Adventure Time: The Great Mushroom War
Chapter 10: Finn and the Chocolate Factory
Finn, Jake, and Marceline were leading the parade down the roads again. After the battle that happened the last night, everyone was sure to keep their guard up.
Jake's stomach started to growl.
"Hey, man. I'm hungry", Jake said to Finn.
"Yeah, man. Me too. It's been a while since we last had something to eat", Finn replied. He looked desperately across the horizon for somewhere they might find food. In the distance Finn could see a tower rising high into the sky. "Hey, Marceline, can you go check out what that tower is?"
"Why would I do that?" Marceline asked.
Finn got on his knees and begged. "Because I'm starving and there could be food there", he said.
"Fine, I guess", Marceline replied. She turned into a bat and flew towards the tower at a high speed. Soon she was back and turned back into her humanoid form. "Good news, Finn. It's a candy factory".
"Yes! Food!" yelled Finn. He started running towards the tower like a madman.
"Hey, dude! Wait for me! I want candy, too!" Jake yelled.
A marshmallow man looked at another and said, "He didn't mean to eat, right?"
As they approached the tower, Finn and Jake found something peculiar about the building.
"Hey Jake", said Finn.
"What's up, man?" Jake asked.
"Does this factory look a little… familiar?" Fin asked.
"Hmm…", Jake said as he squinted at the tower. It was yellow, tall, shaped sort of like a cake… Jake's eyes opened wide. "It's the Candy Palace!"
"Whoa, man. This is pretty weird. Let's go check it out".
(Within the Factory)
Hershel Penn was sitting in the King's Quarters with a newspaper and the television on. On the TV there was a special about Nuclear Bombs with a reporter named Peter Radley and Professor Albert Benedict.
"So what are these new bombs you've developed called?" Peter asked.
"We call them the F-Bombs", said Albert.
"Oh, so we're attacking the Russians with the F-Bomb, huh?" Peter said.
Albert laughed. "Yes, the name is rather amusing. But it does not have that name as a joke", Albert said. "Its name is derived from the element that is split within the missile. In the H-Bomb, the element split to cause the explosion is Hydrogen, hence the H. In the F-Bomb, the element is Fauxridium".
"Fauxridium?" Peter repeated. "I wasn't aware that such an element existed".
"Yes, I know", said Albert. "This element was a recent breakthrough in science. It is larger than any other element discovered, and is miraculously stable in Earth's environment. Call it luck. Anyways, we have experimented with putting Fauxridium into bombs and found it to explode multiple times larger than that of a Uranium bomb".
"The Russians will run when they get a load of this!" Peter said.
"That was the intention. However, they have been foolish enough to keep fighting. We have had to use a few of these bombs, and the Russians have stolen some of ours to use against us", said Albert.
"That is not good. Do we have a way to get them back?" Peter said.
"Don't worry, we have it under control", said Albert.
"What about the fallout? How bad is that with this bomb?" Peter inquired.
"That is a good question, and with an interesting answer. Normally, the fallout left behind from an atom bomb will normally cause cancer. However, there were strange results with the fallout of the F-Bomb. Rather than cells of nearby beings unable to stop dividing, other mutations started occurring. For example, changes in skin color, two heads, and balding. In some cases inanimate objects seem to come to life", Albert explained.
"How bizarre", Peter said. "Well there you have it, folks! A new nuclear bomb that creates mutants and can majorly jack stuff up. My guest, Professor Albert Benedict!" There was an applause and a commercial replaced the talk show.
Hershel glanced up from his paper to the TV and then looked down.
"As if humanity didn't have strong enough weapons", he said grumpily.
Hershel Penn was a middle aged man with black hair and brown eyes. He had dark skin and was surprisingly thin for the President of a Candy Company. His company was the King Cocoa Candy Co., and it had become so popular that it bought out Hershey Park a few years ago.
Hershel turned off the television and walked over to his radio. He glanced up at his personal security monitor and saw a boy with a funny hat and his dog standing at the door.
"Great", said Hershel. "Another tour". He walked out of his room. "Smile on, Hershel. Smile on".
(Back outside)
Finn and Jake were standing at the door, knocking on it. The receptionist behind a counter was just glaring at them.
"C'mon, I want some candy", Jake said impatiently. Hershel Penn walked down some nearby stairs and opened the door.
"Hello, one and all!" he said. "I see you came for the candy tour!"
"Mmm, candy", Finn and Jake said. Hershel gave Jake an odd look.
"A talking dog", Hershel said to himself. "Now I've seen it all". Hershel cleared his throat. "My name is King Cocoa, and I shall show you around my humble factory! Come along!" Finn and Jake started walking when Princess Bubblegum ran up behind them.
"Hey guys, did that guy say his name was King Cocoa?" Princess Bubblegum asked.
"Yeah, I think he did", said Finn.
"Hmm, interesting. Well anyways, go on and enjoy your tour!" Princess Bubblegum said. She walked back towards the rest of the group.
"So this is where…" Hershel was talking but Finn and Jake weren't listening. They had never seen so much edible candy in their lives. They drooled over melted chocolate, spaced out on the swirls of the hard candy, and basked in the cold of the ice cream.
"And here is my crown jewel", said Hershel. He opened a door and Finn and Jake's jaws dropped. Within the room there was a human shaped pile of bubblegum that strangely resembled Princess Bubblegum.
"No way", Finn and Jake said.
"Yup, she's not just a mascot", said Hershel. "I have some hobbies when I'm not too busy running my company. For example, a pop artist. I decided to make a statue of my late wife completely out of bubblegum. It's not bad! I mean, it looks like her". He cleared his throat. "I'm also a bit of a poet, but I'm better with the art".
There were footsteps coming down the hallway. Finn looked to see the source and found it to be none other than Professor Albert Benedict.
"Quick, dude. Hide!" Finn said to Jake. They hid in a vat of bubblegum.
"Hey, get out of there!" Hershel yelled at them.
"Get out of where?" Albert asked Hershel.
"Oh!" Hershel yelled, surprised by Albert's appearance. "I didn't see you there! I was, uh, just frustrated that the bubble gum wasn't coming out easy. It doesn't matter now, that you're here". Albert just nodded his head.
"I see", said Albert. "Well, I'm sure you've heard of the jailbreak some time ago. Well, the prisoners have been reportedly seen around this area. Stay on your toes, and if you see these guys…" Albert handed Hershel a piece of paper. "Please let me know".
Hershel looked at the paper and saw pictures of Finn and Jake. He felt like he was going to have a heart attack, knowing that they were in the same room.
"I-I-I'm afraid I've never seen these people before, sorry", Hershel said. "Well, goodbye I guess". Albert nodded. Then he looked at the vat of bubblegum and smiled a deadly smile.
Albert left the room and turned the corner. Then he stopped walking and turned to the shadows.
"Kill them", said Albert.