Mama Tree Trunks chapter four
Finn and Jake were playing BEEMO when suddenly, his batteries died.
"Aww man BEEMO!" Jake groaned.
"Yeah! At the best part too!" Finn griped. It was a cold rainy day in the land of Ooo. Raining knives to be exact, so adventuring was out of the question. Finn leaned back against the couch, thinking of Tree Trunks. He hoped she'd be ok with the ex-lord of evil living in her house. Jake grinned, sensing his bro's thoughts.
"She's cool homie." Finn looked over at him.
"How do you know?"
"Cause Marcy's dad has feelings under all that scary. Remember how moved he was with Marcy's song? And how was so sorry and all that biz?"
"Yeah."
"Besides," he continued. "I think TT kinda like-like's him." Finn stared at his brother.
"That's the creepiest thing you could've said man." Jake only shrugged.
"Whatevs only stating the obvious."
"How do you even know that?" he asked, curious as to how his stretchy companion could tell.
"I dunno. You know what it's like to like-like someone. She just looks like it." He thought for a moment. "Plus she smells like it." He said pointing to his nose. Finn laughed. Then he got serious again.
"Jake?"
"Yeah brother?" he asked, kicking his feet up on the table, eyes closed.
"How do you know what it's like? When you like someone, ya know, how can you tell?" Jake considered this for a moment.
"I dunno man. It's just something you're sure about. Like how you were with Ricardio."
"Oh." They sat in silence for a while, lost in their own thoughts. Until Finn said,
"Jake? Do you like-like Lady Rainicorn?" Jake peered at him through the corner of his eye. Then he sighed.
"I dunno brother." He looked at the ceiling. "I dunno." They fell into another bout of silence for a considerable amount of time.
"Jake?"
"Hmmm?"
"Do…um, d-do you uh, you know, um…" he stammered.
"Whatsup man? Spit it out." He turned to look his friend straight in the eye.
"Do you like-like me?" Jake looked at him funny.
"Course dude, you're my brother. But that's a different kind of like-like." Finn shook his head, blushing furiously.
"No, man, no. do you like-like me different than your bro?" Jake was giving him a strange look now. He couldn't tell what he was thinking.
"Um…Finn..." he couldn't think of how to explain this to the human. He sighed, turning his head away. Finn bit his lip. Maybe he shouldn't have said anything. He didn't wanna get…rejected. Jake rubbed the back of his head.
"Um… Finn, listen, you're my brother and I care about you, but…" he didn't know how to place what he meant into words. Finn stared at him. And then suddenly, and rather brutally, rammed his lips into Jake's.
Jake only sat there, shocked as his brother kissed him. What should he do? What could he do? This was wrong, he was a dog, he was a kid, he was a guy, he had a girlfriend, he was his brother, this was wrong! But then, if it was wrong, why did it feel so right? He didn't care anymore. He gave in. he'd caved. He kissed back. But the boy was getting scared now. He pulled away. They sat in an awkward silence.
"So is that a yes?" Jake grinned at the blushing boy.
"For defs." And they sat, with Finn lying in his brothers lap as the two dozed off to sleep on the couch, listening to the clinking of metal as knives fell out of the clouds and pelted the roof of the tree house.
Little did they know a certain video game had witnessed the whole thing.
Heh. I'm sorry I just needed to do this. No flames please. Next chapter , things get intense.