Fionna woke up startled. Which was weird because she was usually a really deep sleeper. The fact that she had actually woken up in the middle of the night without the urge for a midnight slice of cake meant that a commotion had woken her up. Thanks to her heroic and cautious instincts, she grabbed her crystal sword and made her way over to Cake, who was somehow still sound asleep.
"Cake" Fionna whispered softly, "I think there's an intruder in the house. Wake up sleepy bum."
Cake groaned in annoyance. Can't Fionna give her one-day to sleep in, just a bit? A human alarm clock is the worst thing for a cat to have, especially after adventuring so hard all day.
Understanding that her companion wasn't going to be bothered with an intruder intruding on her sleep. Fionna left Cake alone to inspect the house.
She made her way down the ladder slowly, clenching her sword between her teeth. When she reached the bottom, she scanned the kitchen/living space that was her tree house. The place was a mess. Plates were stacked up in the sink, rags lay across the couch, and debris was even falling from the midnight sky.
"Wait a minute, I don't remember installing a skylight in our roof…", Fionna thought.
She lined up the entrance hole in her roof with the pile of debris on the living room floor. As she walked over to it, she began to raise her sword above her head in preparation for an attack. When she drew closer, she noticed her white bunny hat on the top of the debris, covered in both raindrops and wooden splinters.
"What? How did my hat get down here…? Did it get possessed by that flower wizard Magietta again?"
Fionna drew closer, wondering why magic seemed to always find her and cause her trouble. At a closer glance however, she noticed that the hat did not have long bunny ears like hers did. This one had short ears, and it was still wrapped around the unconscious owner.
At times like these, it's always best to handle the situation with care and caution. One wrong move and she could have a blown up tree house, and a hell of a lot of explaining to do with Cake. She walked up cautiously, and, lifting her sword slowly towards the individual. She poked it.
Nothing happened.
Fionna let out a sigh of relief. Maybe the thing was dead? Or maybe it really was possessed and just lost its magic?
She began to dig through the debris, in hopes of discovering exactly what chose to crash through her tree house roof. After she moved the boards away, she discovered that the unlucky individual was just a boy. He was about the same age as she was, but because of the darkness, she couldn't quite make out the features. His cheeks were soft to the touch, and locks of hair poked out of his untidy cap. She giggled as she played with his cheek. But then came to her senses. This was an unknown stranger that has invaded her home, even if he was unconscious, a threat is a threat. She lifted him up and began to carry him to the door. Surely it was safer if the stranger was outside when he woke up.
"Fionna! What are you doing?" Cake shouted from the ladder.
"This guy is an intruder, I'm just moving him outside so he doesn't pose a threat to us in the event he wakes up." Fionna explained.
Cake shook her head, "Fionna. You have been blessed with a boy at your doorstep and you choose to throw him out into the night? Girl, have you lost your mind? Didn't I tell you how hard it is to find a nice young gentleman these days? And one turns up at your door and you want to throw him out? Nuh-uh, not fine with me."
Cake's babbling made no sense to Fionna. She wasn't really looking for a relationship with anyone, especially after her recent breakup with Flame Prince. That paired with the constant rejection from Prince Gumball, she had had enough of boys for the time being. For all she cared, this random stranger was just another excuse to throw guys out the door.
"Damnit Fionna, put that boy down or so help me I will give you the "talk" again." Cake threatened.
Oh glob not the talk. In all the land of Aaa the talk was the worst thing in the known universe. 45 minutes of the most awkward conversation she could ever be a part of.
"Fine. Fine. We'll leave him on the couch okay? Then we go back to bed. But we're locking the door to our room. No one needs a guy creeping around while we sleep." Fionna said.
Feeling satisfied, Cake retreated back upstairs into her bed, while Fionna carried the still sleeping boy to the couch. She plopped him down and went back up the ladder to go back to sleep. As she lay in bed, she began to think about what Cake had said. Why did this Hyooman drop in on her life? Her thoughts became incoherent as she drifted off to sleep.