Princess bubblegum looked up from her morning paper, shocked at what she thought she'd heard from her butler.
"What?" she asked staring up at him in bewilderment. Peppermint butler looked up at her with sympathetic eyes.
"Finn the human boy has been murdered, your majesty." He said lowering his head. The princess stared at the table. She couldn't process it. Her head was already roaring with her princessly duties. Now she was finding out that her best knight, the boy she'd tried to-to…god she couldn't believe she'd done that. But he was dead. She suppressed her sobs and told her butler to ready the morrow.
At the tree fort…
Jake had called all their friends to a private funeral. Tears stood in his eyes, threatening to spill. But he didn't dare. He had to be strong for Jacklene. Marceline played the piano. A mournful tune, everything was just so…depressing. He couldn't take this. Finn wouldn't have wanted such sadness.
The princess was taking this especially hard. She felt the whole thing was her fault. She cried so much. Everyone tried to console her, but all the sympathy in the world couldn't make up for what she'd done. She felt like a murderer. And now here she sat, in a large chair, black lacy dress billowed around her, tears trailing down her face.
After the funeral…8:26 pm
"Daddy?" Jake turned to see his daughter, sitting up expectantly in her bed. He smiled halfheartedly.
"Yes honey?" she gave him great big puppy dog eyes.
"Will you sing me a lullaby?" Jake paused, ear twitched slightly. He went out into the living room, picked up his mother's music box from a shelf up high, and returned to her room. He turned the handle slowly and the small dogs moved their arms, playing the first few notes to the songs.
"Don't be weepy sleep puppies
Slip your slippers on your footies
In the morning you'll get goodies
Puppy hats and puppy hoodies
No stripes or polka dots,
Heather gray and feather soft
Baby pink or baby blue
All the draw strings you can chew." He finished the song, absentmindedly reminded of Me-Mow and Wildberry Princess. She looked at him, eyes half closed.
"Daddy?"
"Yeah?'
"Is uncle, Uncle Finn," she yawned in midsentence, "is he with glob now?" Jake nodded, looking at the floor.
"And is he with mommy?" Jake nodded slowly, pulling the covers up to her chin.
"That's enough chit chat little puppy." He kissed her forehead. "Now go to sleep." She yawned.
"g'night dad. I'll see in ya in the morning."
"g'night kiddo." He said, closing the door behind him. He secured the doors around the house. Murder leaves one in a tense, panicked state. He wouldn't stand for this. He wasn't gonna let some low-life come into his home and kill his family. He needed to find the murderer. And he needed to do it right away. He found an old detective's hat in the basement. He fished around for a pipe (it blew bubbles.) suddenly there was a knock on the door.
"Peppermint butler?" the candy man stood outside, shuffling about nervously.
"I hear your looking for a murderer?"
"Wow. Word sure gets around." The butler held up a magnifying glass.
"Are you ready to go on a mystery, Sherlock Holmes?" Jake grinned.
"Only if you are Watson."
Yay! Another chapter. Next chapter, we search out suspects.