Hey, hope you're enjoying the story so far. I might need to improve a bit though. Anyway my motivation for more chapters comes from people liking this story and reviewing it so remember that.
Aaron looked around the grassy plain, green as far as the eye could see. On the horizon he could faintly make out the shape of the candy kingdom. His eyes got watery as it finally dawned on him.
"We did it, we're here."
"You okay?" asked Alain.
"Yeah, best I've been my entire life. Come on, it's just waiting for us."
He and Alain started towards the Candy Kingdom, Aaron was so anxious the time it took to get there seemed to take an eternity. At last they reached the kingdom where Aaron ran inside as fast as he could.
"Candy people! Gumball Guardians! The castle! It's all here, it's all real!"
He ran around with Alain struggling to keep up.
"Slow down man!"
"There's a banana guard!"
He ran up to the guard.
"Hey, how is it going?"
"Um it's going good…I think."
"This is gonna sound weird but…can I smell you?"
"Okay." Said the guard nonchalantly.
*Sniiiiiifff* "Ah…bananas."
Alain appeared sweating and out of breath. The banana guard looked at him with a frown.
"Can we stop running? Or at least get something to eat?"
"Yeah, okay."
Walking down the streets Aaron looked around the streets. Looking at the passing candy people with a big grin.
"You sure seem…happy."
"Yeah, I only dreamed something like this would happen. I seriously gotta thank Nathan the next time I see him. Now let's find a good place to eat. Hopefully a place that doesn't just sell candy. Ah, how about that one."
The both stopped by a medium sized shop at the end of a lane with big glass windows labeled the "Dessert Diner". They both walked in and were greeted by an ice cream man.
"Welcome to the Dessert Diner. Please choose one of the seats available"
He looked nervously at Alain for a second but then turned away when Alain looked at him. He guided them to some seats available then gave them some menus.
"You guys ready now or you want some time?"
"Yeah." Said Aaron. "I'll have the meatball mountain, Alain'll have it too."
"Me?"
"Yeah you, you're so skinny it's making me worried."
The waiter nodded without a word and shuffled off. Alain looked at the guy as he walked off.
"Did I say something to offend him?" he asked.
"Nah, that guy is probably just nervous because you're a demon. He's probably worried you're gonna hurt him."
"Seriously? I'd sooner worry if he's gonna hurt me."
They continued talking and the food arrived. The ice cream handed Aaron's food, then delicately set down Alain's while avoiding eye contact and shuffled off.
"So what are you gonna do in Ooo first?" asked Alain.
"Are you kidding, I couldn't count all of the things I wanna do here. Go see some of Bubblegum's inventions, go meet Finn and Jake, eat part of the buildings in the candy kingdom, see what crazy things Peppermint Butler is doing. I can't wait."
They finished their food, though Alain, not used to lots of food couldn't finish his. So the employee came over.
"A-are you done eating?"
"Yeah, great food."
Aaron fished around in his pocket looking for something. He pulled out a twenty dollar bill and handed it to the guy who looked at it with surprise.
"Huh? This…is what you're giving me?"
"Is there a problem?" asked Alain confused. The ice cream man paled.
"N-no…no problem at all."
He walked past the counter and left the shop when they weren't looking. Aaron stood up and stretched.
"That was good stuff, come on let's go check out the rest of the kingdom." Alain and Aaron left the dishes and opened the door to leave to find banana guards waiting for them.
"That's them!" said the ice cream. "They're the ones who tried to trick me with counterfeit money and scare me into silence when it didn't work."
"Wait, what?! I didn't mean to do any of that, hold on."
"Get him!" said a guard.
Aaron turned to but his friend grabbed him.
"What are you doing? Let go!"
"We're just gonna make it worse."
"This is the place I've always wanted to be. If I had to spend it in a jail cell that would be absolute torture."
The two desperately ran through the streets pushing people out of the way with the banana guards in hot pursuit.
"Hey!"
"Watch it!"
"Sorry about that!" Aaron shouted back as he kept running.
"Stop!"
Another group of guards were waiting for them ahead. Aaron gritted his teeth then pulled Alain down an alleyway. Knocking over trash cans to slow down the guards. One of the guards tripped over the trash can and another tripped over the fallen guard continually bumping into each other. Aaron panted, being forced stop as he reached a dead end. The annoying sound of the guard's "WEEWOOWEEWOO" was getting louder.
"What do we do?"
"Just…give me a minute."
"They're getting closer!"
"Just give me a minute!"
All of the sudden the wall moved to the side and a strange pair of peered at them through the darkness.
"In here, quick!"
The two didn't waste time getting in and the man moved the fake wall back into place. The banana guards reached the dead end confused. Then turned around and ran the other way unsure of what to do. Meanwhile Aaron and Alain walked down a dark stairway, neither of them able to make out the man's face in the darkness.
"I see you're having problems with the law."
"No! That's a mistake we-"
"I don't need to hear it, right now no matter what happened the think you're guilty. Which means you are looking at a couple of years."
"Why did you help us? Who are you?" asked Aaron suspiciously.
They reached the end of the hallway and arrived in a dimly lit room.
"I'm the one who asks the questions. You may call me "The Candyman".
He walked across the room and sat in a lavish chair turning the chair's back to them as Aaron turned on the lights.
"You boys work for me and I'll keep you hidden and well paid."
"What do you guys do?"
"What don't we do? Smuggling, stealing, making sure people know who's in charge, we do lots of stuff."
"What about Bubblegum?"
"That pink pampered princess? She's too distracted by her science and her royal duties to notice the small problems. The guards are incompetent, annoying at best. Long as we try and stay moderately quiet Bubblegum ain't gonna go looking for no trouble she doesn't already see. You in?"
"I dunno." said Alain. "Isn't that kinda wrong?" Aaron got an excited look in his eyes.
"Dude, it'll be like joining the Mafia!"
"The what?"
"We're in!"
"Alright then." Candyman turned around he was smoking a pipe in which the smoke seemed to cover his face. "Let's see what I'm working with."
He turned to Alain and gave him a quick look. "You, you would make the perfect muscle."
"Me?"
"Yeah you. Look at you, small eyes, ya got bony arms with claws on the end, horns, I can see your ribs through your red skin. You my friend, are downright terrifying, and I can work with that." "But I-"
"Aba! No buts. Now then, black hair, what are you good at?"
Aaron smiled. "I've got lots of other worldly knowledge you might find useful."
Nathan trudged through the snow, his breath visible in the cold. Looking ahead he could see the broken ice kingdom. Ice King was standing around, trying to get penguins to move big blocks of ice. Upon seeing Nathan he waved excitedly and ran over.
"Hey there you are, it's about time you got here." Nathan looked at him confused.
"We've…never met before."
"That great, say, can you give me a hand here?"
"I don't know…"
"Come on, are you gonna let an amazing guy like me do all of this work by himself?"
Ice King stared at him with a sharp toothed grin waiting for him to say something.
*Sigh* "Fine…what are we doing?"
"Hee hee hee…"
Ice King ran over back to where the penguins were working.
"Finn's gf princess toasty buns went all crazy and attack me, now my place is like this. I need you to move all these blocks of ice so I can find all my junk, then I can get this all fixed up. I tried to get everyone else to do it but they couldn't move a single block. Somebody's been having way too many fishcakes."
The penguins looked down out of sadness. Nathan patted the nearest one.
"It's okay Gunther."
"Actually that one's Gunter."
"Whatever."
Nathan got to work moving the ice, it was heavy and his hands got numb if he held on to it for too long.
"Hnnnng…GUH!" The block fell over with a thud and he began picking up the stuff under it. He looked with mild annoyance at Ice King who was making a princess out of the snow.
"I was supposed to HELP you, not do this myself."
"You are helping me, if you weren't here I'd have to do all that."
Nathan muttered under his breath. "I ain't doing this for free."
Taking a moment to catch his breath he continued working. After 30 minutes and numb hands he sat down under a large pine tree to take a break. Ice King approached him.
"Whoo…tough work am I right or what?"
Nathan, irritated, didn't say anything.
"Come on, don't be like that, here, these always perk me right up."
He grabbed Nathan's hands and dropped something into them. Nathan opened his hands.
"Ugh, frozen prunes. Thanks…I guess."
"So…how long is this gonna take?" asked Ice King.
"Well if I had HELP it might not be so bad, otherwise it'll take about…2 hours?"
"Great, can you wake me in that time?"
"Whatever, it's not like you're helping by being awake."
Ice King walked over to the pile of recovered items and got into his bed. The penguins bundled up next to him and fell asleep.
"Wow…I actually want to try that."
He went back to work and after 22 more minutes he found what he was looking for and grinned.
"The book of Fridjutsu, this was easier than I thought. Hmm, it's a little wet but I can still read it."
He tucked the book away in his jacket and then turned to leave. Nathan got a couple of steps before he stopped and looked back at the sleeping Ice King.
*Sigh* "I guess I might as well at least finish." Later the Ice King woke up. He yawned stretching and smacked his lips.
*Yaaaaaaaaaaaawwn* "Mmm? Oh hey, he's done." He turned to Gunther. "Gunther…Gunther…"
He poked the penguin in the side. Gunther turned over in his sleep and covered himself with Ice King's beard.
"Gunther!"
Ice King's beard smacked Gunther off the bed and face first into the snow.
"Gunther, what time is it?"
"Wenk."
"Then go figure it out."
Gunther, still half asleep waddled to the pile of junk and fished out as clock.
"Well…?"
"Wenk."
"What?! That late?! And he just up and left too. Well that guy's not getting a tip."