Author's Note: Well, my friends, it seems that we have come to the end of my little tale. I warned you that this story would be short. Worry not, for a sequel cometh soon. Enjoy the final chapter.

Disclaimer: I do not own Lassie or "Evil Angel" by Breaking Benjamin.

When Marceline woke up, she felt as though she had been sleeping on a block of ice. Opening her eyes, she realized that she was correct. She lied in a prison sculpted entirely out of ice. Turning her head, she also noticed that the walls seemed to be lined with ice soldiers. She attempted to rise, but found that her wrists and ankles were clad in icy chains attached to the wall. "Gee, for a while there I thought that you were dead. I was about to have to use my poking icicle."

The Ice King sat relaxed on a nearby easy chair, with a pipe between his teeth and a book in his lap. He blew bubbles with the pipe and set the book on the floor, calmly approaching Marceline's cage. She hissed like a wild animal and struggled to break the chains. The Ice King wagged his finger. "Ah, ah, queenie, I wouldn't do that." He snapped his fingers and the ice soldiers sprung to life, pointing sharp icicle swords in her direction. "Getting stabbed in the gut could be detrimental to the baby's health."

She looked around frantically, trying to find an exit through which to escape. The only door she could spot had about five ice soldiers in front of it. Feeling defeated, she slumped back into a sitting position. She couldn't risk getting injured. "What's your plan, Ice King?"

The Ice King grinned evilly. "Oh, yes, I actually have a plan this time. Thank you for noticing. Anyway, yes, my plan is to hold you, now Finn's number one babe, hostage until Finn agrees to relinquish his grip on all of the babes in Ooo. Then, after I marry and make babies with each and every one of them, we'll form an unstoppable army and take over the world!" He laughed obnoxiously.

"Or he'll just show up with Jake and kick your butt."

The Ice King continued giggling. "Oh, he won't do that this time. Not with my new ice army. Nothing could beat them, except maybe a flamethrower."

Marceline stared at him. "Why wouldn't you just use your ice army to take over the world? I mean, you would still fail, but you might get a little farther with them than you would with a gang of girly princesses."

The Ice King put a hand on his chin. "Hum, I suppose that is a good point. Maybe if I used my ice army to take over the world, I could lock up Finn and Jake and still take whichever princess I want for my bride. Yes, that's a very interesting idea."

Marceline smiled. "Cool, well, you obviously don't need me for that plan, so I guess you can let me go."

The Ice King nodded. "Yes, of course, I- wait a second." He folded his arms. "You're just messing with my head, aren't you? Well, it won't work. You're never getting out of here."

Suddenly, a penguin waddled through the exit to Ice King. It jumped up and down in front of him, flapping its wings. "Quack! Quack-quack. Quack?"

"What is it, Gunter? Are you trying to fly again? I told you that that's dangerous."

"Quack-quack!"

The Ice King raised an eyebrow. "Jimmy fell down the well!? Oh well, I never really liked Jimmy anyway."

Gunter shook his head and continued quacking. "Gunter, can't you see I'm busy?!" He picked up the penguin and tossed it towards the entrance. Luckily for Gunter, someone caught him.

Finn set Gunter on the ground and watched him hop up the stairs. His eyes narrowed. "Ice King."

Ice King gasped. "Finn and Jake, how did you guys find me here?"

Jake scoffed. "Ice King, we know where you live. You can't just hide in your basement and not expect us to find you."

The Ice King growled in annoyance. "Ice army, I command you to attack!"

The ice soldiers obeyed. As the battle ensued, Princess Bubblegum appeared in the exit. She slipped over to Marceline's prison and began trying to pick the lock with a hairpin. After succeeding, she approached Marceline to unlock her ice cuffs, but she said, "Relax, Bonnibelle, I've got this." She snapped the cuffs off easily.

They exited the cage and took a moment to admire Finn and Jake's work. All that was left of the ice army was a huge puddle. Finn and Jake grinned and fist bumped. "Good thing we thought to bring the flamethrowers, huh bro?"

Ice King roared in frustration. His hands glowed with energy. "You'll pay for this, Finn!" Before he could freeze Finn in block of ice, Marceline promptly walked up to him and kicked him in the crotch. He doubled over in pain. "Oh, right in the boing-loings!" Everyone laughed and climbed aboard Jake, who ran up the stairs and out the entrance.

As they rode Jake back to the Candy Kingdom, Finn said happily, "Aw yeah, Marceline, that was hilarious! He was all 'IMMA FIRIN' MAH LAZAH!' and you were all 'Tell that to your crotch.'" Marceline didn't answer. "Uh, Marceline?" Marceline groaned behind him. "Marcy, are you all right?"

"EW, not cool, Finn."

"What did I do Jake?"

"You just peed your pants all over me!"

"What?! No I didn't!"

"Oh glob, Jake, get us to the Candy Kingdom hospital right now."

"Oh, don't worry about Finn, Princess. He's always wetting his pants."

"I am not!"

"Guys, Marceline's water just broke. She's going to have the baby right lumping now!"

Finn and Jake gasped. Marceline just groaned again. Jake took off at full speed to the Candy Kingdom hospital. When they arrived at an empty room, Jake put Marceline on a bed. The Princess then proceeded to shove the boys out the door. "You two stay out here. It's about to get crazy nasty up in here." She slammed the door. Finn and Jake sat on a bench outside. For a long time, they sat in silence, listening to Marceline groan and scream. Finn also heard Princess Bubblegum yelling things like "BREATHE!" and "PUSH!"

Finally, Finn couldn't take it anymore. "Jake, I've got to see her. I've got to know that she's all right." He stood up and walked toward the door.

Jake shook his head fervently. He grabbed Finn's shoulder. "No, Finn, you can't see that, it'll scar you for life. Let the Princess handle it, she knows what to do."

Finn made a stubborn expression. He turned the knob and opened the door. He screamed (out of disgust). Princess Bubblegum screamed (out of surprise). Marceline screamed (out of pain). Jake screamed (because he was feeling left out). Then the Princess threw a flower pot at Finn. He was knocked out instantly. Jake dragged him onto the bench and shut the door.

After a long time, Finn regained consciousness, and Marceline's screaming was replaced by another voice screaming. Princess Bubblegum opened the door. "All right, you guys can come in now."

Finn and Jake hesitantly poked their heads through the door. Marceline looked up from her bundle and smiled. "Hurry up, guys. You're letting out the air conditioning."

They approached the bed. In Marceline's arms was a tiny, blue-skinned person with brownish black hair and bright red eyes. Princess Bubblegum smiled. "It's a boy, by the way."

Finn smiled at Marceline. "I told you that he'd be a vampire."

Marceline smiled back. "Do you want to hold him?"

Finn nodded and took the baby in his arms. "Hey there, guy." The baby gurgled and stuck a hand out of his blanket. Finn offered his finger. The baby grasped it and nearly broke every bone in Finn's finger. Finn let out a yelp and yanked his finger away. The baby started crying again.

Marceline chuckled and grabbed her axe bass that was conveniently leaning against the bed. "Let me try something, Finn. Man, I feel great after popping that sucker out."

She hovered over her bed and began singing.

Hold it together,

Birds of a feather,

Nothing but lies and broken wings.

I have the answer,

Spreading the cancer,

You are the faith inside of me.

The baby grew more quiet as she sang, eventually falling asleep in Finn's arms. When Marceline had finished, Finn grinned and asked, "How does Benjamin sound?"

Marceline took the baby and stared down at his sleeping face. She grinned back at Finn. "I love it."

Finn put his arm around Marceline and looked at the baby with her. "Happy Birthday, Benjamin."

THE END