FPrince's POV "Fionna!" I called as she ascended the hill, followed by a little flambit. "Thanks, Flamby," I heard her whisper, before she made her way over to me, smiling. Flamby, the flambit, had obviously cast Flame Shield on her, because she was blue and shimmering. "Long time, no see, huh?" she said awkwardly, staring at her feet. "I mean, hi... oh, Gob, I'm blowing this!" I smiled at her. "Shh, it's okay. Sit down with me." "Okay. Okay." She obediently sat next to me and reached for the picnic basket. "So what did you pack?" "Just some sandwiches. PB&J, ham and pineapple, bacon and fudge... there's a lot of exotic flavour in that basket." I reached for a bacon and fudge one, my favourite. I licked my lips in anticipation and bit into it. "Mmm..." Fionna chuckled. "Bacon and... fudge? I'll just settle for a plain pizza sub, thank you." She pulled a footlong sub wrapped in cling wrap from her backpack. Unwrapping it, she bit into it, sending marinara sauce and little bits of squished jalapeño, meatball and olive everywhere. We both laughed and continued to enjoy our personalised dinners. "Do you want to go questing?" I asked once we'd finished our food. "Sure." She hugged her knees to her chest and exhaled. "Did you... have anything in mind?" "Well, I heard this legend about a river spirit called Acheolus who has the horns of a bull. A couple of months back, I found another part to the legend. Apparently his horn was cut off by a hero and it hollowed out into a cornucopia. Unlimited food spewed from the cornucopia whenever the holder held the horn and thought happy thoughts." "So, what, are we gonna, like, steal the horn from the hero or cut off the spirit's other horn?" "I was thinking we try to cut the horn, and if we can't, we go looking for this hero." "Sounds good." Fionna stood up and dusted her skirt off. She offered a hand out to me. "Shall we begin?" I took her hand gracefully. "We shall, m'lady." *** "You're not stealing my horn," Acheolus' voice called out as soon as we reached the river known as the 'Grecian River'. "Um, what?" Fionna asked, biting into a peanut butter and banana sandwich. "We don't want your horn. We just came to... swim, and offer you sandwiches. There's heaps of different flavours, like tomato and cheese, cheese and cucumber, ham and pineapple, lettuce and beetroot, even PB&J! Want one?" She rattled the basket. "Is there a price?" the voice asked suspiciously. "Grob, no!" Fionna acted shocked. "No, we just want to have a picnic with our good friend..." She looked at me for help. "Acheolus!" I added hastily. "Remember us? Fionna and Flame?" "I don't remember you," the voice grumbled, "but I also don't remember much, since my river was poisoned with water from the River Lethe, the waters of forgetfulness! I don't remember anything from last year." A man materialised in front of us. He had icy blue skin, like the Ice Queen, and a beefy human body. His head was normal, except for the wave patterns spread across his cheeks and the single bull horn protruding from his skull on the left. "Hello." "Oh, Acheolus, it's so good to see you!" Fionna squealed. "How long has it been?" "Probably a year," the bull-man groaned. "Would you like a sandwich, Acheolus?" I offered politely. "Fionna listed all of the flavours earlier." "Oh, yes, please." Acheolus smiled. "It's been a while since I ate something." "How long?" "About three years." Fionna smiled. "Well, we are glad to show our hospitality. You must be hungry." I spread out the blanket. In doing so, I ducked next to Fionna's ear. "You better have a plan," I whispered in her ear. She nodded slightly, pulling a small vial from her pocket. "It's sleeping potion," she explained quickly. "I carry some just in case I can't fall asleep at night." She reached into the basket and I saw her sprinkle a small drop into each sandwich. She then pulled out all the sandwiches and spread them on the blanket. Acheolus sat down on the mat, glancing at each sandwich. He decided on the cheese and cucumber one, whilst Fionna selected the lettuce and beetroot. "This and the PB&J are not tainted," she whispered in my ear, handing me the lettuce and beetroot. I heartily dug into mine, watching Acheolus doing the same. "You have a very nice sword, Fionna," Acheolus complimented. "Thank you. It's made of ebonite and infused with demon blood. It is deadly to anything I choose to slash with it." Acheolus finished his sandwich. "That was delicious. Am I allowed to have another?" "Of course," I said with a smile. "So, tell me, Acheolus," Fionna began. "You never told us... what happened to your other horn?" "Oh, well..." Acheolus paused, blinking a lot and yawning. "I'm sorry. I'm very tired all of a sudden. Anyway, a young hero stole it. They sliced it off with a glowing crystal sword and created the first cornucopia." "Do you remember what they looked like?" I implored. "They had very pink skin, pink hair and pink clothes." Acheolus lay down and shut his eyes. "Now, I thank you for the sandwiches, but I really must get some sleep. I am extremely tired." In about five seconds, you could hear snores escaping from his mouth. "Oh, my..." Fionna looked like she was going to throw up her PB&J. "FP, that must have been Prince Gumball!" I smiled. "Well, how 'bout this? We cut off this horn and take it, then steal Gumball's? We'll have two!" "Sounds good!" Fionna agreed. She took her sword and severed the horn cleanly from its position on Acheolus' head. She picked up the horn of plenty and shoved it into her backpack. "Let's go." We rolled Acheolus back into the Grecian River and then took off, not wanting to wait around for when he woke up. *** "For the last time, Fionna, I don't know what you're talking about!" Gumball snapped. "The horn of plenty!" she shouted for the fiftieth time. "The cornucopia! Acheolus' horn! Whatever you want to call it! The horn of the bull-man, the spirit of the Grecian River!" Gumball looked over at me, eyes pleading for help. I shrugged. "Sorry, man, but the river spirit said it was a young hero with pink hair, skin and clothes. Is there anyone..." I gasped, an idea popping into my head. "Oh my god, Fi, there is! The princess of Ooo's Candy Kingdom. Bonnibel, I think?" "Oh! Princess Bubblegum!" Fi nodded in understanding. Then, with a determined look on her face, she reverted her attention back to Gumball. "Take us to Ooo. Now." Gumball firmly shook his head. "I can't. We can't risk anything -" Gumball was cut off by Fionna pressing her lips on his, to my horror. Her eyes were squeezed shut tightly, her hands balled into fists and straightened at her sides. She pressed her breasts against his chest, pushing him onto the wall. I took a deep breath and shut my eyes. One... two... three... four... I heard Fionna moan loudly. Five, six, seven, eight... They were both breathing heavily, very heavily. Nine ten eleven twelve thirteen fourteen fifteen sixteen seventeen eighteen nineteen twenty! Deep breaths, FP, deep breaths! "I'll kill you!" I shouted. My eyes burst open and I pushed the two apart. "She's mine, remember? We are actually on a date right now - right, Fionna?" "Yeah." Fionna's eyes darted around. Gumball sighed. "I'll take you to Ooo, Fi. You must be desperate." Her blue skin flickered back to normal. "Oh... the Flame Shield is wearing off." "But..." My face fell. "We didn't get to kiss yet!" She slammed her lips on mine hurriedly. Then she pulled away, just as I started to kiss her back.