Jake stood in the kitchen, flipping pancakes for Lady Rainicorn and himself. The two decided to have breakfast at the empty treehouse that morning. He hummed along to himself, poking around at the pancakes in the skillet. Suddenly, a knock came at the door.

"Be right there!" Jake called out, putting his spatula down and turning off the stove.

He waltzed to the door, still humming. He didn't expect to see who was waiting for him behind the door.

"Hi, Jake..." Flame Princess took a step in the doorway. "Is Finn home?"

Jake gulped. Finn was just getting comfortable with his newfound interest in Marceline. Jake didn't like the idea of Flame Princess coming in and ruining it for him. She's broken his heart twice now. How much more could the guy take?

But he couldn't resist the urge to gossip, the desire to spill the beans and see the look on FP's face when he told her, "NOPE! He spent the night at Marceline's."

Jake grinned from ear to ear. He always liked starting trouble.

Flame Princess widened her eyes. She stepped back, tripping on the step below the door.

"Wha-what? What do you mean he spent the night there?" Flame Princess tried to compose herself.

"Yeah, he's been there pretty frequently. I can tell him you stopped by, though." Jake contained his laughter as best as he could. Flame Princess deserved this, he thought to himself.

"Um, yeah..." The queen's flames died down a bit. "Let him know I need to talk to him immediately...it's really important. I better get going. Bye, Jake."

Jake shut the door, but an angry Lady awaited him back at the kitchen. She began to scold him on his immature, devilish little ways. He started to feel bad for treating FP the way he did, but it was too late now. He'd just have to pass her message along to Finn. He had a feeling what she wanted to talk about.

Flame Princess stood outside in the grass for a few moments. Her world was spinning and she needed to catch her breath. Bubblegum. She needed to talk to Bubblegum. She pulled out her phone, feverishly texting PB.

"Finn is spending the night at Marceline's. What is going on here? What have we done?" She panicked. But she couldn't wait for a response from PB.

In a firey blaze, Flame Princess sprinted to Bubblegum's castle, screeching to a halt right outside when she noticed PB was in the front gardening.

"Oh, hey, Phoebe..can I help you?"

Flame Princess grabbed PB by the shoulders and shook her slightly.

"Finn's been spending the night at Marceline's!" She gasped for air. "What did we let happen? This isn't good, Bonnibel, what are we gonna do?!"

Bubblegum pushed FP off of her.

"Let them do what they want. So they've found some comfort in each other. That's not my business anymore. If Marceline wants me back when I'm ready, then that'll be that. I love her, but I don't expect her to wait around for me."

Flame Princess panicked, "Well I'm ready to be back with Finn! This is a big freaking deal to me! I went to get back together with him today and he was at HER house! PB, you have to do something! Ask her back out, do anything to get them away from each other!"

"Phoebe, I'm sorry, but it's not my business right now. I have a kingdom to run. I can't play these little kid games."

FP burned with anger. "This was all YOUR idea! Now I'm gonna lose Finn to YOUR girlfriend because you convinced me to end it! Bubblegum! You're-you're awful!" Flame Princess turned and ran to her kingdom, attempting to hold back tears.

She had to get Finn back before too much happened. She wasn't going down without a fight. There's no way Marceline loved him: she was just lonely. FP and Finn were meant to be. She'd make him see that, with or without help from Bubblegum, that backstabber.

Bubblegum shook her head nervously, "Well, someone's got to warn them," She mumbled as she pulled out her phone and began texting Marceline. She sent one text.

"If you were thinking of getting together with Finn, so is Flame Princess. Thought you deserved a warning."

Settled in a cave, Finn was dreaming about Flame Princess again. Suddenly, he felt warmth on his lips that shook him from his dream. At first he thought his dream was simply reality, but he soon came to realize that Marcy was the one who's warm kiss had startled him.

His first reaction was to continue the passionate kiss. After a few seconds, he realized how odd it felt that he was dreaming about FP while making out with Marcy.

"Hold on, hold on..." Finn caught his breath.

"Oh, yeah, good morning, I guess?" Marceline laughed.

"Where did that come from?" He blushed intensely. Didn't they just talk about taking it slow?

"I'm sorry, I just couldn't stop myself." She shrugged as if it was no big deal then continued to laugh.

Finn didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She was confusing him so much. Instead of being his usual sensitive, over-thinking self, he thought he'd take a chapter from Marcy's book.

With a huge gulp of breath and confidence, Finn started laughing with her before pulling her into him. The laughter was quickly muffled by their kiss.

Marceline grew hungry. But it wasn't the color red she desired. She took advantage of the suddenly confident young man and rolled on top of him, not breaking their kiss.

Finn felt his body tighten. His mind started to race again. Last night she barely wanted to kiss him, now her hands were wandering his body. He couldn't say he didn't enjoy it, but why the sudden change?

Marceline's hand found its way up his shirt, softly caressing his chest. She stopped kissing him and started to tear at the sides of his shirt, struggling to get it off of his body. She was ravenous, it was like watching her go into feral mode, only sexually. Eventually she got his shirt and hood off in one move.

Was this really happening? Were they about to jump to this tier already? Finn tried to be calm, but he could feel himself starting to shake as she headed for the rest of his clothes. His own desires caught up with him and he watched as his own hands pulled off her shirt.

"Hold on," he took her hands and looked her right in the eyes, "are you sure this is what you want?"

Marceline had a look of hesitation in her face. That look quickly dissolved back into aggression. She nodded with a toothy smile.

Her kissed her intensely while she lowered herself onto him. The two spent the morning entangled in each other. For that time there was no Flame Princess. There was no Bubblegum. There was no one. Just each other.