It was a cool morning on a calm sunny day. Diplomats, princesses, and distinguished guests anxiously waited outside of the metal gates of the recently constructed human settlement. With the exceptions of two individuals -Finn and Simon- no outsider had been allowed in. Large electrically charged walls combined with a ceiling-like forcefield prevented prying eyes and intruders alike. Much speculation existed about what went on inside of the technological fortress. The pair of humans had been hard pressed for information. What were the other humans like? What were their intentions? Would their settlement be open to trade or other agreements? In truth, most of this information unknown to them. What they did know was protected under agreements of confidentiality. No matter how often they were probed or how many times they explained their circumstances, the same people would continue asking the same questions. This afternoon was slightly different. Now was the last attempt for any kingdom or individual to gain an advantage. The pair were hounded by every invited guest for some sort of glimpse into the mindset. Simon was lucky enough to be saved when Marceline flew him high into the air, but Finn was left out to dry. Normally, Jake would have just stretched him to a similar level of safety, but the dog had been snuffed of an invitation. For the time being, Finn was literally up against the wall. Many voices spat questions into his direction. He couldn't keep track of who asked what.
"Will the humans want to trade for food?"
"Do the humans plan to expand into new territories?"
Finn was content on letting the guests wear themselves out. Their voices would die eventually.
"Will the humans want to marry into other kingdoms?"
"Will the humans be open to a military alliance?"
"Can the humans share their medical advancements?"
"Are human guys hot?"
Finn silently pled that whoever was on the other side of the gate would just open it a crack and yank him into it.
"What if the humans cause disruption to the surrounding areas?"
"Who is going to be in charge of the humans?"
"What is human culture like?"
"Do all humans wear those dumb hats?"
"Are humans really as dumb as the books make them out to be?"
Finn shut his eyes and let the endless barrage of questions continue. He no longer made the effort to separate each voice, and allowed for each question to become background noise.
Suddenly, a hand reached onto his shoulder. Not in a forceful or tugging motion, but in a supportive one. Finn opened his eyes and saw pink.
"Hey PB. Wondered when I would run into you."
"Hey Finn. I can see you're busy getting shouted at."
The cacophony of the other guests really did become background noise now. While the crowd desperately competing for his attention certainly had friendly faces, Bubblegum's always stood out.
"Yeah. Everyone seems to want to know something. I get it, I really do. But I just can't answer them. So much of it is political stuff that I don't know about. I can't really speak for the humans."
"That's a shame. I really wanted to see if you could help foster ties between the humans and the candy kingdom before any other agreements were made."
"Oh, PB not you too."
"Relax Finn, I'm only half serious. I understand the position you're being put in. Plus, I know how you feel about formal diplomacy."
"Yeah. I'm happy to help with establishing good ties between the humans and everyone else, but the humans will have their own government and representatives. Besides, Simon would be a lot better at all that political stuff if it came down to it."
"All true. But unlike Simon, you've set a strong precedent for the humans over the past eighteen years plus you survived in Ooo as a human. I think that gives you more than enough qualification for any position you want with them."
"That's true. And I'm more than happy to help them adjust. But everyone here is treating me like I'm some sort of expert on humans. I barely know these people. They don't act like me, and they certainly don't think like me."
"Again, all true. But, you're really the only available expert on humans. Marceline has already made clear that anyone who bothers Simon will be bothering her. And from what he's told me, he doesn't really feel connected with the humans anymore since he's not aging."
"Yeah, he really does get the shortest end of the stick no matter the situation. First, he lost Betty, and now he'll have to watch all the new people he meets fade away. At least he has you and Marceline for company."
"His situation really is heartbreaking, isn't it?"
The massive metal doors began to groan before splitting apart. Each guest took quick notice and tried to push their way to the front while trying to make themselves as presentable as possible. Even Bubblegum dusted herself off and stood up tall. With the bombardment of questions finally ended, Marceline descended next to Bubblegum and allowed Simon to climb off of her back. Finn turned around and joined the rest of the crowd in facing the figure coming out to greet everyone.
A short, ancient-looking man robed entirely in green was bobbing his way towards them. Walking stick in hand, he gradually made his way out of the gate. Behind him was a slightly younger-looking blond woman, and two much larger men who were carrying a soap box, and a wooden podium. Swiftly, the podium was setup. The larger two men backed away, while the older man took his place on top of the box. The woman hesitated, but silently moved next to Finn's group. Despite his physical appearance, his voice exploded with youthful energy.
"Hello princesses, diplomats, heroes, and distinguished guests. I am proud to welcome you to New Hope. I am sure you are all buzzing with anticipation for your questions. Rest assured, they will all be addressed. I am elder Marc, named in the honor of the ancient protector of the human's in our most dire hour…"
Marceline playfully poked Simon.
"How much of a shocker do you think I'll give them after I tell them who I am?"
"What makes you think I didn't already tell them you were coming?"
"Oh, I'm so gonna get it later if you did."
"Don't worry, I didn't spoil your fun. I thought you would want to make your usual grand entrance."
A shrill voice from the crowd interrupted the opening ceremony.
"Elder Marc, my name advisor Uncouth. I come representing the far-away mining kingdom. I just so happen to know that your ancient protector is in this very crowd!"
Marceline's head snapped to the direction of the shrill voiced man. He was humanoid, but made of stone. His clothing was purple and gold, and he was covered in excessively lavish decoration from head to foot stub. But worst of all, she had no idea who this punk was. If Simon had told them, she would have picked him up while invisible, or ruffle his hair and fly away with his glasses for a minute. This guy not only just ruined her introduction, but had the audacity to try and use her for political gain. Before she moved to do anything to him, elder Marc resumed.
"Yes, I was made aware of our hero's presence today from our guide of the land Finn. Your attempt to help is appreciated, but your attempt to use our hero for political gain is not. We will require a different representative from the mining kingdom to conduct any future diplomacy."
"But- "
"Please leave. The faster your replacement arrives, the sooner your kingdom will be able to have meaningful relations with human-kind. And if your kingdom is indeed far away, that may take a while."
At a loss for words, the advisor awkwardly separated from the crowd and began to run. A well-aimed rock to the back of the head formally introduced his face to the ground. Elder Marc waited until he was out of sight to continue.
"Apologies for the interruption. We have a distaste for political brownnosing, especially when it attempts to use our culture as a bargaining chip. I'm sure you all understand. In any case, I am sure that everyone here is anxious to see the inside of the settlement. We will split the crowd to be guided by our town's helpers, the Minerva bots. Afterwards, we will meet to celebrate in the hopes of positive relations between the humans and each of your kingdoms. And yes, you shall each receive the same information on your tours."
New Minerva bots emerged from the gate and began directing visiting dignitaries to follow them. Eventually, Finn, Simon, Marceline, and Bubblegum were left with elder Marc still on the podium, and the Minerva bot that had joined them before. Slowly, the elder approached the group.
"It is my pleasure to formally welcome each of you to our settlement."
The elder went to each member of the group in order and greeted them individually.
"Finn. I so very much appreciate the help you have given us thus far, and hope it will continue far into the future."
"No problem Marc. Happy to help."
"Princess Bubblegum of the Candy Kingdom. It is an honor to finally meet you. Finn has told me much, and I believe a close partnership between our nascent settlement and your majestic kingdom would be mutually beneficial."
"It is an honor to meet you as well. And I whole-heartedly agree. Exchanging technologies and signing a mutual defense treaty are two of my highest priorities, but we can discuss mattes of state later."
"Great protector Marceline. I am truly humbled to be in your presence. I cannot express the gratitude human-kind has for you. Between Finn and our recorded history, I feel like I know a lot about you. But nevertheless, I hope to get to know you from a first-hand perspective."
"Thank you. I was kind of hoping to surprise everyone by showing up. But this is okay, I guess. I will have to get Finn back for talking behind my back."
"You- you're kidding Marceline. Right? Marceline?"
"And Dr. Petrikov. You have been a bit taciturn, but have continued to offer your aid as well as insights to our history and development as a race at every turn. And pardon me, but I must ask. Finn mentioned you raised our great protector when she was a child. How could this be true?
"Thank you, and you can call me Simon. I apologize if I've seemed reserved. I'm adjusting to recent major changes in my life. As for your question, I may not look it but I'm over one thousand years old. Although I don't feel it appropriate to claim that I raised Marceline—"
Marceline wrapped Simon into a playful headlock.
"Don't mind him. Simon's a modest guy."
"I see. Well, I would be happy to give a tour of the settlement to your group – although Finn and Simon have already seen parts of it, I suppose."
"Actually, I was hoping if I could spend some time with my mom-bot here. There's something I'd like speak with her about."
"Simon and I will catch up with you. And I hope to see myself on a statue or in a book or your art or something."
"I, for one, would be delighted to go on a tour with you elder Marc. We could speak more about establishing long-lasting bonds between our peoples."
"Very well. I will escort the Princess to our research and development facilities. I'm sure you will all manage to find us when your business concludes."
Elder Marc and Bubblegum turned and walked into the settlement. Their voices and figures grew faint, and eventually vanished. They were soon followed by Marceline and Simon, who made sure to go in the opposite direction.
"Everything okay Finn?"
"Yeah, I guess. I'm just not sure what I can or should be doing at this point. I want to help the humans, but I don't really know what my role is now. I don't live with you, but I'm always going to be associated with the settlement."
"Finn, you've already helped us so much. You've served as an ambassador for us since you were born. You've introduced so many foreign kingdoms to the possibility of working with us. You even introduced the possibility of returning to Ooo to our people on the island. None of this would have been possible if it weren't for you."
"Oh, I don't know about that…"
"Are you kidding? You think all of those princesses and diplomats would be here and willing to work and trade with us if you hadn't been such a good role model for us? A bunch of those kingdoms would have probably attacked us if they didn't have positive perceptions of humans- perceptions that came from their experience with you!"
"I guess I never thought about it that way."
"And like I said, we were all terrified of leaving the island— I know I was. But you proved that it was safe and worthwhile. I don't think you need to pout about being unsure what to do to help. Just keep being you. If anything, I'm sure elder Marc or any members of the council have ideas of what you could help with— if you wanted to that is."
"Of course, I want to help. I'm just not used to formal diplomacy or any of that. Sure, I served as a good example, but I wasn't trying to represent humans. And I didn't feel any pressure to represent them either. Now I'm just thinking that I'm going to be seen as a representation whether I want to be or not."
"I see what you mean. But I don't think you have anything to worry about, honestly. Here, maybe if we go get some ice cream you'll cheer up. You can even meet some of the locals. A lot of them already look up to you, and I'm sure they'll want to learn as much as they can about Ooo."
"Wait a minute! I know how I can help more! I can teach classes about living and surviving in Ooo."
"That would be wonderful."
"Yeah, I could teach about the different monsters and dungeons. I could teach about the different kingdoms and how to get to them. I can even teach sword-fighting and fighting technique classes!"
"Let's start slowly. I'm sure there will be interest for all of those things, but we can't rush into them."
"You're right. Let's go get that ice cream."
When they reached the ocean, Marceline finally stopped. She needed to get away from everyone for a bit, especially for the conversation she wanted to have. She gently set Simon down and sat down next to him in the shade. For a couple of minutes, neither said anything. Finally, Simon disrupted the silence.
"So, what's on your mind Marcy?"
"Honestly, I was only joking about introducing myself to the humans. Don't get me wrong, I'm stoked they remember me. But I'm also kind of nervous. I feel like they may have idolized me, and I doubt I'll live up to any expectations they have."
"I'm sure they're excited to have you here. I can't imagine the faces people made when Finn mentioned you were alive and kicking."
She smiled, but couldn't shake the feeling.
"Yeah, I'm sure they are excited for now. But I'm not sure how much they know. I don't even know if they're aware that I'm a vampire. Not to mention, my personality has certainly changed since I interacted with them. And if they want concrete answers to stuff like what was your motivation for protecting us, or what were the people back then like, I know that I can't give them honest answers."
"You protected the last remaining humans from extinction. They'll understand and appreciate anything you have to say to them, and they certainly won't expect you to have the same personality anymore."
"Simon, you were still the Ice King when I told you this. But my motivation for protecting the humans and hunting the vampires was you. I protected them because it felt like I was protecting you. Sure, I grew attached to a couple of them, but in complete honesty I can barely remember their names, much less their personalities. I can't tell them any of that."
"I'm sorry, I didn't know—"
"And what was that about not raising me? I seem to recall you taking care of me for eight years. Not to mention teaching me to read, write, cook, survive, and countless other things. Heck, I inherited my entire moral code from you!"
Simon silent stared down at his hands and waited for Marceline to continue. Marceline began to tear up.
"I used to say that I lost my moral code. I said that because I had to watch what happened to you. You forgot everything you taught me. You forgot me! You were my example of good and selflessness in the world. You sacrificed everything to help and take care of me. And the world rewarded you with one thousand years of insanity, cruelty, and suffering. I-I didn't know what to do or how to act anymore after that. Everything seemed so pointless."
"Marceline I'm so sorry."
"Simon you don't have to apologize."
"I do. I said that because I felt- feel guilty. I left you when you still needed me. It was the hardest and most painful thing I've ever done, and I don't think I can ever forgive myself for doing that to you. I thought I was a threat to you, but that hardly justifies it. I thought that summoning your dad to take care of you would be the best way to keep you safe, but that only made things worse for you. Heck, it probably put you in more danger. I barely left you a proper explanation, and I'm sure you resented me for the longest time. It's a miracle that in my manic state I brought a proper apology to you. I- "
Simon was pulled into a bone-crushing hug. He tried to squeeze her with an equal amount of strength to no avail. Tears made their way down his face and landed across his suit. They were joined by the free-falling tears of the girl holding him.
"Simon for a long time I didn't know what was going on. I knew there was a problem because of the crown, but I only started to understand it when I found that apology and learned how much you were suffering- when you were taking care of me and for the thousand years after. And even before that I never resented or hated you. I missed you and more than anything and just wanted you back."
"Marcy…"
"I know you meant to compliment me by saying I raised myself, but I didn't. You did. Instead, what you said today hurt me to my core. I know I haven't said this to you in a long time, but I love you."
"I love you too Marceline."
"There's something else. When I was a little girl, I never said it because I hoped to eventually meet my dad. But when I finally did meet him, he turned out to be one of the most self-obsessed jerks ever. Simon, I know I call him dad out of habit, but when I picture what a parent is supposed to be and do, I think of you. I don't know if you think of me as your daughter, and its fine if you don't. But to me, you're always going to be my real dad."
For a minute, Simon sat awestruck. He collected himself and mustered all of his strength in order to speak clearly.
"Marceline I can't express how happy I am to hear those words from you. I never wanted to overstep my bounds with you. But ever since I met you, I've thought of you as my daughter. I never wanted to mention it because I was terrified. Terrified of isolating you, of being rejected by you, of you hating me for leaving you. I can't begin to apologize for what I've put you through over the past millennium. But I can start trying to make up by treating you however you would like me to."
"Can you do one more thing for me?"
"Of course."
"I need you to forgive yourself for everything. If I can do it, so can you."
"I'll try."
Marceline gently wrapped her arms around him, which Simon quickly returned. For another minute, the pair sat in each-other's arms and let themselves cry. Then, they rose.
"It's a good thing no one else is on this beach right now. Otherwise they would have seen their great protector crying."
She playfully punched him in the arm.
"Marcy, are you really nervous about what the people in this settlement will think when they meet you?"
"No. Not anymore. I don't plan on introducing myself or anything now. But if it happens, I'll tell them the truth. And if they don't like it, or if they don't like me, too bad for them."
"Sounds like a good plan."
"Come on. Let's go meet up with Bonnie and Marc."
Simon started walking only for Marceline to lift him by the waist and fly into the settlement.
"I'm perfectly fine walking Marcy."
"I seem to recall you telling me about one thousand years ago that if someone offered to carry you, that you'd take it in a heartbeat. Well newsflash for you Simon, I'm offering to fly you, and you can't say no."
"Okay, you win." Simon chuckled.
Elder Marc and Bubblegum were finishing their tour of the human settlement defense base's research and development facility. Ahead of them were a swarm of other princesses each looking like they would rather be anywhere else in the world.
"And here is where we are testing anti-magic and magical reflection technologies. We hope to find a way to synthesize any developments into our existing infrastructure. Of course, we would be willing to share the technology as well."
"This is all fascinating. Human technology is miles ahead of almost all of the other kingdoms in Ooo. But I have to ask, why are you pouring so many resources into defense?" Surely it isn't all necessary?"
"Well princess, the unfortunate truth of the matter is that we don't know what is and what isn't necessary. The last time we were on this continent, we were hunted down. We were only saved by the grace of the great protector. We had no way to fight back. And when we arrived on the islands, we lived in constant fear of the outside world. We built a giant guardian to defend us that ironically kept us prisoners. We don't want to live like that anymore. We want to be capable of defending ourselves."
"I understand. The safety of my peoples is my paramount concern as well. But still, most of the research and scientific advancements of the candy kingdom is go into other sectors."
"That may be true Princess, and you'll have to forgive the humans of being paranoid. We came here knowing very little about the land or its inhabitants. Our initial arrival sparked curiosity and hopes for friendship, but also the ire of neighboring communities and kingdoms. We've already had to defend ourselves from armies of raiders and pillagers multiple times. We've even been bullied into giving tribute to nearby kingdoms and monsters. We know that investing so heavily in defense may look startling, especially to the long-existing kingdoms of Ooo, but the fact of the matter is that your kingdom and so many others already have stability and recognized legitimacy. We do not."
"I didn't think of it that way. You're right. Its been a long time since I've had to invest heavily into my defense. Sure, there have been conflicts, but nothing that my kingdom wasn't prepared for. We have allies, soldiers, and heroes to help defend us. I just hope the other kingdoms will see your situation like I do."
"Thank you, princess. I'm sure that the other princesses and gathered diplomats will be as open-minded and supportive as you are."
"We'll see."
A collective gasp was heard from the crowd of guests further down the corridor. Screams of anger filled the halls of the research facility. Bubblegum and Marc hurried down the hallway. They quickly found themselves into a room labeled older technology. A Minerva bot was trying to calm down her tour group to no avail. Breakfast princess, Diamond princess, Ghost Princess II, and Marlo, a representative of Wizard City were rallying the others.
"Please calm down. I can explain everything."
"Explain? Diamond Princess scoffed. There's nothing to explain! You have tools that can cut through my kingdom's defenses like butter!"
"I assure you; this technology was developed several hundred years ago. It was for making jewelry."
"That's supposed to make me feel better?! All you're saying is that you're even more capable now!"
"Please we would never take an offensive initiative."
"Right, that's why you're developing so much anti-magic tech. You have something against wizards? Cuz I got news for ya, wizards rule fool!" Marlo butted in.
"The anti-magic technology is for our defense. I explained to you that a sorceress threatened to turn us into various animals if we didn't give her gold and silver."
"Right and it just so happens that you're working on negating magic all together. What's stopping you from just invading us?"
"We don't even know where Wizard City is. And we have no reason to invade- "
"Oh what, we're not good enough for the mighty humans to invade?"
"What? That's not what I said—"
"You heard it here fools! She admits the humans want to invade!"
"QUIET!"
Bubblegum's outburst caught the squabbling crowd by surprise. Breakfast Princess was first to recover.
"What a surprise, Bubblegum the dictator taking the side of the humans. She probably wants a trade deal for their military advancements to further expand her rule. She probably wants to make a deal to split the continent between the candy and human empires!"
Other members of the group began nodding their heads in agreement. Breakfast Princess noticed she had gained the reins of the crowd, and had no intention of putting them down.
"What? I'm no dictator! And I'm not trying to make any such deal!"
"That's exactly what she would say! And you all have seen how she acts, and how strong the candy kingdom is becoming!"
"What are you even talking about right now?!"
"I've seen what you're doing! Fostering closer relations with Lumpy Space through your Earl. Trying to make a close connection with the humans as soon as they open up. Not to mention your many recent trips into the Mountain Kingdom.
Bubblegum's face turned red at the mention of Marceline's home. Was she really trying to convince these people her relationship with Marceline was just politics?
"If you have something to say, you can say it to my face right here, right now!"
"I don't need to explain myself to you. Come on everyone. I think we've seen enough. We need to start telling the other kingdoms about all of this."
The majority of the princesses and official representatives shuffled past Bubblegum and Marc. Bubblegum stuck out her tongue at them behind their backs. The Minerva bot was left almost alone in the room dejected, but not surprised. The only others remaining in the room were Flame Princess and Ninja Princess. It was Marc who spoke first.
"Well. I can't say I didn't fear this outcome. And I believe I owe you an apology Princess Bubblegum. You didn't outright say it, but your tone of voice earlier should have told me the others may not be so understanding of the human's current circumstances."
"Its ok elder Marc. If anything, I'm be the one who should be sorry. Some of the other princesses are paranoid, and I have a bit of an unearned reputation for being draconian."
"A little? PB you used to regularly sneak behind the backs of other kingdoms, even your allies! And you could never really explain yourself either. For the fire kingdom I get it, we had potential instabilities. But you didn't use diplomacy to explain your concerns, you used secrecy to address them yourself!"
"FP is right. I might be the ninja Princess, but you have mastered the art of moving in the political shadows. No wonder Breakfast Princess is skeptical. Just seeing you and the elder together probably got her scared."
"Not to mention, you are known to be pretty harsh. Bubblegum, you yourself are way older than almost all of the kingdoms. There have always been rumors of what you've done to opposing forces, even in your own kingdom."
"Ok that's enough, I get it. Thank you both, really. I didn't know how defense focused the humans were, and I didn't think any perceptions of me could have an adverse effect on a potential relationship with them. But right now, I need to know where the Fire and Ninja kingdoms stand. What do you two think about candy-human relations?
"The Fire kingdom is your ally PB. We stand by you, and I was already planning to stand by the humans."
"The Ninja kingdom has been neutral and wishes to remain so, but we will come to either of your aids diplomatically and if worse comes to worst, militarily."
Marc tapped his walking stick to gain everyone's attention.
"I thank you for your offers of support. I explained to Bubblegum that the humans have been through a lot of struggles in our history, including recently. I thought the Minerva bots could express our concerns and that the other kingdoms would understand. But it seems it was a foolish notion."
"Its ok little man. The Fire kingdom understands what its like to be at the potential mercy of others in an unknown world. Just don't go developing anything that can drown out my kingdom."
"I wouldn't dream of it."
The group began to exit the facility. Bubblegum walked slightly behind the rest thinking to herself.
"I guess it does look a bit shady. Having a citizen dating the new Queen of Lump Space. Not to mention I'm dating a one-woman army who just happens to be in charge of the Mountain Kingdom. Do I really appear to them as just caring about politics..."
Marceline and Simon had made it to the settlement's main plaza. She had finally decided to put him down and walk besides him after the pair received an adequate number of stares and dumbfounded looks. In the distance, slogans were chanted and bells rung. Simon looked in their direction, but Marceline didn't seem to take notice. After staring a bit, Simon turned his attention to Marceline.
"Where do you think Bubblegum and elder Marc have wondered off Marcy?"
"Knowing Bonnie, she probably asked to go see the nerd stuff the second she spotted it. Maybe we could ask around?"
"Maybe one of the Minerva bots knows something. In fact, I see one now watching a certain friend of ours eating some ice cream."
Simon and Marceline made their way to an almost empty ice cream parlor. Finn was munching away at his snack and hadn't noticed the pair.
"Psst. Simon watch this."
Marceline turned invisible. She floated above Finn and waited. He continued finishing the bowl of ice cream until a single bite remained. He had been saving this part for last. A delicious looking chocolate vanilla mix with a strawberry in the middle. He moved his spoon to dig down, only for the bowl to shift slightly to the left at the last second.
"Oh, what?!"
Finn tried again. This time the bowl shifted to the right.
"Ok if that's how it's gonna be."
Finn used his metal arm to hold the bowl in place. He hungrily lunged for it, only for the spoon to stop mid-dive.
"Aw come on!"
The strawberry was rose from the ice cream mix and was drained of its red before being tossed aside.
"I should have known. Marcy come on I was looking forward to that."
Marceline laughed. She materialized above him drying her eyes.
"Ah you should have seen the look on your face when I first moved the bowl. It was priceless."
Simon carried himself over to the table but didn't sit down.
"Hello all, hope you've had an interesting time so far."
"Its been great getting to show Finn around the settlement. I'm sure you and Marceline have had a great time exploring as well."
"Yeah Marcy, have you found any references of your past yet? You know, not in my ice cream that is."
"Nah, we haven't really been looking for them. We've mostly been observing the beach and narrow streets. We actually just got to the main plaza while looking to find Bonnie."
"Oh yeah, we should probably all meet up. I'm sure she elder Marc has shown her all around by now."
"Hey, um Minerva can I ask you a question- actually two of them?"
"Of course, Simon."
"Why is this street so empty today? Wouldn't it make sense for all of these businesses to be open now?"
"I think mostly everyone in the colony is working on this afternoon's celebration in some way."
"Uh-huh, that's what I thought. So, my next question is what about that group with the signs and bells over there?"
Minerva sighed and pouted. This was a question she had been expecting all day. In a way, she was glad it was Simon who asked it- and for it to be asked so far away from the other visiting dignitaries.
"Those are the isolationists. They don't want the settlement to have any contact with other kingdoms. They're afraid we'll be drawn into wars or needless diplomatic engagements."
"But you and the vast majority of others don't agree with them?"
"No. Everyone else believes we need to engage with the other nations. For diplomacy, safety, food, technology, medicine, and everything else. You and Finn already know we've been targeted by nearby communities in the past. Closing ourselves off will just make us an easier target for them until we have our defenses properly running."
"Who has been messing with you guys M? I don't mind knocking sense into some skulls."
"The sentiment is appreciated Marceline, but I don't think violence alone will resolve it. We need some sort of treaty that guarantees our place – all of our places – here together. Foreign support would be nice, but it needs to be diplomatic. It can't be we have a vampire queen who is going to just beat you all into submission, although I admit that would be funny to watch."
The group looked in the direction of the isolationists. Bells continued to clammer and odd sounding slogans were shouted in unison. The isolationists didn't move from their designated protest areas. They were frantic and chaotic in their movements, but for the moment were cowed by the seeker turned police force watching over them.
"Do you think they're dangerous M?"
"I don't know. They tore up a store or two last week in protest of this event, but no one was hurt then. I think they're scared more than anything. But that doesn't justify anything they've been saying or threatening."
"Threats? Mom you didn't say anything about threats!"
"I don't think they're substantiated. They claimed they had the ability to hurt our future relations forever. As you can see, they don't really have the numbers to try anything. Nor do they have the political influence to do anything."
The group fell silent for a moment. Finn looked to everyone's faces. His mom and Marceline had neutral expressions. They weren't very concerned about this group's capabilities. Simon, however, was deep in thought. He tried to maintain a façade of indifference, but his eyes betrayed him. There was worry.
"Let's go find Bubblegum and elder Marc. Minerva do you know where they may be?"
"They're finishing up at our military research facility. One of my other bots recorded an unpleasant exchange between some of the other guests and the princess. I can guide you there now."
"Lead the way mom."
As they walked to the facility, Finn slowed to match Simon's pace.
"Simon what were you thinking at the parlor?"
"It's probably nothing Finn."
"If its anything, you should tell me. We can figure it out."
Simon gave out a tired sigh but nodded his head.
"I think Minerva is underestimating them. Ideologies can be very dangerous- even more so in small groups. I know I'm the only one who really knows about them, but some of the most dangerous groups and insurgents in human history started and remained very small. It doesn't take a lot of resources, or people for that matter, to do something that changes the future forever."
Finn stopped and thought for a moment.
"I get what you're saying Simon. I think you're right. These guys could cause some major trouble. But we won't let that happen."
"I'm glad to hear your confidence Finn."
"Also, I have an embarrassing question if you don't mind."
"Go for it."
"I don't know what an insurgent is."
Minerva led the group towards the research facility. Finn kept pace with his mom while Simon and Marceline walked at a slower stride. As they grew nearer, the group began to here shouts and cries of anger.
"Mom, I thought you said those isolationists were contained near the main plaza."
"They are. These voices aren't in my database. They must be some of the guests we're hosting today."
"What? Why would any of the princesses or other guests be this angry?"
Finn got his answer as he turned the corner. The sight made him stop dead in his tracks. Princesses, diplomats, and other guests were divided into two larger factions. The left and much more populated side was being worked into a frenzy by Breakfast Princess. Between the two arguing factions rested multiple Minerva bots with their arms outstretched. Those gathered on the opposite of the side of the bots had no clear leader, but had multiple familiar faces. Among them, Bubblegum, Flame Princess, Turtle Princess, Slime Princess, and elder Marc.
As Finn stared, he was suddenly knocked forward, but managed to catch himself.
"Whoops, sorry Finn. But why were you—"
Marceline's voice died after glimpsing the site. She flew directly to Bubblegum's side.
"Bonnie what's going on here? Did something happen?"
"Yeah. A bunch of the others have taken issue with the settlement's research into defense technologies. They think the humans will try to use them to attack other kingdoms if they're not stopped right now. Plus, they think that there is some sort of secret deal between the humans and a handful of other kingdoms, mine included."
"What? That's crazy. I'll go talk some sense into them. Just tell me who to find."
"You won't be able to Marcy; they won't listen to you. I don't think they'll listen to any of us."
"Are you kidding? I get people to listen to me all the time. Heck, they'll be more willing since I'm not involved in any of this political biz."
"That's just it. Breakfast Princess and a couple of others have convinced them all that you are involved. They think our relationship is just some sort of political front for power."
"That's insane. Anyone who knows me knows that I don't care about any of that stuff. I just make sure the mountain kingdom is protected from bandits and not starving!"
"Yeah, well they all know me too. And apparently, if I'm involved with something then there is an ulterior motive. Marceline most of the other's don't trust me anymore. And after thinking about it, I can't blame them. I'm like some kind of puppet-master."
"Bonnie you know that isn't true. Please don't get upset. They're all just being meatheads. Hey. I bet they're all just jealous of your awesome kingdom and that the humans want you to be their closest ally."
The two paused and looked into each other's eyes. Bubblegum planted a quick peck on Marceline's cheek.
"Thanks Marcy. I know I shouldn't let that stuff get to my head. It usually doesn't. Its just that seeing all of this happening and not being able to explain myself—"
"I get it Peebs. You're stressed. It happens to all of us. Even you."
"So, where's everyone else? I can't imagine you leaving Simon in this mess for more than a minute."
"Simon and the others are just across the street keeping their distance."
The two were interrupted by screeches of anger. Someone had thrown a chunk of wood at Turtle Princess. Luckily for her, Flame Princess intercepted it. Unfortunately for everyone, she retaliated with a small fire ball. Breakfast Princess cried foul.
"See look at this! Someone absent mindedly tosses a piece of wood, and they retaliate by trying to set us on fire! They're not even hiding it anymore!"
The crowd on the left grew quiet wanting to hear instruction of what they could do. Their disorganized yelling dying into murmurs before the crowd fell completely silent. Marlo walked to the front of the crowd and stood beside Breakfast Princess. Elder Marc used the opportunity to slip away in Finn's direction.
"Hear me princesses and diplomats of Ooo. For we must come together to prevent this rogue faction from threatening to overtake everything we hold dear!" Breakfast Princess began.
Marlo slipped her a couple of notes from under his sleeve. He turned around and glared at Bubblegum and Marceline before turning his attention back to the mesmerized crowd.
"Today many of us have seen the potential threat the humans pose to our individual kingdoms. They have weaponry that destroys the toughest of substances, that negates the strongest of magic, and that renders many of our castles as irrelevant! But far worse than that, is the threat of another entity. One which seeks to join with the humans to take over all of our kingdoms! That means no more princess days, no more fancy clothes, no more sovereignty over our own lands, or anything else that comes with being a princess!"
The crowd cheered. Marceline rolled her eyes.
"Can you believe their falling for this junk Peebs?"
She received no response. She looked over and saw Bubblegum terrified. She knew that face. It was the face Bubblegum made when she was thinking of thousands of theoretical possibilities, all of them bad. Marceline glanced at the other people on her side. Flame and Ninja princess had their arms crossed in defiance. Slime Princess was staring at the ground. The Duke of Nuts held his hands over his mouth. Turtle Princess's face was contorted into a mix of concern and attempted indifference. Aunt Lolly was wiping her forehead with a tissue. Various diplomats were hastily writing every word down. Marceline turned her head back to the crowd as Breakfast Princess continued.
"The Candy kingdom has become- how do I pronounce this word Marlo?"
"Pervasive."
"Pervasive in its efforts to expand its influence. Their exploits are countless. They include pushing the new Lumpy Space Queen into the arms of one of her Earls! Making peace, and forming a strong bond with the second candy kingdom! Weakening the Flame Kingdom's military might, once a nation that could properly challenge them in combat, and then forming a defense pact with them! She received a private tour of all of the research facilities in the settlement by one of its elders! She might have secret knowledge that we've been denied! She has even formed an intimate alliance with the mountain kingdom which she may one day seek to unite through marriage! She has forced trade deals on her neighbors, forcefully conscripted villagers and youths to serve it, and continues to act high and mighty towards the rest of us! This needs to end now!"
The crowd cheered. Breakfast Princess moved out of the spotlight and allowed Marlo to take over.
"Princess Bubblegum has slighted many of us here. She has ruined the sanctity of my beloved Wizard City and has insulted every one of its citizens. She has constantly treated many of you as lesser princesses, as lesser people! She forbids her own citizens, save the upper echelon of candy society, from having any meaningful impact on her rule! The only time they did have an impact, she overthrew the person they elected!" It is our duty to draw a line here and now. We as a continent must come together and prevent a signing of a human-candy alliance. Any treaty would lead to an accelerated proliferation of advanced technologies in the two strongest kingdoms! It would assure our downfall and enslavement!
"Man, I see who holds the speech writing pen in this relationship, right Bonnie?"
Bubblegum didn't respond. Marceline looked at her, and followed her eyes. Slime Princess had left their faction and joined the opposition. Bubblegum screamed.
"Slime Princess what do you think you're doing! The Candy and Slime kingdoms have always been historic allies! I helped write your constitution when your kingdom was founded!"
Slime Princess offered no response. Instead, she addressed the crowd.
"Princess Bubblegum is a very jealous and controlling person. She got jealous of my slime powers, and she tries to control her friends and allies every time she can. I can no longer stand with her now that my eyes have been opened to her true intentions."
Bubblegum saw red. She wanted to scream, to kick, and to bite. But she didn't. She breathed and began walking in the opposite direction. She was done with this mess. The others on her side soon followed suit.
Elder Marc reached Finn and Simon. He took a moment to catch his breath and then explained the situation. After hearing him out, Finn started.
"Do you think the isolationists have anything to do with this?"
"No. I think this fearmongering is on me. I should have offered a more thorough explanation to everyone on why we were building up our defenses. More importantly, I shouldn't have given Bubblegum a private tour of the settlement. I knew any perception of unequal treatment would spell bad news, but I couldn't help myself. Strong relations with the candy kingdom are essential to our survival and flourishing as a colony. If this one fails… If this one fails, I don't think anyone else on founders island will be willing to ever leave it again."
"It's a tough situation. I don't know how, but it goes without saying that Simon and I are willing to help in anyway we can. Right Simon?"
"Of course. Although, I'm concerned we may be viewed with suspicion from everyone at that make-shift rally."
A perturbed look crossed Marc's face.
"Why do you believe that?"
"Well, our relationships aren't really a secret to anyone here. Everyone knows Finn is loyal to the candy kingdom and has his mom in the human settlement. And Marceline literally went kingdom to kingdom to help me apologize for actions I previously committed. Not to mention they already knew we had been helping the human settlement before it formally opened today. Knowing how connected we are to both societies, their perceptions of where our loyalties lie may be murky at best."
"I see. It's a more than valid point. One that I wish you hadn't made to be honest. I apologize for coming and going so suddenly, but I must brief the council about these potential issues to our future diplomacy. Minerva bot, could you please assist me?
"Certainly."
"Oh. Before I forget. I was hoping to sign this with Bubblegum, but I'm unsure if today's actions will have changed her mind. Finn, I have a defensive agreement with me. It doesn't promise any trade or military weapons, but it does state if one of us is attacked the other will come to their aid. I know it's a lot to ask, but could you see if the princess would still be willing to sign it. I'm just fearful someone may attack us while we are distracted, or in attempt to scare us away."
"I can't promise you that she will sign it. But I can promise you that I'll show it, and tell her what you've just told me."
"Thank you."
Minerva and Marc said their goodbyes and departed. The remaining pair of humans stood in silence for a moment. Then, they noticed two figures heading their way. Marceline had her arm around Bubblegum. Bubblegum's eyes were rageful, yet the rest of her face signified defeat.
"Come on guys. Let's all go sit down somewhere. I think we need to talk."