A/N: I've been pretty scatterbrained since this most recent chapter and I'm not sure why... I might be a little slow with these next updates. And they may be a little shorter than usual. Eventually, thing's will return to normal, I promise


Chapter 7

With the pull of a lever and the clickity-clank of traps and all sorts of devices shutting down, the first level of the dungeon was made safe to navigate by the vampire queen. She floated there, bored, with her arms crossed. Finn, who had recovered from his embarrassing end of the deal with said vampire queen, yelled up, "Thanks, Marcy!"

They climbed and crawled without any hassle until they reached the door, where Marceline replied, "No probs, guys."

The room that the ceiling door opened into was vast. It was also filled with all sorts of gold, jewels, and trinkets. All but Marceline were awed at the sight. She crossed her arms and looked at Amun, with a certain look in her eyes. He met her gaze and snapped out of his stupor, "Alright. No one touch any of these things. The room may be cursed."

Finn, whose blue eyes reflected the treasure's golden shine, shook his head slightly to snap himself out of it. Amun's words had been somewhat muffled, which was strange because the man was right there. He nodded, "Yeah... I know. Hey, FP, you hear that?"

But, she was already closer to one wall of gold, inspecting it deeply. "Man," she sighed, "The things this could do for the kingdom... Huh? What was that, Finn? I didn't quite get that last part."

Phoebe hadn't turned away from the gold.

"FP?" Finn's brow furrowed in concern, "We said that this room is probably cursed and that we shouldn't touch any of the gold."

Barely audible, she murmured a faint, "Yeah... Probably."

Finn moved closer, but cautiously. He could hear her mumbling to herself about the Fire Kingdom. Something about an economic crisis. "Flame Princess?" he continued hesitantly, "If it's money you need... I mean, me and Jake have a whole room full of gold. If it'll help the Fire Kingdom-"

His hand touched her shoulder and tried to pry her gaze from the mound of golden objects. She resisted, so he tried harder. "What're you doing, Finn?" she grunted, "I just wanna look!"

"I think this gold is messing with you!" he countered.

"You're just jealous because it has my attention!" which was accented by a sharp slap to Finn's face.

Everyone was still for that moment. Finn looked back at her with shock in his eyes. Next, some forlorn emotion filled them. Phoebe's clouded green eyes brightened and focused. She gasped and covered her mouth, "Oh, my Glob. Finn, I am so sorry. I don't know what came over me."

That same turquoise typhoon raged between their gazes. The soulful looks exchanged, Finn replied, the smile returning to his face, "It's fine, FP. But, if you needed money for the Kingdom, I've got a whole loot room!"

Phoebe said, "Finn, I can't take your money."

"I'm not using it. Might as well give it to you."

"Let's keep moving," Amun said.

Finn left her, shocked, to walk next to Amun. Next thing she knew, Marceline was floating right next to her, an awkward look on her face. It wasn't like the queen to have such a look. She said quietly, "Hey, look, I'm... I'm kinda sorry I kissed Finn like that. I didn't know you two were back together."

Phoebe sputtered and choked on her own spit. "W-What?!" she cried, then hushed her voice, "We're not! We're just friends. Is that what Finn told you?"

"Woah, now," Marceline chuckled again, "He didn't say anything. I only assumed that you two were all cozy with each other again."

The fiery woman crossed her arms, huffing, "Well, we aren't."

Marceline put up her hands in mock surrender. "Okay. But," she leaned herself to whisper, "I hear Finn's totally got the hots for Huntress Wizard."

"What?!" Phoebe yelped, a little louder than she would have preferred.

When Amun and Finn stopped and looked back to her and the vampire, her face lit up with a blush, "O-Oh, sorry. Marceline just told me a... a- well..."

Finn smiled, "Okay, FP. Just checkin' to see if you're okay."

They began walking again. The next door was up ahead, not too far. Marceline struggled to stifle her laughter, "Touchy much?"

Blush still heavy on her face, she looked away, "Shut up."

Meanwhile, Amun and Finn carried on their own conversation about adventuring. At first, it was a recounting of the things they'd killed, but devolved into a senseless competition of seeing who had killed more. Obviously, Finn was winning. Amun may have been older, but he hadn't his whole life out in the wilderness of Ooo like Finn had. Finn smirked, "Run out yet?"

"Steel Giant."

"Crystal Dragon."

"Dammit!"

The two shared a laugh, and then they were at the door. The air tensed. All of them seemed to get more serious about the situation and Amun opened the door.


Outside the pyramid, a yo-yo fell and bounced back up into the hand of Set himself. There was a particularly lazy, bored look on his face which turned to a scowl as a strong breeze ruffled his hair. If only for a moment, he stopped the yo-yo to straighten it. The scowl disappeared with a sigh. Set looked skyward.

"Are you watching, Isis?" he mused aloud, then murmured, "Are you ashamed of me?"

What had brought him here was his insufferable sense of paranoia. Part of him was confident enough to just let him have it. Another part, though, was convinced that Amun had more of the relics, hidden somewhere. Yet another just wanted to hurry up and cleanse the world. He scoffed at his own logic and entered.

The place was silent. But, then there was a resounding "What?!" coming from directly above. Through all the deactivated traps, he saw a door on the ceiling. A crooked grin swept across Set's face. So, they're here after all.

Figuring that he had no need to rush, he meandered through the traps and tunnels and across the narrow beams and walks. Shortly, he came to the ladder to the door. And he walked through the room of treasures unfazed. Set came to the door and he could feel Amun's presence.

And he opened the door.


Terribly sorry that this chapter is not just short, but that it's half the size of my normal chapters. I've been struggling with ideas for the story and I don't want to force anything. Right now, we're looking at a fight next chapter and some more conflict between Amun and Set. How will it turn out? No idea.

Not even I know, haha. So, until then, see you guys on the flipside!