A/N Hey everyone. Thanks for being patient and waiting. I know this update has taken a while but I had some serious trouble thinking up this chapter and I would like to thank my editor Turbosloth so much for actually making this chapter bearable. I would also like to thank everyone who reviewed the story or PM'ed me, it means a lot, so thanks. And finally I don't own Adventure Time.

Chapter 1: Settling in.

The twins were closing in on the pink man waiting for them. It was only then Marceline noticed something and Marshall had seen it too. They both stopped dead in their tracks, an uncomfortable gap between the two.
Marshall turned to his sister with considerable bewilderment. 'He's made of gum.'
Marceline couldn't find any words and just found herself getting confused about how in front of her was living, breathing gum... with a daughter.
Mr Bubblegum smiled at the children, obviously having seen their reaction. He closed the distance between them and eagerly held out his hand. Marshall boldly shook it first followed by the slightly more hesitant Marceline. 'Hello children. I'm Mr Bubblegum, and I'm going to be your guardian. I was a very close friend of your mother when she was younger. Oh, and before you have to ask, yes, I am made of gum, and this is my daughter.' He moved aside to reveal the young girl behind him, who stood up as tall as she could and stepped forward. She was obviously trying hard to make a good impression.
'I'm Princess Bubblegum, I'm 5 turning 6 in a few weeks, I live with my family and I am about to start attending our local primary school.' she said with a chirpy I-learnt-my-public-speaking-at-school voice.
'Ahh, hi, Princess Bubblegum' Marshall said, trying to appear confident but failing miserably. 'I'm Marshall Lee. This is my sister Marceline. We're from Aaa, and are coming to live here with you. Well at least that's what we've been told.'
'Right you are!' Mr Bubblegum said, taking a small step forward to pick up the twins bags. Marceline was slightly reluctant to hand her belongings over, not quite trusting this strange man yet. 'First order of business is to take you to my house where I have to sort a few things first, then we can go and get you some new clothes and things for new school. But we can talk about that more at the house! Follow me." He quickly turned around and headed for a large family car parked down the road. Marshall followed right behind him, leaving Marceline and the Princess at the back of the group. Marceline decided that maybe it was a good idea to talk to the gum girl, to find out some stuff about who she would be living with.
"Sooo, are you a real Princess?" She asked hesitantly, not sure how to start things off.
The princess giggled and pointed to her crown.
"Of course I am. My daddy is the ruler of Ooo."
"Wow, really?"
"Yep! The Bubblegums have ruled since the ending of the Mushroom War."
Marceline's jaw dropped. She'd just been adopted by a royal family.
"Wait, what's the Mushroom War?"
"You don't know what the Mushroom war is?" The Princess looked incredulous.
"Well, ah, no-"
Marceline began, feeling like she was slightly too dumb to even be talking to her, before she was cut off by Mr Bubblegum.
"Here we are," he called back as he motioned towards the big family sized vehicle. "Everyone in. Hey Marshall, do you wanna sit in the front with me? Give the girls some time to chat. I'll tell you about my son."
"Yeah! That'd be math!" Marshall hoisted himself up onto the passenger seat and strapped himself in. The princess motioned for Marceline to enter the back first. Giving a quick nod she found her seat, the princess close behind pulling the door shut. She slid across the luxurious leather that covered every surface of the car. The king stored the twins belongings and casually got into the drivers seat after doing a quick check of the children's seatbelts.
"Good everyone's in. So Marshall-"
The car started moving, purring along the road. Marceline felt a small tap on her arm. She turned to see radiant smile of the princess.
"Your gonna love your new home. It's got everything. TV, computers and your bed will be a bunk bed!"
Marceline looked at the girl confused, feeling even more inadequate than before.
"Ahh, princess I don't know what those are. I've heard of TV, but we didn't have one and we only had one bed. What's a bunk bed? And a computer?"
PB's smile fell.
"Oh, I'm sorry. Things must be different in Aaa. These are fun things, you know, stuff to keep you entertained. If you didn't have those, what did you do for fun?"
Marceline shrugged.
"I just played with Marshall. He's an awesome brother, we pulled all these wicked pranks together. And then there was Hambo. He's a toy our babysitter gave us before he had to go. I'd just play with them when I was bored. They're my friends."
"Did you have anyone else?"
"Nope. That's it."
PB felt bad for the girl. Only two friends.
"Well what about your babysitter?"
"Simon? He had to go, in the last few weeks he was with us, he started to act weird and one day it was like he just forgot us. My m-mum" she stumbled over the words as the loss threatened to overtake her again, as it had many times, "c-came home and f- found us alone when she got home and we never saw him again."
The princess' eyes were wide. This girls life had been terrible. Not to mention she hadn't even heard anything about her parents and she was here because she was an orphan. PB decided not to pry. She'd had enough of the sad subject of this girls life and was determined not to let it get her down.
"So, ah, let me tell you about TV-"
Marceline listened with great interest the princess explained TV and the Internet. How computers and bunk beds worked. "It's a bed, with a ladder!" Marceline found herself liking the company of the girl after the slightly awkward beginnings of what was now a firm friendship after the princess had posed the question of "do you want to be my friend", a question asked by 6 year olds everywhere, after Marceline finished telling a story of a prank she'd pulled. The girls exited the car laughing as they pulled up to a long driveway out of the biggest house Marceline had ever seen. They walked inside and were immediately greeted by a small butler dressed in red and white. Marceline was awestruck by the room. It was massive and intricate. And everything was made of candy. This was not a subtle room.
"Welcome home everyone. I'm Peppermint Butler. Miss Bubblegum, I need to escort you to your Piano lesson. You're almost late," he chided.
PB turned to the group.
"Sorry I have to go. Have fun settling into your new house. I'll come visit tomorrow!"
As the princess left Marceline and Marshall found themselves looking at each other in confusion. What had she meant by visiting tomorrow? Surely they were staying here. Mr Bubblegum picked up on the pairs confusion.
"If you two would follow me to my study I will explain everything."
He said, once again taking the lead up a large rockcandy staircase. They entered a room a lot smaller than the entrance hall. The walls were lined with bookshelves and in the center of the room was a giant toffee table. Mr Bubblegum took a seat facing the twins.
"Look, I know this has been a hard and confusing last few weeks for the two of you. So if you have any questions feel free to ask them. Now, after I'm done explaining our situation I'm going to take you to your new home, out in the grasslands. It's really close by and you'll have no trouble getting from here to there if you need anything, but for now I need to introduce you to your supervisor."
Mr Bubblegum reached under his desk and lifted up a little green rectangular device.
"His name is Beemo, and he'll be taking care of you. He can contact me at any time and I trust him completely. Say hi Beemo"
The screen of the device flickered and a small face appeared.
"Hello! I'm Beemo! I am sworn to protect you." It recited in a superhero-like robotic tone.
Marceline giggled and took an instant liking to him. It was pretty cute.
"Now," continued Mr Bubblegum. "let's get going. We need to unpack your things and get you settled in. Tomorrow we're going to take you out shopping for some new clothes and show you around the city. Sound good?"
"Yep." the twins said in unison.
"Good. Okay back to the car."
The twins followed the king back to the car, taking up their original seats, Marceline alone in the back. They drove for about two minutes before arriving at a giant treehouse. Marceline had seen a few big trees before but none even came close to this one. They retrieved their bags and walked inside, taking in their new home. After a quick tour of the facilities they were shown their room. It was slightly larger than Mr Bubblegum's study and had a massive window looking out into a picturesque hilly plain. They quickly organized their few belongings. Mr Bubblegum almost had a heart attack when he saw Marceline pull her Axe-bass from her bag and Marshall doing the same bit with an Axe-guitar. Mr Bubblegum whispered to Beemo about not letting them use them as actual weapons. After a short talk on how to properly use things like the TV, Mr Bubblegum left telling them to be up by 10:30 and that Beemo would wake them. Wishing them a good night, he drove back towards his house, leaving the twins in Beemo's care. Marceline found Beemo was sporty and kind and loved the charismatic box, while Marshall Lee would be constantly trying to sneak attack the console and get into play fights with it.
After a few hours of mucking around and watching TV, the twins retired to their room. Marceline hopped into the top bunk and pulled Hambo in close. She felt slightly cold and alone in this strange house. It wasn't fun in the dark. She wondered if she would ever see her old house again. She shook off the thought and instead cast her mind to her new home and what she would talk about with her new friend tomorrow. How exploring the city would be. Getting actual clothes. Eventually her train of thoughts reached their respective termini and she fell asleep. Come next morning she woke up to an insistent beeping sound from the little robot, signalling the start of a new day.

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