For the next few weeks, the two stayed with The Resistance. Fionna was forced to stay in bed, no matter how restless she became, and Marshall would often stay by her side, keeping the bedridden girl company. Every once and a while, he would leave the small makeshift clinic and wander around the mountains engulfing the small building containing The Resistance. He would float gently around the green mountains, with the occasional red or blue flower sticking up in the carpet of grass and moss. At the top, low clouds would create a soft blanket of fog, muffling the senses. He would sit upon this mountain to be alone, and to think.
After two weeks, Fionna was up and about. She would talk to the people in the building often, giving them ideas for plans, or finding out what Gumball did to them. Some people had gruesome stories, and some were there for their families. But there was one man, often shrouded in darkness and mystery. He would sit in a chair in the corner of the building, silent and solemn. He would wear a black cloak, hood always up, but a white beard showing beneath the lowered hood. Every once and a while, Marshall would catch him eyeing Fionna from beneath his cloak, and when he noticed Marshall watching, he would quickly hide his face once more.
"Marshall Lee! Hey come check this out!" Fionna called to the vampire, who slowly floated to where she was standing. Fionna was bending over a wooden table, with a blueprint sketched on dull yellow paper stretched across it. The words on the paper were written in a foreign language, like ancient runes. A small purple gumdrop stood on a stool, her eyes peeking barely over the table.
"This is gummy. She wrote this plan out after hearing about what happened to Cake. It's a plan to rescue someone trapped in the candy castle. She writes in some pretty freaky language, huh? But I bet she can translate it." Fionna said, and then quickly grinned.
Marshall grinned back widely the points of his fangs showing, "Sounds great! We can go on a stealth mission, just you and me!" Gummy climbed up on the table with much effort, and gave Fionna a pencil before going to the first word, pointing to it, and saying, "The!" In a quiet high-pitched voice. Fionna leaned over and wrote the word THE under the runic letters. Marshall watched as the small candy walked from words to word, squeaking out the right translation, and Fionna erasing each runic word and replacing it with proper Oooish. The work was slow, but the pair was grateful to the gumdrop for helping their cause. Gummy jumped to the last word, and squeaked the last phrase as Fionna wrote it down. At last the entire plan was translated. And Fionna gasped, "Gummy. You mean there is a secret entrance in and out of this place? Does PG even know about it?" Gummy shook her tiny head, and grinned. Marshall Lee smiled showing his bright, pointy teeth. "Looks like we've got a plan!" He said.
They decided to leave in two weeks' time, giving Fionna enough time to be completely healed, and for the two to gain a little more information about the prince. Fionna would often go out and practice her sword fighting. Her skills had weakened due to her predicament, but the girl was determined to bring herself back to her previous glory. "I must do this for Cake." She would mumble to herself, "She's alive and I've got to get her back." Marshall would watch her from the roof of the building, or rather the mountain. He could see miles around the building, and the distant glob of white that represented the ice kingdom. Only miles behind was the Candy Kingdom. As he looked into the horizon, a long black shape appeared. It grew closer, and was coming at a breakneck speed. Hurriedly, Marshall jumped down and ran towards Fionna. "Fio! We've got company!" He yelled. She immediately faced her sword towards the skies, where Marshall was pointing. The shape grew longer and more distinct. It ad grey hair and… "Lord Monochromicorn!" Fionna yelled, running forward. Lord Monochromicorn landed, or rather crashed, into the soft earth below. The Monochromicorn was panting and out of breath, he hurriedly tapped out something on the ground. Neither Fionna nor Marshall understood the Lord. "Hey Marshall, go and see if anyone understands Monochromicorn around here." Fionna said. Marshall dashed inside. Lord was panicked, and his eyes were whirling around, crazily. Fionna gently pet his mane, "It's okay. Come on we are getting help."
As she sat, a flash of color caught her eye. On the horizon, a colorful rainbow mass was converging. She looked at it in awe, as it swelled, and writhed, becoming larger with every passing second. Lord slammed his hooves on the ground wildly, causing Fionna to fall back. She threw up her arms in defense as Lord Monochromicorn wiggled around, and she spotted a spot of color on his back. It seemed to be a rainbow liquid seeping out of the Monochromicorn slowly. She slowly stepped toward The Lord, and was able to get closer as he tired himself out. He finally fell on the ground panting, and Fionna stepped to his back. A gash as thick as her forearm, with colorful blood pouring out was there. She touched it gently, eliciting a quiet groan from Lord.
Marshall Lee ran out quickly with the mysterious man in the black cloak. Marshall looked disgruntled, and kept giving the man dirty looks. As the two approached, Marshall grumbled, "Yo Fio. He's the only guy in the whole goddamned place that can speak Monochromicorn." He then crossed his arms and watched the man intently as he approached the Lord. Seeing the cloaked man come, The Lord immediately started tapping at the ground hurriedly, determined to give his message. The two exchanged a few taps on the ground before, at last, the man nodded at the Lord, and turned towards Fionna and Marshall. He spoke in a dusty tone, like the creaking of an old unoiled door, "There's a candy army, led by the pink prince. This Monochromicorn says they are purging all of Aaa searching for us. We don't have much time. Come on"
The man turned on his heel, marching into the building. Marshall and Fionna followed behind, trying their best to carry Lord Monochromicorn inside. As soon as they entered the door, complete chaos had broken out. People were dashing to and fro, grasping their small amount of items, some grabbing swords, and children clinging to mothers. In the center of the chaos, Fionna saw Riley climb up on a table and balance there momentarily, before bellowing in a deep rumbling voice,
"SILENCE!"
Everyone froze instantly, and Riley smiled slightly with satisfaction. He spoke once more,
"Now I need all able men and women to the battle stations, now! Citizens unable to fight need to be evacuated, now! We need medical attention to the Monochromicorn, and I swear, we will defeat this Pink Prince!"