Alex sighed explosively, killing the strings on his guitar.

"Alright guys, one more time."

He picked the opening notes of the song and let the singer ease into the song, praying silently to any deity that was willing to listen that they wouldn't screw up again... it didn't work. The lead played the wrong riff.

"Oh come on man!" The redhead on the bass shouted, "Get it right!"

"Hey, don't blame me! It's not like I like Rise Against anyway!"

"So? I don't like your Nickelback crap but I at least put in the effort to play properly!"

They were practically in each others faces by now.

"Guys!" The singer abandoned her mic and pushed them apart, "Stop it!"

The two of them where at it again in an instant. The lead guitarist pushed the singer away and started yelling obscenities at the redhead.

"Hey dude." Alex said softly, stepping in front of the guitarist, "Shut up if you've got nothing nice to say."

The guitarist shut up alright. A fist sailed towards Alex's face.

"Well, damn you then." Alex swatted the fist aside retaliated with his own fist.

Everything blurred into a mess and Alex suddenly found himself being held back by the his bandmates. The guitarist found himself in the same predicament.

"You know what?" He yelled, "I quit, assholes!"

He wrenched out of the drummer's grip and stormed out of the room.

"What a jerk!" The redhead hissed.

Alex sat down on an amplifier, nursing his arm.

"Well, Princess." He said, "It looks like we'll have to find another lead before tomorrow night."

"I feel kind of weird. It's like the room's spinning or something." The singer remarked. She bent over and wretched.

Everything went white.

Alex came to, feeling quite heavy and disoriented. He forced his eyes open and regretted it in an instant. He shut them almost immediately, wincing as the light burned into his retinas.

"Hey, you alright?" It was a girl who was talking, her voice was rough, "Dude?"

"Gimme a sec."

He sat up and opened his eyes. He silently asked himself if he had hit himself too hard. There was a girl in front of him. She was wearing jeans and a black tank top. That was no problem. The problem was that she had gray skin and that she was floating. She was also carrying the most wicked looking bass he had ever seen.

"I've gotta be dreaming." Alex told himself.

"Sorry kid, you're not." The floating girl said, "But now that you're awake, I can eat you properly."

She got in his face and bared her fangs. Alex scampered into a corner, holding his hands out in front of him.

"Just kidding." The girl floated over and ruffled his hair, "Name's Marceline."

"Huh. Alex."

An awkward moment of silence passed. "So I'm not dreaming?"

"No." Marceline said, "Seriously, no."

"Well damn. Hey, have you seen my guitar?"

"Oh, this?" She held up a black Les Paul with a red Rising Sun decal.

"Yeah, that."

"Oh my Glob! I haven't seen one of these since... forever!"

"So where exactly am I?"

"You're in my house, silly."

"I meant what country or place or whatever."

"Ah. You're in Ooo, a thousand years after the Great Mushroom War."

"Ooh?"

"Ooo."

"Ooh crap."

Alex got up and dusted himself off. He shouldered his guitar and checked the strings. A dozen things ran through his mind, most glaringly the fact that he was standing in front of a vampire in the Post-Apocalypse and that all he wanted to do was play a song.

"You got an amp I can borrow? I guess I won't be getting back for a long time."

"Defeatist huh? Anyway, sure." Marceline floated off somewhere, "Make yourself at home."

Alex sat on the couch and winced.

"Oh, I don't really use that. Floating and all."

"Figures." Alex stood up and rubbed his butt.

"Anyway, found it."

She carefully placed the amp in front of Alex and plugged it in. "Give it a try."

Alex plugged the guitar in and turned the amp on. He strummed a few chords and winced. There was no doubt that the guitar was out of tune. Alex sighed and fiddled with the tuning keys. He got it back in tune after a few minutes and started playing.

"Do you see the world in different colors? Do you see the world in black and gray?" He sang to himself.

Alex strummed the last chord and breathed.

"Dude, where'd you learn to play like that?"

"Oh." Alex rubbed the back of his head, "I kinda taught myself. Hey, about that bass. Is that a real axe?"

"Yeah it is."

"Visual pun then."

Screaming and yelling echoed into the cave. Marceline looked outside the window but judging by the way she acted, she already knew who it was.

"Hey, I got some friends I want you to meet." She said.

Princess Bubblegum looked sadly at her newest invention. It failed to work, judging by the smoke that billowed out of the broken wreck. She pulled off her goggles and shrugged out of her lab coat, looking sadly at the blown-out wreck that sat in the corner of her lab before placing them on the rack. She wanted to know what life before the Great Mushroom War was like.

A bright light suddenly flared inside the room, blinding Bubblegum with its intensity. She covered her eyes, not wanting to make whatever damage permanent. The light faded as abruptly as it had begun and the candy princess blinked her eyes. Sprawled on top of a lab table was a person. She was wearing a dark jacket and what Marceline called 'jeans'. She thought it was Marceline but the healthy color of her skin and the auburn shade of her hair made that an unlikely hypothesis.

The most likely was that her machine had worked, and that she had brought another human into this world. She could barely contain her glee. The Princess took a deep breath, she found that it helps her keep her composure.

"Good God! My head!" The person yelled, rubbing her forehead.

"Are you alright?" Bubblegum cautiously walked over.

"Definitely not." She replied, blinking, "You got any painkillers?"

The way the redhead spoke reminded her of Marceline.

"Wait..." She said squinting at her, "What are you? Am I dreaming?"

"What do you mean? You are not dreaming."

"I mean, your hair is made of bubblegum of all things!"

The redhead took a good, hard look at her.

"So what are you anyway? A Princess? A Scientist? Why is your hair not tied back?"

Princess Bubblegum felt a little bit embarrassed at the redhead's mention of her breach of lab safety protocol.

"I'm both." Bubblegum said, "My name is Princess Bubblegum, and this is my lab."

Peppermint Butler chose this time to make his entrance.

"Excuse me, Princess." The walking peppermint said, "Jake reports that he has spotted another Human in Marceline's dwelling."

Princess Bubblegum threw a look at the redhead, who was looking at Peppermint Butler with wide eyes.

"Am I high or something?" The redhead rubbed her eyes and blinked.

A/N: I should proofread more often. I fixed an inconsistency in the opening scene.

A/N2: Derp. Caught some more errors. Guys, if you see something tell me so I can correct it .