It's been a few weeks now since Finn moved in with Marceline. After the whole Prismo plan went nowhere, Simon decided to find a different answer. Any answer. As for today, today was set for something new.

Waking up from his bed in the living room he made himself breakfast. There was no sound in the house but his. Marceline was in her room sleeping, as usual. She doesn't get up until much later. Putting on his clothes, he gave a small pet to Schwables and headed out for the day. He walked past the candy forest, walking along the walls of the Candy Kingdom. Finn said hi to the guardians, Starchy, Grape Popsicle guy, and whoever else he happened to see along the way. PB was out by the entrance, talking to some marshmallow folk. She and Finn exchanged some small talk, and in little to no time at all, he was on his way again. Taking out a map that was left at the doorstep a few days ago, Finn decided to follow it. Some solo adventuring would do him good after all. Heading into the Dark Forest, Finn felt determined, and ready for anything that would come his way.

At that moment, coincidentally, a large log hurled through the brush straight at Finn.

"Woah!" Finn exclaimed, and just in time, jumped above the log, running on top of it as it shot past him. Jumping off, he landed gracefully on the ground.

"Hey, who threw that?!" He yelled into the forest. A deep rumble shook the ground. Then another, and another, until a large pile of boulders showed itself. Shaped vaguely humanoid, it had a large eye at it's top. Bloodshot, and staring right at him.

"Flesh sack! Me gardening house! You weed!" The rock beast exclaimed.

"I cut you"

Finn held up his hands, and narrowed his eyes at the beast.
"Come at me bro." he said, taunting the monster.
Roaring, it took out a rather large pair of gardening shears, and ran straight at Finn. In response, the adventurer pulled out his golden sword, which he brought along for nostalgia reasons, and jumped on the body of the monster, sword in his mouth.

"Aughhh! What meat sack doing?! I CUT YOU!" The rock beast roared, raising it's shears and attacking itself, in hopes of getting Finn in the process.

"Ow, owowowowow!" Finn exclaimed as it managed to get a few hits in.
"You Jerk! I didn't even want to fight you!" Finn yelled at it. Climbing faster up it's body, Finn grabbed the hilt of his sword, and jammed it into the creatures eye.

"AAAAUGH!" The monster exclaimed, dropping to the ground.
"Meat sack so mean! Meat sack hurts me! WAUGHH!"
The creature was crying, and ran off into the woods.

"Man. Now I feel bad. Buuuut it waaaas self defense. Hrmph."
Putting his sword back on his back, Finn winced as the cuts he received from the beast's shears touched the cool forest air.
There goes my perfect streak. Ya sloppy Finn. Finn thought, mentally slapping himself.
Taking out the map yet again, Finn read it over.
"It should be around here somewhere… right by… this… bush." Finn looked up, and sure enough, there was indeed a bush. A large neon sign pointed towards it with the words: "DUNGEON HERE! PARENTAL SUPERVISION ADVISED"
"Oh. Well I am of parental age… I think. I should ask Jake later."
Shrugging, Finn threw away the map and walked into the bush, and fell down a hole that was also in the bush.
Initially screaming, but after falling for a couple of minutes, Finn felt free to take a nap, and just as soon as he was about to fall asleep, he found himself on some kind of stone cold floor, never having impacted the ground.
"Heh. Weird."
Looking around, it seemed to be a single room, with an elderly woman at the center, surrounded by floating candles, books, and tea.

"Welcome hero! I am Fortuneteller Babayagafayavaya the Third! And I am the reward of the end of this dungeon! I can see the future! OOOOooooo!" She exclaimed dramatically.

"Oh rad. Can you tell me if it's gonna rain tomorrow? I've been growing these plants for Ma-"

"What. I can do more than that. I can see more than that, and you wanna know about the weather?" She asked dumbfounded. Her mystical demeanor faded.

Scratching his chin, Finn shrugged.
"Yeah, pretty much. Don't need more than that madam. Knowing important biz about the future kinda ruins the fun of it ya know?"
Blinking a few times, the fortuneteller gave a toothy grin.

"Hehehehe… I like you kid. I can sense you've been through much in your short, short life. FINE THEN. LET US SEE… THE WEATHER!"
Eyes rolling back into her head, her mouth glowing, Babayagafayavaya floated into the air, and then immediately fell back down to the cushioned floor below.
"It'll be mostly cloudy, expect some rain by around… oh lets say 8:30AM. It'll start to clear up around sundown- hey kid you writing this down?"
Finn blinked and sat down, pulling out a pen and paper out of his backpack.

"Sorry, sorry, keep going please."

"Anyway, yeah, clear up by sundown, followed by clear skies around midnight."
Taking a breath in, the Fortuneteller stood up and stretched
"Thems the fortune kid. Goodbye." Waving her hand, Finn suddenly found himself outside the dungeon, next to the demolished treehouse.

"Woah. Woah, hey the treehouse! Hey Fern!" Finn said waving and jumping at the sprout. One of its leaves moved in response.
"Hehe. Rad."
Adjusting his backpack, Finn began to make his way back to Marceline's house. Which was also now his house. Semantics.
After a couple minutes, Finn found himself back at the cave, and opened the door to find Marceline in her PJ's yawning, making herself some breakfast.

"Afternoon dweeb. Oh wow you look roughedddd up." Marceline said surprised, willing herself to be more awake.

"Hehe yeah. It's whatevs. I got bandages here somewhere. But forget about that, you still doin' the concert thing tonight?" Finn asked excitedly while rummaging through his backpack, a grin plastered on his face.

"Pssh, no duh. It's gonna be banaynays. Although, I think dad might be there… Do you… Do you guys still play cards together?" Marceline asked, reminding herself of the time she snuck into the Treehouse one day, only to find Finn and her dad making bets, and gambling magical items away.

"Nah, not since the Treehouse got stepped on." Taking off his shirt, Finn started putting bandages on his body.
"Kinda a bummer though, he had cool shtuff. Maybe we can start doing that here!"

Marceline blinked a few times, floating over close to Finn's face.
"Finn. No. That's ground rule #4 now. No card nights with my dad." She told him, squishing his cheeks together.
"It'd be weird." she looked at his back, and seeing a few cuts there he missed, she took a few bandages out of Finn's hand and started applying them.

"Thanks Marcy. Reminds me of how Jake bandaged me up after every adventure. Hehe, you're replacement Jake. But not really. But sorta?"
Marceline snorted in response, applying the last bandage.

"For sure. Ya know, you should invite me to some adventuring next time, sounds like it's a fun time."

Finn turned to face her, grinning madly, and jumping up to reach her face.
"Really?! That'd be radical! Wow, we've never really gone adventuring together have we? We're gonna slay monsters, find treasure, and learn important stuff about ourselves." Finn said dramatically. Marceline floated down to the floor laughing.

"Oh yeah for sure. You'll learn somethin' about being human or whatever, and I'll learn about uh…."

"Being a kind and generous person?"

"Pssh yeah exactly. Or like- Oh hold that thought." Hearing ringing, Marceline pulled out her bug phone.
"Hey Peebs, whats up? Yeah? Uh-huh? Oh really? That sucks, next time though, don't even sweat it. Alright, talk to ya later, see ya." Hanging up, Marceline ran her hands through her hair and sighed.

"You ok dude?" Finn asked, sitting back down next to her.

"Yeah, not a big deal. The plan was for the concert to be about me and Bonnie, but I guess that's out of the picture for tonight. Don't really feel like playing anymore if the one person I'm doing it for isn't gonna be able to be there. Had to go to one of those princess meetings, ya know?" Marceline said, resting her head on her hands.

"Man that's a bummer. Hrmm… Oh hey, I have an idea. Jam sesh!" Finn exclaimed, jumping up once again.

"Jam sesh?" Marceline asked.

"Yeah man, like the ones we used to do! Helpin' you write songs, workin' through crummy emotions and other garbage like that. I gots the beats mlady."
Marceline floated back up, a slight grin on her face.

"Heh. Ya know Finn, you really know how to cheer a gal up. Thanks."

"Ain't no thang MarMar. Now let's get this biz goin'!"