Princess Bubblegum was busy working in her underground lab. She was working on a giant machine in an attempt to create a new portal to the Overgrown realm. After welding a few wires she walked over to her desk and took a seat in her chair.
"Man, have I been overworking? I don't feel so good." PB said as she felt her forehead. She was burning up and sweating profusely.
She started to get dizzy and decided to rest her head on her desk. After a few moments of this she passed out. Once she was passed out her skin started to break out in bright red splotches. A half an hour later Wolfrick and Nurse pound cake returned to the lab. They'd been running an errands for PB in the Ghost kingdom. Nurse pound cake was the first to spot PB.
"OH MY GLOB! What's wrong with her?" Nurse pound Cake said frantically.
Both her and Wolfrick ran over to her side. Wolfrick was the first to notice the strange rash all over PB's face.
"Ewww, what's wrong with her face?" Wolfrick worriedly asked.
Nurse pound cake leaned in and examined PB's face.
"Oh dear glob, is that what I think it is?" Nurse pound cake frantically asked.
"Wait, think what? I need some more information. Not everyone's a nurse ya know." Wolfrick said with his trademarked sarcasm.
Nurse pound cake backed far away from PB before saying.
"I think it's a illness called the sweet pox. It only effects candy people. So I don't wanna get to close."
Nurse pound cake ran into her living quarters and grabbed one of her many medical text books and searched for the chapter or Sweet Pox.
"Ah, here it is." She said. "Can you take a closer look at her rash for me? Don't worry, you can't catch it."
Wolfrick leaned it and took a closer look at PB.
"Eww, this is so gross." Wolfrick complained as he looked her over. "The rash is extremely crusty and scabby looking."
"That's just what I feared. Help me get her into the medical bay." Nurse pound cake said.
Wolfrick picked PB up with his mantis like arms and followed nurse Pound cake into the medical bay. He laid PB down in an empty hospital bed and covered her up in a warm blanket. Nurse Pound cake was in her work station working on an IV solution that would help PB. After finishing the medicine she handed both it and her text book to Wolfrick.
"Welp, I'm off. I gotta go. Sweet pox are way to contagious to candy people for me to stay here any longer." Nurse Pound cake said.
"Wait, WHAT!? You mean to tell me I'm all on my own now?" Wolfrick angerly said.
"Not necessarily. You can always send me a text if you have any questions. Plus you can have any non-candy people help you out." Nurse Pound cake said.
She was getting ready to walk out the door when she turned around and said one last thing to Wolfrick.
"Princess Bubblegum's fate is in your hands now, no pressure!"
"No pReSsUrE" Wolfrick mocked once he was sure Nurse pound cake was gone.
"Alright Wolfrick, you can do this." He thought to himself as he looked down at the IV needle.
As the needle got closer to PB's arm Wolfrick's hand began to shake do to nerves. Unfortunately for both him and PB he has a massive needle phobia and was unable to do the deed.
"Dang it, who can I call to help. Peppermint Butler can't help or else he'd get sick to, and Finn and Jake are out dungeon raiding." Wolfrick thought. "Today of all days."
"I know! I'll give Marceline a call. She'd probably come over and help." Wolfrick finally came to that conclusion.
He grabbed PB's cell phone since he didn't have one of his own yet and dialed Marcy. She answered the call pretty quickly expecting it to be PB on the other end.
"Whats up Pbubs?" Marcy cheerfully answered.
"Hi, this isn't PB, it's her new live in assistant/apprentice Wolfrick. Listen, PB's really sick, like really really sick. You better get over hear fast. I need help taking care of her." Wolfrick explained.
"Oh my glob, I hope she's ok. I'll be right over." Marcy said.
As soon as she hung up from talking to Wolfrick she grabbed her sun block, applied some all over her skin, and grabbed her sun hat. After all of the prep work was done she wasted no time getting to PB's underground lab. Wolfrick greeted her above ground at the entrance.
"How is she now, what's wrong with her?" Marceline was understandably worried and full of questions.
"Her condition seems bad, but it could be worse. That's my semi-professional opinion." Wolfrick explained as he lead Marcy to PB's bed in the medical bay.
"So wears that Nurse that lives with her? Why can't she help her?" Marcy asked on the way to the medical bay.
"Something about the sickness PB has, Sweet pox I think, it's super contagious to candy people. Apparently it's real bad news." Wolfrick explained.
"Sooooo, she just up and left PB?" Marcy rhetorically asked.
"Yeah, she left me in charge, but she said we could call or text her if we need anything, plus she left all of her medical text books behind." Wolfrick explained.
"Wow, I can't believe she just abandoned PB like that." Marcy was visibly upset.
"I can't either, but at the same time as bad as this illness sounds and how sick PB looks I don't now if I can truly blame her." Wolfrick admitted. "That being said, it didn't stop me from getting frustrated when she left."
"I guess you have a point." Marcy said.
They finally made it to PB's bedside. Wolfrick explained to Marcy about his fear of needles and what she needed to do. Without hesitation she grabbed the IV Needle from Wolfrick and stuck it in PB's arm. The medicine began flowing into her and her fever began going down.
"Man, how where you so good at that on your first try?" Wolfrick asked sounding amazed.
"Because I had to be. For PB ya know?" Marcy said.
"Sorry I wasn't able to do it." Wolfrick said. "I know I should've. I shouldn't let my needle phobia get in the way of something this important, but."
"No worries man, PB's doing better now and that's all that matters." Marcy interrupted him.
"Thanks. I'm glad you're not upset with me." Wolfrick admitted.
"Sooooooo, what do we do for PB now? What does Nurse Pound cakes books say to do now?" Marceline asked.
"I don't know. Lets give it a look." Wolfrick opened up the text book. Both he and Marcy began reading from it.
"It looks like we just have to wait and see what effect the IV medicine has or her." Marcy said.
"I'm afraid it looks like it." Wolfrick said after reading the same paragraph Marcy did.
"Sooooo, it kinda sucks this is the first time we've hung for more than a few minutes huh." Marcy said.
"True, but at-least we're able to come together and help PB out in her time of need." Wolfrick responded.
"Last time I talked to her PB mentioned that you two where working on some sort of research project together? Hows that going." Marcy asked.
"It's going alright. Not as fast as either of us had hoped. We're trying to open a new, more reliable portal to the Overgrown realm and further my previous research on cloning to try and bring my race back from near extinction." Wolfrick explained the whole situation.
"Hope things pan out for you Wolfie." Marceline said.
"Thanks, and it's Wolfrick." Wolfrick said being his usual uptight self. "So why don't you ever help out PB with her research and projects?
"I don't think you'd want me working on any serious science Junk. It's just isn't my Jam." Marcy Joked. "Does PB talk about me much?"
"Occasionally, she seems pretty fond of you." Wolfrick said as he check PB's temperature.
"Soooo, she never told you that we're dating?" Marcy asked.
"Can't say that she did, but you know PB. She likes to separate work from her personal life as much as possible." Wolfrick said.
"That's true. She can be a bit closed off sometimes. It can be kinda frustrating ya know?" Marcy confided in Wolfrick.
"I understand that it's frustrating, but I can relate to how she feels." Wolfrick admitted.
After chit-chatting some more to pass the time before they knew it it was time to check on PB again. Marceline took her temperature while Wolfrick examined her rash. Much to there supprise her fever had broken, but her rash was even more scabby and a little pus covered.
"So, does that mean it's starting to heal?" Marcy wondered.
"I guess so. We should probable read more from the book." Wolfrick said.
The two began pouring over the textbook once more. They read paragraph after paragraph and couldn't find anything about the scabby rash developing pus.
"Maybe we should call Nurse Pound cake." Marcy suggested.
Using her own cell phone Marcy rang up Nurse Pound Cake.
"You NPC" Marcy greeted. "I'm here helping take care of PB and we have a question or two. PB's fever has broken, but her rash became a little bit pus covered. We looked through the textbook you left and it never mention that. Is their anything we should know about that?"
"I don't think it's anything to worry about. No case of an illness is 100% the
same for candy people thanks to our volatile genetic makeup, so I'm not surprised it wasn't in the book." Nurse Pound Cake explained. "It sounds like you guys are doing a good job though if you got her fever to break. Do you have any other questions while you have me on the line?"
"No, I think we're good for now." Marcy answered.
"Well, if you have any other questions don't hesitate to call me back." Nurse Pound Cake said before hanging up.
"I hope they know about "That" side effect a handful of candy people experience when they're starting to recover from the sweet pox." Nurse Pound Cake thought to herself moments after hanging up. "Oh I'm sure they do. I mean who doesn't right?"
Back at the lab it was getting super late, so Wolfrick and Marcy began preparing for bed. Not wanting to leave PB's side they decided to sleep in the medical bay. The two picked beds on opposite sides of PB's bed. After a bit if tossing and turning, due to being in a different bed than usual, they fell asleep. Wolfrick slept all night, Marcy only woke up once about one thirty AM. Before falling back asleep she checked up on PB. She was fine. Wolfrick was the first one to wake up the next morning. After stretching for a few minutes and fully waking up he looked over to check on PB. She was gone. He rushed over to Marcy's bed and woke her up.
"Marcy. Hey Macy, wake up! PB's gone!" Wolfrick said as he shook her awake.
"Huh?" Marcy asked still groggy from waking up. "Wait, What? Is she better? Where did she go?"
"I don't know. We better start looking. She still might be to sick to be up." Wolfrick worried.
"It would be just like her to get up and start working even though she's still sick wouldn't it?" Marcy groaned.
They began combing the chilly, metal, hallways. The first place they checked was the laboratory work area, but alas she wasn't anywhere to be found. They where getting ready check somewhere else when they where startled by a distant yet loud metallic bang. It was coming from the nearby cafeteria, a recent addition to PB's underground base.
"Peebs, is that you?" Marcy asked as they crept closer to the cafeteria door.
Both Wolfrick and Marcy peered around the cafeteria's sliding door. They saw a figure hunched over behind the food counter that looked like PB. It had PB's easily identifiable pink hair and was wearing her lab coat.
"Thank goodness, she's ok." Wolfrick and Marcy said in unison thinking it was truly PB.
Marcy and Wolfrick where about 12 feel away from PB when she turned and faced them. Her skin wasn't the usual light pink, rather a sickly, rotting green. Her eye's where rolled back in her head. PB had been turned into a zombie.
"Oh crud." Marcy said as he grabbed Wolfrick's arm and took off running.
"Oh Glob, what's wrong with her!? Is she dead?" Wolfrick panicked as they ran away with Zombie PB chasing them.
Marcy didn't answer him until they hid safely in a nearby broom closet.
"Dang it Nurse Pound Cake why didn't you warn us about this?" Marcy said under her breath.
"Um. Hello? What the heck was that? What was happening out there?" Wolfrick asked.
"Technically she's not dead, but she is a zombie." Marcy explained.
"It sounds like you've experienced this before." Wolfrick responded.
"Well, not with PB, but with other candy people. They can turn into zombies under the right circumstances. A quirk of theirs if you will." Marcy explained.
"That's just great. Of all the quirks to have that has to be theirs." Wolfrick complained.
"Complaining won't get us anywhere." Marcy fired back. "We have to sneak outta here and get some medicine for PB."
"How are we suppose to do that? She's probably right outside the door!" Wolfrick worried.
"I wasn't planning on going out the door." Marcy said as she pointed up at the air vent.
"Oh no, I am not climbing threw THAT. It's probably all dusty and gross." Wolfrick protested.
"Well, you can take your chances with zombie PB if you want, but I'm going threw the vent." Marcy said.
Wolfrick weighed his options for a moment before quickly realizing that the vent was the safer option. Marcy led the charge threw the army of dust bunnies while Wolfrick followed close behind making snide comments about the dust and dirt the whole way. After inching their way along for what felt like an eternity Marcy popped off the vent covering then the two dropped down into the medical bay.
"There's gotta be a cure around here some where." Marcy began rummaging around the drug storage area.
"A zombie cure is something that's just laying around huh." Wolfrick quipped.
"It is when your regularly taking care of candy people." Marcy answered.
After a couple minutes they finally found a vile of medicine that was labeled as a zombie cure.
"So now all we gotta do is splash some of this junk on PB's bod and she'll be back to her normal self." Marcy explained.
"And how are we suppose to do that?" Wolfrick asked.
"One of us has to distract her while the other douses her with the meds." Marcy told Wolfrick.
Wolfrick sighed before saying.
"I'm assuming I get to be the bait?" Wolfrick worried.
"Well, I was hoping," Marcy admitted.
Wolfrick thought about it for a moment before replying,
"Since it's for PB I'll do it."
They then devised a more detailed and thought out plan. Wolfrick was to carefully exit the medical bay and make his way down the hall until PB was in sight. When he has her distracted Marcy was to drop down from the nearest air vent and splash PB with the medicine. With their plan finalized they sprang it into action. Wolfrick crept through the hallway towards the broom closet, the last place they'd seen PB, however when he got their she was nowhere to be seen.
"Uh oh. Where is she? She has to be around here some where." Wolfrick worried.
Wolfrick decided the next place to check was PB's personal bedroom. As he walked closer to her bedroom he noticed the door was open and a low growling noise. After Marcy gave him the thumbs up from inside the air vent he crept over to the door and opened the door the rest of the way. Before he could react zombie PB jumped out from the shadows of her room and pinned Wolfrick down on the floor. Wolfrick tried his best to push her away but she was just to strong thanks to her zombie strength. As his arms began to give out zombie PB began inching closer to his neck.
"Grod dang-it Macy, what's taking so long." He thought as he was about to be bitten.
Right in the nick of time Marceline dropped out of the air vent and splashed the medicine all over zombie PB's face. Her face began to melt away like it had just hit with a powerful acid. While zombie PB was distracted Wolfrick jumped um and ran a safe distance away.
"What do you so long!? I could have been killed." Wolfrick angerly asked.
"I couldn't get the cap off, sorry." Marcy apologized.
"You didn't think to check before hand?" Wolfrick asked, still pretty mad.
"Oops." Marcy said with a nervous grin on her face while she shrugged.
"Well, I guess I'm alright and that's all that matters." Wolfrick admitted after calming down.
After a bit of waiting the now unconscious zombie PB got up off the floor. Much to Marcy and Wolfrick's delight it wasn't zombie PB, but regular PB!
"W...Wait? What happened, Where am I?" PB stuttered.
"You're in your underground base Peebs. You got super sick and passed out yesterday." Marcy said. Her and Wolfrick proceeded to fill her in on all that details.
"Hmm interesting. Turning into a zombie isn't a typical system of the Sweet pox, but it can happen." PB thought for a moment. "Even though I'm better now the illness will still be in my system for a week or two. I'm gonna go run some tests on myself. I will be able to collect important data that could prove useful in the future."
"Wait, you wanna get back to work all ready? You just woke up." Wolfrick said.
"Typical Peebs. Always thinking about work." Marcy snickered.
"Listen, thank you guys for helping me out. It means a lot to me knowing that I have friends I can rely on." PB thanked them.
"No prob Bob, that's what friends are for." Marcy responded.
Marcy and Wolfrick spent the rest of the day helping out PB. It was a huge relief for the both of them knowing that PB was back to her old workaholic self.