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Dream a Little Dream of Me
In Bubblegum's private quarters, Finn kept himself as sturdy as possible while voicing his concerns over Canyons...predicament. He did come off as rushed or a little panicked, from time to time, but, for the most part, he was in complete control of himself. Bubblegum did get the gist of things and soon began trying to form some thoughts on what to do next.
"Hmmm..." she mumbled, pacing back and forth in the midst of her room, as Finn nervously yet calmly watched her from the foot of her bed. "Well, I'm not quite sure what we should do, Finn. Maybe we should start an evacuation...but to where?"
"Wow, wow, wow, PB. Let's not be hasty." Finn said in a calming tone, "There's gotta be something we can do FOR her...not...you know...in spite of her."
Finn's words gave Bubblegum pause. "Mmmmhhh...I see what you're saying, Finn, but, it's not like I can force her to fall in love or force someone to fall in love with her, or something."
"Myeahhh...that's true, but...even she said that it doesn't have to be that deep, ya know? Maybe you can just make someone, temp style, for her to cuddles up with for a night?"
Bubblegum smirked. Finn's suggestion was shaky yet plausible. "...Maybe, but, we probably have to boil down all the variables to be sure that the goddess inside her doesn't feel tricked or something, and...I dunno if a candy person, even one her size, would be, mmm...satisfactory. Besides, I don't even know what kind of guys she likes..."
"...She was super into Billy. That's a start?"
A glimmer of hope streamed through Bubblegum's troubled brow then. "That is true...but, what I'm saying is. Billy was flesh, flesh...not candy flesh. I'm guessing she'd want something of the sort for herself, even if it is for one night."
"Hmmmph..." Finn slumped back a little, slightly defeated.
"On top of that, candy people aren't quite born with thehh...uh...presence of mind as a fully grown guy-pal. I'm pretty sure that it'd take even years to develop that."
Finn slumped a bit more and his lips mashed together in a frustrated zigzag. "Ughhh...yeah. I really dunno what else to do. I mean, the closest guy she's got to Billy is me. She even said I reminded her of him, before, but, I ain't nowhere near Billy's...or even Canyon's size...or coolness."
The both of them began to feel a slight chill of gloom. Perhaps there really was no way out of this impending doom.
Then, Bubblegum's brow raised with a slight ray of sunshine. "...But...you could be..." she said suddenly, a wild thought streaming through her brain.
"Say wah?" was all Finn could say in reply.
"Some of Billy's DNA survives in Sweet P, doesn't it?"
"Y...yeaahhh? Where you goin' with this, Preebee?"
"If I can isolate some of his DNA...rig a sort of...male enhancement...coolness serum...that combines it with some candy flesh growing hormones...it just might work."
Finn couldn't follow. He could only watch, with a raised brow of his own, hopeful yet confused, at what Bubblegum was saying.
"The problem is that I'd need a host for the serum...or potion, if you will, to enhancify." she stopped pacing then and walked over to Finn, placing her hands upon his shoulders and staring sternly into his eyes. "Finn...you are the best candidate for the job...but I can't say for sure what the consequences will be. We are treading on uncharted ground here...but, I'm afraid that we have no choice. Will you be...the love host for this experiment?"
"Hmmm..." Finn ruffled his lips again. He got the basic idea, he thought, of what the Princess was putting down. "If I do...there's no telling what might happen to me...but if I don't...all of Ooo may face trial by water..."
Bubblegum closed her eyes in grave agreement and nodded.
Finn took a deep breath then and slowly let the deeply toned words flow from his mouth...
"...For Ooo."
Bubblegum smiled. "I knew I could count on you."
Over the next few hours or so, Finn and Bubblegum outlined a plan and put it into action, mostly giving the Princess the scientific work and calculations and giving Finn the footwork and gathering. While Finn was out at Tree Trunks and Mr. Pig's, getting a few swabs of DNA from Sweet P, Bubblegum was preparing various machines in her lab for the construction of the serum. It was getting late in the day and night had fallen, by the time Finn got back with all that was needed. He had checked in with BMO and Susan, who had already settled in and was thankfully having quite the time with both BMO and NEPTR. He, regrettably, said to go on without him, as matters of state were taking priority, and, that Susan could go ahead and crash on his bunk. Meanwhile, Finn went ahead and settled in, outside one of Princess Bubblegum's labs, and sat, nervously. Princess Bubblegum worked feverishly inside, calculating variables and combining chemicals, while Finn waited to receive...what could be poison. Neither Finn nor Bubblegum were sure of the consequences, but, they both agreed that it was a risk that was worth taking, since a continental migration was near well impossible. What's more, they had no idea when the goddess inside Canyon might rear her ugly head, so, they both agreed, as well, that the sooner all things were worked out and the potion was taken, the better. And so, Finn sat and waited, contemplating his possible death, while Bubblegum did her best to be sure it didn't come to that. She worked well into the night and Finn waited on hand for her to finally emerge, the both of them struggling to stay awake for the moment of truth.
"Nnnnghhh..." Bubblegum groaned, her eyes squinted and struggled to stay open, as she swirled a beaker full of oddly colored chemicals and poured it into another vessel of strange, steaming liquids. "Ughh...I think I'm gonna haveta...oughhh...enhance Finn's empathy, or...his ability to read women's...fizz...'n, also...I might have to put in some...aughhhhto...pilot...features..." she babbled, losing consciousness, every other second. "I...I wonder what kind of guys Canyon likes..." her mind wandered. "...Need to know...especially since this is HER guy I'm kinda...making...so...Billy was...brave...but Finn's got tons of that...adventurous...definitely muscley...soft spoken...but...not afraid of leading...maybe Canyon and Marci kinda have the same taste in guys? Powerful...dangerous, heheh...but...pushy is bad...Ash was bad news, after all...'n...into magic stuff...swords 'n magic...'n stuff...cruddy, non-sciencey stuff...I wish I had a guy like thahht...smart as flupp...like Simon...poor ol'...sweet...Simon...but also...oohh...a nice maaaaanzzz man...yeahhhhzzz...if I could mix...Billy...'n Simon...'n Finn...all into one...super hunky...dragon slaying...blow my panties off brainy...guy...with long...long...lohhhhng, flowing...golden...hair...like Finnie's...that'd be..."
"...Princess?"
"Huh?" Bubblegum said, feeling a few taps of pressure upon her shoulder, prompting her to turn and regard the person behind who was getting her attention. "...Finn?" she asked the tall, dark figure that stood in the well lit doorway that led to the hall. For some reason, she didn't question how he was able to tap her shoulder from so far away.
"Hey..." 'Finn' said, approaching her, "...you've been working way long on this thing. Don'tcha wanna...take a break?"
The man that stood before her looked like Finn, yet, he was much taller, had a lumberjack's physique with the flannel shirt to match, and also wasn't wearing the trademark, animal hood that he usually wore. His long, shimmering, golden hair seemed to have a life of its own, waving in a breeze that seemed to follow him alone without touching anything else, and, his calming smile had a solidarity to it that looked as if an apocalypse couldn't faze him.
Bubblegum's heart skipped a beat. "Ah...ayee...uhmm..." she blubbered, as 'Finn' scooped her body up and brought her to his chest.
"Come, my lady...you need some air...it'll do you good." he said and began floating her over to the balcony.
"Shh...Surehh..." was all Bonnibel was able to say. Her eyes were wide and shimmering, like shuddering drops of freshly laid morning dew, and, her heart was molten, thumping within, making her feel as if it wanted to leap out of her burning lips to kiss him...which her lips were dying to do as well.
A cool, autumn breeze wafted over their now nearly naked bodies in the glowing sunlight, as he held her against his rocky, chiseled chest. Candy Cherry Blossom petals spilled and flew all around them, as she could do nothing but stare into his creamy, baby eyes. Her skin was gently touching his, warmth to warmth, except for a few, torturous bits that couldn't, as they were hindered by her lacy, silky set of candy underwear. He looked down upon her, his gaze spilling into her soul through her betraying, surrendering eyes, suddenly welling with gleeful tears, and, his gentle smile dissipated into a nervous, serious little mouth, tenderly gasping for air. He seemed desperate for a kiss, now, and, without words, Bonnibel's lips called him forward. He cradled her closer...like a newborn baby...pulled her upwards...as she closed her eyes...
"Nghhh...hey...Pribubs? You gonna get done, anytime soon? It's like...way past Finnie's bedtime..." Finn asked in the third person, as he gently tapped on her shoulder.
"NNNGYAHHHH!" Bubblegum gasped, suddenly pulling upright in her seat. "Damnit, Finn!" she yelled, only now realizing that she had passed out. Her cheeks began to blush, when her conscious mind began digesting...her dream. Her eye twitched, as she stared at...well...kinda...sorta...the guy she'd been dreaming about, and, the gears in her head slowly sped into an act of deflection. "Duh...don't sneak up on me, like that!" she finally said. 'He doesn't have to know! Not a single thing!' she thought, and tried to purge the dream sequence from her mind...yet, at the same time, wanted to preserve every...single...detail.
"Hey, sorry! I thought you were still going at it, over here." Finn replied, surprised himself at her reaction.
"Huh? Vwwwhadoyamean?"
"Well, you were still mixing and pouring, just a second ago..."
Bubblegum then turned to look at the beaker of bubbling, pink liquid in her hand. Her eyes squinted and she struggled to reason. Was it...done?
"Ih...hht looks...riiight..." she said, suspicious. Had she been working in her sleep?
They were both slowly swaying in place, completely wasted of all energy, and, not to mention...cranky as hell. "Y-yeah...it's good." Bubblegum said, before quickly standing...or wobbling to a stand, and shoving the beaker full of glowing, bubbling, pink liquid into his arms.
"...Finally..." Finn said in relief. He quickly gulped it down and tossed the glass aside, shattering it with a classic crash.
"Finally?!" Bubblegum grumbled with great annoyance. Unfortunately, she didn't seem to grasp Finn's simple sense of relief of having the deed done. "Jyuuknow hah...lllohhhng I had to work on thahh?"
"Crunk yeah, I know! I wzz...wait'n therez, that whole time!"
"Oughhh, yeahhhh?! Having a comfy li'l snorefest while poor li'l princessessezzz 'r all in here, braincrankin' away..."
"Heii! I was waitn' every dern lit second for ya! Too, it's no walk in the park, grunchin' up all that stoff, for ya to cook in one day, remembers. An' besides! It's been wrackin' my brain, thinking I could just drop dehh..." Finn's eyes went wide with anger and fright, just then. For some reason, he took off his hood and threw it on the ground. "...If this croaks me," he yelled, "I'll...haunt you from beyond the grave, or something!"
Bubblegum became utterly irate at Finn's lack of faith in her, and her mind began clawing at the ether for an ultimate comeback. She placed her hands upon her hips in great defiance, stared at his cute, baby boy face, his shimmering golden locks, and his cute, angry dimples...and...
"...YOUHH...ARE SOHH...NOT...HOT!" was what she finally came up with, ending her statement with a clamped, lopsided smirk and another angry, twitchy eye. Her look resembled that of Popeye the Sailor...but far more adorable.
"I AM TOO!...wah?"
...
Finn stared a while at Bubblegum.
Bubblegum squeezed a few blinks at Finn.
They were both confused...tired...and then, suddenly, both of them just gave up and forgot about what was just said, unwilling to pursue this 'argument' any farther.
...
"...Guhnight, Princess."
"Yeahguuhnight...Finnhhh..." they both said, and left it at that.
"HeyhhcanyougetMorrowtodropmeoff?Ican'tmakiesonfoot..." Finn mumbled as he picked his hat off the floor and sloppily fastened it onto his head.
"Yehsurebringimbackwhenyurrdone..." Bubblegum replied, somehow understanding him, and pressed an unseen button beneath a nearby table.
They bumped their heads against each other, Finn on his way to the balcony behind Bubblegum and Bubblegum on her way to the hall, both saying an unenthusiastic 'Ouch...' in unison, and then continuing on their ways as if it didn't even happen.
Bubblegum wandered up the towers, finally getting found by Peppermint Butler, who brought her all the way to her room and onto her bed.
Finn bumped and toppled over the balcony, fell fast, and was quickly caught by Morrow before he hit the candy pavement. He then got dive bombed towards the treehouse's suspension bridge, upon which he softened his impact by rolling. He rolled and rolled, subtly guiding himself down a ladder or two, across several planked floors, and ricocheted himself off a branch in the floor, so he could lay himself out, horizontal, in mid air, and land perfectly on his side...on his bed...where he began snoring, sound asleep.
Author's notes and some replies:
Heya, y'all. I hope you're liking this so far!
I've been dying to do an Adventure Time fic for a while, especially since the series has picked up again and it seems that it's all coming to a close. This here is a nice and somewhat spontaneous fapfic that I hope is as fun to read as it is for me to make. Also, it's sort of my way of celebrating one of the best and farthest reaching animations that has ever lived. It's sad that it's all ending, but, I hope that it all ends with a big, big bang that in no way and in no stretch of the imagination even remotely disappoints! From what I've seen of the current season so far, it definitely will not.
Three cheers for Adventure Time!
Guest - Thanks for noticing! lol
I kinda get that a lot, and, yeah, I pride myself on trying to get the characters right, otherwise, it just ain't them. I try to hold true to that, even when I have to bend the rules and attitudes a bit. Believability...it's sexy, heheh, especially if we're all saying to ourselves, "Yeah...that COULD hapen..." even if it never would, lol.
Yeps, no smut yet. It's a kinda slow burner...emphasis on the kinda, heheh. I assure you, I like nasty, and, it's coming quickly.
True, Susan's not actually a first pick kind of parter for Finn, but, I always felt that it's like a naughty, farmer's daughter, roll in the hay type thing. One of those, "Well, I wouldn't say no..." type of moments.
And, yeah, sometimes size matters, lol, buuuut...awkward is loads of fun...well, writing characters in awkward, or, more specifically...compromised positions and situations...those are REALLY tasty. Heheh.
Bon appetite.
TheOneAndOnly1993 - Ah, yeah, Prubs is in here...mmmmjust maybe not quite as you may hope. See above comment...slow burn, heheh, but, hopefully satisfying.
Ah yeah, I'm all about emoting. I don't like feeling bland, and, as I would say, a lot of the times 'fluff' is the BEST part.
Doctor61 - Tru, tru...well, actually, I'm not steering this anywhere but straight into the drink, heheh. Sweet...sour...tingly lemonade...hard lemonade...passionate...nasty...eh, you get the picture. lolz
Thank you all for your kind and enthusiastic comments. You are a credit to my mojo.
Arrighty, so, as some of you might know, I'm in need of funds to keep the lights on and keep my belly at least half full so my brain can work. So, once again, I'm asking anyone who can to go to my woefully underdeveloped patron page, under the username /demoncasket , and to please consider becoming a patron. Every cent counts for me, nowadays...and I'm kinda getting literally sick from only eating instant ramen...not that ramen's a bad thing or anything, but, yeah, I could use something a little more healthy...and doesn't make me potty, every few hours...ehem.
My thanks to all my fans and readers. Please excuse my typos...writing overexcitedly at 4 in the morning kinda does that to ya, heheheh.
May you have a cheerio day, and, remember to always face it...
A'outrance!
D.