I'm pretty sure it was you, Finn."
Glaring challengingly at each other, they grinned and began to suck face again. This time, Finn decided he would try to win by forfeit, not particularly wanting to see her pass out. He wrapped his arms around her body, leaving them dangerously close to her bottom. He watched her glare at him, refusing to lose even if she felt his hands creeping downwards. However, this failed with a small squeak, when he gave a small squeeze. Smiling widely, he giggled. "I win!" he smiled, only to find himself getting a very upset glare.
He was now the one giving a squeak, and felt her slap him lightly across the face. "You little cheater! How dare you trick a princess!" she cried, overplaying it and trying not to giggle.
He attempted his best 'puppy' face that Jake he had seen Jake used on a cranky Lady Rainicorn, and watched her giggle again, giving in. "Fine, your not in trouble. But no more squeezing...unless i say so." she spoke the bit quietly, cuddling into his chest to fall asleep. He let her, feeling his eyes begin to drift towards the ground.
