Hunson Abadeer relaxed in his chair, patting his swollen stomach from finishing his sandwich. Shifting his eyes to see a perfect sandwich intact on the plate. Picking it up he licking his lips opening his mouth ready to take a bite to instead have his sandwich be smacked to the ground. Turning around to find the culprit, his granddaughter her face screaming with rage. Her veins clearly visible throbbing with every second her hair wiping wildly in the air.
"Something bothering you, sweety." Hunson asked unafraid or moved of her granddaughter's wrath.
"The man you asked me to torture, you didn't tell me it was my boyfriend." Fionna screeched.
"Well that- wait what?" Hunson asked his mood changing quickly realizing that simple fact that was placed into the situation.
"My boyfriend, he was thew one you just made me torture again and again, why didn't you tell me." Fionna asked clenching her fist tighter slowly losing whatever calm she had left.
"Well on my defense, you did tell me your story on why you left, that you had a boyfriend, and that he died, but you never exactly told me his name." Hunson told beginning to remove Fionna's hands off him. Fionna calming down her features going back to normal. "Good, you seem to be calming down. Now let's see what I can do for our little friend." Hunson told snapping his fingers to have a small demon come at his beckon call. Fionna sliding to her knees the images of her ripping and tearing away of Ash's organs and skin. Her body giving out small twitches with every memory till she begun to shake in anger, fear, nervousness, and anguish.
A hand rested on her head, raising her head a to show a familiar being. Holding back tears she jumped up hugging Ash tightly letting her tears be soaked up by the blanket he was given to cover up. Hunson watched the scene from a distance seeing no danger in leaving the two alone he walked towards the other room for something.
~Back in OOO~
Marshall walked back home with Bubblegum at his side. After much searching and asking people of Fionna's whereabouts came back empty handed. "Well that was a waste of time." Marshall spoke running his hand through his hair. Looking next to him to see Bubblegum struggling to walk from hours of searching and walking. Bubblegum continued to walk till she was picked up from the ground. Letting out a small gasp to just see it was Marshall carrying her up. Before she could complain she decided to let it slide. Making herself comfortable by letting her head rest upon his chest, though he was cold it was better than the cold night air. Marshall continued to fly towards home unknown to him that Bubblegum had gone to sleep along the ride.
Marshall reached his destination about to tell Bubblegum to see she had fallen asleep. He let out a smile moving her hair to the side to see her smile and confined herself to his chest. Opening the door to see the living room a wreck still. All but the sofa in which his father sat in along with all his long hair next to him for some reason.
"Hey, dad. Where's mom?" Marshall asked. Finn responded with pointing to the clump of hair next to him. "Mom?" Marshall asked unsure to have the hair move slightly.
"She isn't coming out, I tried everything but she won't come out. She blames herself for having Fionna runaway." Finn told touching the top of his hair to have Marceline tighten her grip on the hair confining herself even more within Finn's hair. Finn sighed at the scene feeling Marceline grab clumps of his hair trying to find a safe place to hide and curl up in. Marshall could only watch as his mother hid herself within her father's hair while gently placing Bubblegum on the couch to rest.
The sudden ringing of the phone caught both man's attention, Finn tried to get up to remember he was to remain on the couch next to his wife's side. "I'll get it dad." Marshall spoke floating towards the phone allowing for Finn to sit back down petting the ball of hair on which his wife was within. "Dad, it's Grandpa." Marshall spoke out.
"Tell him not now, we're in a situation." Finn told not wanting to deal with Hunson at the moment. Their relationship as father in law and son in law were shaky to say the least, once getting married, Hunson has tried to convince them to rule the Nightosphere, Finn more so cause Hunson believed Finn was more convincible. That's a nice way of saying he's gullible. So it was a debate/negotiation every time they talked and he didn't want to deal with it right now. Finn continued to sit on the couch deep in thought in where in Glob's name could Fionna be. "What? You know where Fionna is?" Marshall spoke Finn hearing every word raising his head in astonishment. As well as Marceline to pop her head out of Finn's clump of hair for the first time since being inside it for so long. "Really then where- Aahh." Marshall let out from being pushed by his mother so that she could grab the phone.
"Sorry, son." Marceline apologized to hear a small groan followed by glass breaking. "Dad." Marceline spoke into the phone.
"Marceline, how long has it been since-"
"Where's my daughter." Marceline spoke angrily.
"She's down here, wanting to visit her grandpa." Hunson mused.
"I rather believe that you dragged her down there." Marceline told her voice rising to the point of screaming.
"Why Marceline, I am appalled. What kind of person do you take me for." Hunson asked sounding hurt Marceline would say that.
"You're the king of evil unless you have forgotten." Marceline told simply.
"Oh, you got me there." Hunson told there was a weird pause after that as both of them just remained quiet. "Well I gave you where she is, whether she wants to leave is her choice, bye my little demon." Hunson told hanging up the phone before Marceline could tell him to wait. Letting out a growl breaking the phone in half in her bare hand.
"Dad, you, you, FINN. Finn? Where are you?" Marceline asked looking around to show he was nowhere in sight.
"Down here." Finn spoke, Marceline letting out a gasp to see that she had unintentionally dragged Finn by his hair when she ran towards the phone.
"Sorry." Marceline told as she unraveled herself from Finn's hair.
"Oh, he gets help up but me no I'm on my own." Marshall told carefully removing shards of glass from his punctured skin.
"You're a big boy, you can deal with it." Marceline told, Marshall throwing his arms in the air while walking towards his parents. "Now then, Finn get your sword, we're visiting my father."
"On it." Finn told floating away towards his collection of swords.
"Marshall." Marceline told snapping Marshall to attention. "If we're not back in 12 hours then come get us." Marceline told, Marshall nodding his head tell her he understood. Finn came back with the sword he used to just kill Ash seeing that it would hold its own against Hunson then his other swords. Along with a carton of milk for the opening of the portal. Marceline grabbed the milk as she drew the circle with smiley face, throwing the milk unto the circle and saying the words to open the portal the wall breaking apart the temperature around the room beginning to rise dramatically the sounds of horror agony filled the room. "Now remember we only need to attack if we need to." Marceline told to Finn.
"Got it." Finn responded back. Within the portal organs beginning to animate and combine instantly as a skin and a suit draped over the organs to show the King of the Nightosphere, Hunson.
"Marceline." Hunson greeted with open arms, his face with a warm smile, which quickly changed to horror when Marceline bounced at him the sound of blows being heard as they tumbled into the Nightosphere.
"Where's my daughter." Marceline screeched as the blows continued to land.
"We'll be back soon son, this is gonna be a while." Finn told walking into the portal after his enraged wife. The portal closing right behind him leaving behind the smiling circle and a crack right in the middle of the face and the wall.
"Let's see if there's anything to eat." Marshall spoke walking towards the kitchen.
Marceline continued to punch her father's face a smile still planted on his face as each blow seemed to be simply absorbed any damage done instantly healing faster then the hits being done to him. Marceline didn't notice that fact continuing to punch him unaware that her punches were slowing down and becoming less violent. Finn stood there waiting till his wife ran out of steam which happened sooner than expected.
Marceline let beads of sweat roll down her face her breathing heavily her punches slowly dying out. Hunson remained pinned a smile still on his face as if the attack was nothing more than a little tantrum. Marceline saw that raising her fists to be stopped when she raised them. "Alright he had enough." Finn told dragging her off Hunson. Marceline struggling against him continuing to kick and scream to allow him to let her go and continue the attack. Finn didn't listen, he simply held her close not allowing her to move as he contained her. "There you go, breath, Marcy, breath." Finn told her, Marceline slowly calming down till she stopped shaking from pure rage and let out a relaxed breath. "There see, calm." Finn told petting Marceline's head. "Now." Finn spoke the sound of wind being sliced was heard. "where's our daughter Hunson before I cut off your head and put out over my fireplace, right next to the ogre head I keep in my study." Finn yelled pointing his sword to Hunson's neck. Hunson chuckled removing the sword from his neck and simply pointed towards the door behind him.
Finn and Marceline kept their eyes on Hunson. Slowly moving around Hunson, Finn keeping a sword at Hunson making their way towards the door. Marceline opening the door to be at the living room of the castle, a Persian rug on the ground covering most of the room, the fire place firmly lit, in front of it was a couch in which a sniveling girl's voice could be heard. Marceline ran inside going towards the couch ready to say her daughter's name to find her clinging to someone in closer inspection she fully knew who it was. Marceline's anger boiling, her fangs growing, nails extending to a sharp point, letting out a hiss causing both teens to jump from the surprise. Taking a step forward to rip Ash top shreds to here Finn yell. Turning to the side to see Finn pinned to the ground by Hunson's foot. Marceline placing her attention towards her husband in need. Jumping towards her father ready to strike at him to instead be grabbed in midair by the neck.
Hunson extending his arm at unbelievable lengths to grab Marceline. "Ok you two, just hang on, we need to talk about this." Hunson told to have his words fall on death's ears when the two continued to struggle to get out of his grip. Letting out a sigh about to talk again to feel Marceline's skin feel odd. Turning his head to see Marceline begin to shape shift. "This again." Hunson groaned releasing his grip on Marceline's neck to grab her entire face instead. Coiling his fingers around her head the more Marceline grew the more pain she was in as Hunson's fingers digged into her flesh. The numbing feeling of her skull crushing her brain. Raising her hands to begin clawing at her father's hand feeling and hearing as she tore through the his flesh to have it grow back before she could reach the bone. "Marceline please stop before your eyeballs pop out of their sockets." Hunson asked to feel Finn moving beneath his foot, looking down to see him get his hand free with his sword in hand. "Now Finn, what do you expect to do with that if Marceline can't even -Slice-" The sound of sword cutting through fresh flesh was heard followed by a body hitting the ground and heavy wheezing. Hunson moved his hand to his face to show it was cut clean off at the wrist.
Hunson's poker face quickly diminishing letting out a demonic shriek getting his foot off Finn tumbling backwards grabbing hold of his hand asking why it wasn't regenerating back. Finn went to his wife's side making sure she was alright. Hunson's eyes glowing bright red with anger as he changed to his true form. "Marceline you alright." Finn asked, Marceline giving out a few coughs shaking her head to show she was alright. "Good I was worried- did it get darker?" Finn questioned to have a giant shadow loom over them. Looking up to see Hunson's massive foot over them. Getting to their feet to run to be squished beneath Hunson's heavy shoe. Hunson continued to stomp on them cracks spreading the room shaking with ever foot stem causing pictures and antiques to fall and shatter on the ground.
"Grandpa, grandpa." Fionna yelled at him.
"What?" Hunson's yelled in anger.
"Their down, stop." Fionna pleaded.
"Oh, so they are." Hunson spoke turning back to normal. That sudden outburst left a giant foot print on the ground many destroyed portraits and souvenirs and an unconscious couple inside the giant footprint. "Great more things to clean up, and where's my hand?" Hunson asked looking around.
"I think you squished it." Fionna told pointing inside the footprint hole to show Hunson's squished and mutilated hand. Hunson walked inside the hole he caused picking up his severed hand to show it having bones sticking out as well as fingers bending in ways it shouldn't be.
"Great, now what to do with you two." Hunson questioned to the two unconscious people who attacked him.