After explaining the story, they all waited for a response from the old man. It had been twenty minutes since lift off and he was still speechless. They all stared at each other, wondering if he had forgotten or something. He finally spoke up. "You chaps are in one hell of a mission," he laughed, everyone took a sigh of relief,

"We thought you'd never answer," Phoebe laughed,

"So, you kids are only doing this because your friend over there said so?" Bill raised an eyebrow,

"That's pretty much it," Marceline eyed Finn,

"We don't really enjoy this world anymore, it's messed up. We kinda wanna get out of it. That's why we're trusting Finn to get us out," Bonnibel smiled,

"Do you have proof that he's not lying? An Orb for example? You did say something about orbs in the story. Have you got any yet?"

"Yeah," Phoebe pulled her fire Orb out,

"Here's another," Simon pulled the ice Orb out,

"Well, that's enough proof for me," Bill glanced at the Orbs,

"We need to find two more," Finn told him,

"Which ones?"

"Candy and slime," Finn said,

"We're getting candy next," Bonnibel spoke up,

"That's why we're headed to Melanesia, huh? To go to the sugar cane forest and go to the source of sugar. A.K.A candy,"

"You know your way around," Simon smiled,

"I own a helicopter. What else am I gonna do other than explore the world?"

"True," Greg nodded,

"Who's candy? I mean- Who's going to be holding the candy Orb?" Bill asked,

"Me," Bonnibel placed her hand in the air as if she was in school,

"Why you?"

"Cause she's sweet," Marceline smirkered, staring out the window. Bonnibel laughed and blushed,

"Plus, I love candy," Bonnibel pointed out,

"Don't we all?" Finn asked rhetorically,

"Also true," Greg chimed on once more, everyone looked over at him. He quickly turned to the window,

"How much longer until we make it to Melanesia?" Simon asked,

"A long time,"

"How long is a long time?" Finn asked,

"Twenty six and a half hours," Bill clarified,

"UGH!" SP finally joined into the conversation,

"We're all tired too, SP," Marceline glared at her and rolled her eyes,

"It's so long though!"

"Did you get over your cold yet?" Bonnibel asked her,

"I'm nearly over it," SP sneezed,

"It's okay, you can do it," Phoebe wrapped her arm around her,

"I hope so," she sniffled,

"Where are we now?" Greg piped up,

"Half way to the Tribhuvan Airport,"

"Okay... That's not bad, we're just gonna have to get comfortable and take naps to pass the time," Bonnibel smiled through the mental pain,

"Especially you, SP. You need lots of sleep," Simon looked over at her,

"Psh yeah! You kept falling over," Marceline snickered,

"Shut up!" SP coughed,

"Be quiet, Marceline. You wouldn't like it if you were sick either," Bonnibel glared at her,

"Whatever. It was funny," Marceline fist bumped Finn.

After an hour, Bill spoke up. "So, what are your names? Forgive me if I forgot them. I've got an old mind," Bill asked them,

"I'm pretty sure we didn't tell you," Finn said,

"Okay, me first. I'm Simon Petrikov,"

"My name is Finn Mertens,"

"Marceline Abadeer,"

"Bonnibel Bubblegum,"

"Phoebe Flame,"

"Stacy Pauler,"

"And I'm Greg Walsh," he finished up,

"Well, I'm Bill Clark. Nice to meet you all," he smiled,

"Thanks, how much longer now?" Bonnibel asked,

"Twenty five and a half,"

"What time is it?" Marceline asked,

"6:00pm," Finn answered looking at his phone,

"So. Long," SP slouched,

"You kids seriously need to stop asking me every hour. You have phones don't you?"

"Yeah but we can't check them every so often. They'll die. I've already used half my battery since the last time I charged it. And that was on the way to Mount Everest!" Finn exclaimed,

"Same here. Mine's on sixty five percent!" Marceline complained,

"You kids and your phones... We didn't have phones back in my day!" Bill told them,

"I've heard that too many times by old dudes," SP sighed,

"Don't give me attitude, Stacy Pauler," Bill glared at her through his review mirror,

"Ugh whatever. I'm gonna take a nap," SP stretched,

"Lay on my lap if you want," Phoebe suggested,

"Thanks Phoebs," SP yawned and layed down on her lap, slowly falling asleep