Its been 2 months since I've updated. Now I doubt why I should continue this obscure fanfic about an obscure episode, but nevertheless, why not? I could at least just practice my writing. Do review as usual.

At 3:30 in the afternoon, a deafening cry of "SUUUUUMMMMEEEERRR!" roared from Pillowford High School, followed by a legion of overjoyed students eager to finally leave the school grounds and begin enjoying their newfound freedom. Excspt Scloth, who was still hospitalized and afraid to rat Finn out, lest he suffer the same besting he recieved from him again.

Among the horde of boys and girls eager to be finally free was Rosalinen, heading home with a spring in her step. She could finally just sit back, relax, go out with friends, and probably find a hobby for her free time, or even get some lessons in music, martial arts, some random sport, or something. There were 3 months of freedom, and she planned to enjoy every single minute of it.

She had finally made it home. Her first instinctnwas to throw herself at the couch full of pillows, taking a stretch and a yawn of glory. "Ahh, sweet summer," she said. Then a voice underneath her suddenly said "Rosalinen, please get off me."

Rosalinen jumped with surprise, and found Finn getting up and removing all the pillows that he had buried himself with.

"What the heck were you doing under all those pillows? You were so covered, I didn't realize you were there!" she asked, amused with the situation.

"I was taking a nap," Finn replied, finally managing to get out of his burial place on the sofa and sit properly.

"And why would you take a nap with that much amount of pillows?"

"Dunno, I had this idea, maybe burying myself in all the pillows will make me wake up in my world. But there would be 2 problems, one was that I won't be able to say goodbye, the other is that it probably wouldn't work."
"And it didn't. Anyways, how was your day?"

"I did nothing but go outside, get bored from all the tasks of finding some help, and just went back here and slept. At this rate, I'll never get back to my world. It's been 4 months now, and no progress. I might not meet my old friends and loved ones again."

Rosalinen didn't know what to reply with.

"And I'll probably bore you to death if i rant about what's going on back at my world."

Jake finally grasped the fishing rod.

Rosalinen took a moment to think, and managed to come up with a suggestion:

"Maybe I could help? I could go with you, if you want. It's summer anyways, I have three months of nothing doing.

Finn himself then took a moment to think.

"Actually...sure, why not? What about, say, tomorrow? I'll prepare my stuff, and I could help prepare yours, too."

"Sure! At least it's an adventure, and there's always a chance to succeed," she answered back enthusiastically.

"Well, then it's decided. We're gonna go adventuring, then." Finn replied with a smile.

"summmeeeer..." Rosalinen whispered in her sleep, when her door opened and Finn came in, having already showered and dressed.

"Uhh, Rosalinen. Wake up. It's adventure time," Finn said, trying to shake Rosalinen awake. "Huh?" she groggily replied, disturbed from her peaceful long sleep.

"It's still 7:30...can't I enjoy my first day of summer in peace?" she said with an exasperated voice.

"But I thought you were going on an adventure with me?"

"Oh...ugh, I shouldn't have slept late last night, I feel so tired," she said, trying the best as she could to sit up and wake herself up.

"There's cereal downstairs, and I fixed your stuff for you, hopefully you don't mind me grabbing your stuff to pack up.

Rosalinen was still too drowzy to think, and simply, without a word, made her way to the bathroom.

Now slightly more awake, and now fully dressed for the day, Rosalinen munched on her nearly finished breakfast while Finn was preparing their bags, filled with important stuff that would help them out there.

"And, I think that's it," Finn sighed, picking up Rosalinen's bag and handing it to her.

"What's in this?"

"A map, water, food, matches, two knives, a first aid kit, a flashlight, and extra clothes." Finn replied, just as Rosalinen noticed that there was extra underwear for her in her bag, making her blush deeply.

"All of them fit snugly in the backpack. You done with your food?" Finn added.

"Uh...yep. Are you ready?"

"Heck yes I am. Let's go!"

One hour and ten miles later over very hilly terrain, Rosalinen was on the verge of collapse. Though she considered herself otherwise healthy, she wasn't exactly athletically or physically strong. All the hiking was making her unexercised legs cry out in pain, and she could not help but try to support herself on Finn's shoulder whenever she was most exahausted.

"We can take a break first, if you want. I'm gonna check the map anyways," Finn said. The exhausted Rosalinen could only utter a tired "sure". Finding a nearby tree to sit underneath, the two put down their bags for a quick breather. Rosalinen took out a piece of pillow chocolate, while Finn took out the map he brought.

"I haven't really gone to this part of the countryside, actually. I'd really need directions," Finn said.

"Why not? You've been venturing all over the place since you've been here," Rosalinen asked back.

"Well, it was usually because I'd be heading in one direction from Pillowford, explore as much as I can, then once I'd have explored the whole place, I start heading to a different direction. Since I've been heading to the valleys north of town often, I figured we could try going east,"

"Further east would be a big plain full of villages,"

"Yeah, I've been checking the map. Y'know, I figured, more villages equals more people, so I'll have a ton more people to ask. Are there any kingdoms over there?"

"Not really. Villages mostly just govern themselves. Although I think there would at least be some influential people in the villages we're gonna visit, if that's your plan,"

"Eh, I think it'll work. Let's go."

"There's the town," a pillow troll whispered, overlooking the town of Plushville from a hill not far away.

"Undefended. Excellent. This is a perfect opportunity to attack and invade," another pillow troll replied.

"Don't you think they might actually have hidden weapons? It's not like a town in the middle of a plain would just let themselves open to attack like that," yet another pillow troll replied.

"Regardless of whether they're armed, it's not as if they'd know we're coming. The element of surprise, guys. By the time they get to gear up we'd have a big part of town under control. It's perfect news for the chief," the second troll replied.

"Shall we head back now then? I think we've scouted enough," the third troll then asked.

"Eh, sure. Let's head back." the second troll agreed.

"Finally, we'll be able to get back at those Plushvillers for that defeat last month. 4 trolls dead, and the chief almost got killed. This time, we're gonna get them!" The first troll exclaimed.

And the pillow troll scouts cackled all the way back to their tribe.

"Plushville 7 miles ahead" the sign that Finn and Rosalinen had passed by read.

"Not far away now," Finn commented.

The two continued their hike throughout the hills, knowing that the plains would be just nearby. It was then that the two started hearing a large ruckus beyond the trees they were passing by.

"...I'm gonna make sure those Plushvillers will know what they're in for when I get my hands on them,"

"I'm gonna make sure nothing is left of that town, and we'd be able to rule over them! Haha! Once we report to the chief, it's gonna be pandemonium!"

Finn raised an eyebrow.

"Did you hear that?" Rosalinen asked.

"Yep," Finn answered, and suddenly headed in the direction of the ruckus without a word. "Wait for me!" Rosalinen said as Finn made his way.

Finn found the three trolls hiking their way through the forest, with an evil grin on their faces.

"What did you guys say?" Finn interrupted their merry conversation.

"Who in Glob's name are you?" the third troll replied.

"I'm Finn. Y-"

"Ahh, Finn schminn. You heard us, didn't you? I'm sorry, I'm afraid eavesdropping will get you in trouble. Like right now, you see?" the second troll interrupted, brandishing a black pillow flail. "No one's gonna hear about this," he added. It was then that Rosalinen suddenly caught up, unknowing of what was happening. "What's going on?" she butted in.

"And maybe your girlfriend's gonna get in trouble too," the first troll added as he, along with the third troll, unsheathed their very hard foam sticks.. The use of the word 'girlfriend' made Finn suddenly freeze and Rosalinen blush a deep red.

The third troll then suddenly charged at Finn with his stick. It swung at Finn, who attempted to block it with his hand and felt a surprising sting from the hit. "Ow," he winced.

"What? Just 'ow'?" the bewildered troll said, clearly expecting a killer blow like what would usually happen if he hit a typical pillow. It was then that the first troll suddenly began charging at Rosalinen, who was caught surprised and was rooted on the spot in sudden fright.

Finn's heart skipped a beat in a sudden fear for her life, and in an instant he yanked the third troll's sword while kicking him away in the face at the same time, knocking it out, and then threw the sword right at the first troll, hitting it right in the head right before it could hit Rosalinen, and causing it to fall over; whether he got knocked out or died, Finn couldn't tell.

"Are you alright, Rosalinen?" Finn asked with a very worried voice. Rosalinen was too shocked to say a thing.

"Bravo, that maneuver. But I still have to kill you," the second troll interrupted.

"Listen, Rosalinen, I'll handle this. Go run to safety, you might get killed," Finn told Rosalinen with a very serious voice. Rosalinen only nodded and began to run away.

"Don't you ever touch her." Finn growled at the remaining troll, who was already swinging his flail in anticipation.

"I see you do care for your girlfriend. You'd even due-"

Finn, with that remark, suddenly bolted from his spot towards the troll and immediately unsheathed his sword, hoping to slice the troll in an instant. The troll, right before Finn could hit him, dodged to the left and swung his flail at the back of Finn's legs, causing him to fall over backwards. The troll immediately whipped back his flail and began swinging it to deliver a killing blow to Finn, who promptly stabbed the flail just as the troll began to swing down, stopping it. The troll was dumbfounded, as he had never seen anything in the Pillow World that could pierce that easily. It was then that Finn yanked his sword out, and stabbed the troll in the chest.

The pillow troll looked at him in bewilderment, pain and severe shock as he began coughing up feathers from his lungs. Finn forced his sword deeper in, causing the troll to regurgitate even more feathers. He then saw at the corner of his eye the third troll, now conscious again, making a run for it. Finn considered chasing it, but it had already disappeared before he could even decide.

The troll he had stabbed was wheezing in pain, attempting to utter last words. With an unceremonious exhale, the troll breathed his last, and collapsed on the floor.

Finn was too shocked at all that had just happened, and he proceeded to just fall over and lie on the pillow ground to gather his thoughts. The fact that he had killed today was starting to etched itself in his mind. On the other hand, he remembered the other troll that escsped, and realized one thing:

He was going to report to their leader and signal the start of the invasion of Plushville. Picking himself up, he stood and began running towards Plushville, hoping to alert them to the upcoming danger.

Finally, I got this one out. Really sorry for any readers who waited really long for the update. also, if any of you like Minecraft, leave a review at my other story on my page, Stranger in a Strange World