Once upon a time, as Fionna the Human and Cake the Cat were coming back from an heroic mission, the blonde girl began to sing in a electronic voice:
Baby!
I know what you need.
You want your little baby socks, for your little baby feet.
Baby!
I know what you crave.
You want to poop your pants all day long. Well, baby behave!
"Hey, how can you sing like that, honey?" Cake asked, enjoying the tone.
"Remember when I swallowed that little computer?"
"Oh, yeah," she recalled.
They reached a small house and dropped off fruits and a string of sausages at the doorstep, where they were asked to deliver them.
"Alright, Stacy. You and your family are safe... Again…" Fionna told her, walking away from the door.
"Seriously, Stacy. For a watermelon you get into trouble way more often than you should."
They then made their way home, walking across the Grass Lands as Cake was humming. Suddenly, a small pink creature with no arms nor legs came behind Cake and knocked her off feet.
"What the... Shmow-zow! Look at that!" Fionna exclaimed, amazed at the whistling creature that made her squishy arms and legs come out.
"That... is the most adorable thing I have ever seen," Cake admitted, "and she loves your baby song. Sing some more of it, honey."
"Alright," she agreed.
Baby!
You lookin' so good.
You lookin' like you might...
want some baby food.
"Keep it going, girl," Cake laughed as the creature was dancing along.
Baby!
You lookin' so fine.
You lookin' like you might…
just start cryin'.
"Honey!" Fionna declared, "this girl... is a gal for life! It looks like she's got two jiggly bellies stuck together."
"I've got that on my back," she chuckled, "I call it my butt."
The creature jiggled her butt.
"She's the Jiggler," Fionna laughed, before turning to their new friend, "you are the best thing ever. Let's take the Jiggler back to the house and just stick her by our bed so we can wake up..."
"Next to a little dancing girl every morning!" both girl said at once.
And here they were back to the Tree Fort with the Jiggler. Fionna kept and kept on signing.
I gotta tuck you in,girl
I gotta sing you sweet melodies about babies.
Yeah!
"Welcome to your new home," she welcomed the pink creature, "feast your eyes on... everything!"
The Jiggler whistled, on Fionna's bunny hat. The girl then grabbed her toothbrush, tearing it in half vertically.
"What are you doing?" Cake wondered.
"Splitting my toothbrush in half, so she can use half," Fionna explained.
"Here you go," she handed the half to the Jiggler, "it's for your teeth. Like this."
She then mimed how to brush teeth. The creature followed, swishing the toothbrush around the inside of her mouth.
"Yeah! You got it."
"Enough hygiene," Cake declared, putting a record into a phonograph, "Let's get to it!"
Everyone danced when they heard the music. The Jiggler held the toothbrush in her tiny hand as the two girls tried to copy her moves.
"Yeah! Toothbrush dance," Fionna laughed, "this is cool!"
They danced all day long, breaking a few furniture by excitement.
"Dance... dance…" Fionna yawned once night had come, "I'm not tired! How about you, Cake?"
Cake could not reply, sleeping on the floor.
"Maybe we should go upstairs," she said, grabbing the Jiggler and climbing the ladder.
Once on her bedroom, she placed the Jiggler in her bed.
"You can have the comfiest spot on the bed. Goodnight," she whistled as the Jiggler whistled back.
She then blew out the candel, curled up on the end of her bed, and felt asleep without any issue.
"Mornin', Cake!" Fionna greeted her, coming to the kitchen as the sun had already settled.
"Mornin'," she yawned.
"Are you ready to get down?" she jumped before pushing her voice to get it all electronic, "let's get this party started!"
"Yeah, ok," she laughed.
"Where's the little girl?" she suddenly realized.
"Over there," she pointed out with a tea cup.
"Hey, girl," Fionna called the Jiggler, who was face-down on the back of their bench, looking sick and tired, "you ready to cut loose? Wake and shake, girl. Let's do this thing!"
She whistled and the Jiggler whistled back pathetically.
"Slam-a-cow!" Cake swore, "that fool looks rumped."
"What do you mean?"
"Well, look at her," she explained, "she's all limp... and weird."
"Aww... I bet she just needs some breakfast after a night of extraordinary jiggling. Hey!," Fionna thought, "let's combine everything we can find in the kitchen... and have the Jiggler drink it! That'll wake her up! And then we can... Get doooowwwn!"
She whistled weakly once more as she heard the electronic voice.
"She doesn't want to drink that goop, honey," Cake confessed.
"Then let's just give her some, uh…" she tried to remember the name as she reached for food in her backpack, "purple whatevers."
"You mean the grapes?" she corrected her.
"Yeah. Whatever," she said, feeding the Jiggler a grape, letting her swallow slowly, "Hey! I think she's diggin' it!"
"That doesn't sound good," Cake argued as her body contorted and she made a strange humming noise.
The Jiggler's body suddenly changed color and shape as the adventurers screamed.
"Uh, you think we... think we fed the wrong hole?" Cake guessed as she saw a gray juice coming from one of the Jiggler's holes.
"Nah. She just doesn't like purple whatevers," she noticed as Caked flipped her upside-down, "what we need to do is figure out what she does like to eat."
"Here, Jiggler," she called, bringing drawing she made, "what kind of food do you like? Meat? Some banana? This looks like corn... I think. Uh... hot dog. Stacy the watermelon."
She turned her horrible drawings to the creature, that failed her arms.
"Look! Cake! she likes it!" she exclaimed as the Jiggler pulled the drawings off of the paper, "Wow!"
"No way!" Cake shouted as the Jiggler slurped the drawings into her mouth to eat them.
"Her favorite food... is drawings!" Fionna realized, "Awesome!"
"Holy fig, that's awesome! What food are you drawing now?"
"I'm drawing a picture of you," the human confessed.
"Well, don't feed it me!" she asked, distressed.
"Come on," she laughed, offering the drawing to their friend, "eat her up, Jiggler!"
"No!," Cake whimpered as the Jiggler slurped the drawing off of the paper, pulling her away before she could eat it.
The drawing of Cake floated towards them and the cat ran away with the creature.
"Ahhh! Keep it away! Shoo! Shoo!" she screamed.
"Alright. Alright," Fionna said, grabbing the drawing, "I got it. Calm down... I'll eat it. Ahhhhh."
"Honey!" Cake snapped as her best friend opened her mouth wide, taking the drawing from her, "you eating me is just as bad as the Jiggler eating me."
"Well... You gonna eat yourself, strong girl?"
"Yes. If that is what must be done," she pondered a little before putting the drawing in her mouth, chewing and swallowing, "I taste awesome."
"Ok. Alright," Fionna laughed, "now, let's get back to some jiggling!"
"I'll get the tunes!"
Both girls started dancing, unnoticing the Jiggler shaking and withering.
"Like this. Yeah! Woo! Come on Jiggler! Wiggle and whistle!" Fionna shouted.
"Yeah, Jiggler. Go nuts!" Cake added, "go nuts like t here's bugs on your butts!"
But the sickly Jiggler only shook her head as gray juice spurted out of the hole on top of her head and she collapsed.
"Jiggler?" Fionna grasped.
"What the heck? What's wrong with her?"
"Uh…" she pondered, "there's nothing wrong with her. We just gotta plug up her holes."
She stuck her finger into the hole that was gushing juice.
"See? That worked. Ready to jiggle again, cutie?" she smiled but juice came out from another hole, "Whoa!"
"Oh, man…" Cake swore as she plugged the hole but another was already leaking, "quick! We gotta plug those holes!"
"Cake, hurry!" Fionna urgued as Cake walked away, leaving juice splatter Fionna.
"All I could find was your glass eye collection!" Cake confessed from another room.
"What about your eyepatch collection?" she wondered.
"Aw, honey," she argued, "they're in mint condition."
"Cake!"
"Alright!" she agreed, taking both collections, "Coming!"
Soon the Jiggler's holes were all plugged by glass eyes and eye-patches.
"She looks terrible," Cake had to admit, seeing the mess their friend had become, "Fionna, I know you don't want to hear this, but I think we should cut our losses and bring this fella back to where we found her."
"We can't just abandon her," she argued, "look at her, Cake. she needs us now more than ever. Just need to take better care of you from now on, right cuttie?"
The Jiggler could not say a word before swelling and exploding, spraying pink juice everywhere.
"Jiggler!" they shouted.
The Jiggler's body stretched in every direction and draped the inside of the Tree Fort like taffy.
"Oh... Fionna," she called as her best friend was screaming distressingly, "ok... Our pet exploded."
" Maybe we can... scrape her up! And... eyuhh…" she tried, "oh, holy moly! Don't worry, Jiggler. We'll fix you."
She whistled and the Jiggler tried to whistle back, but only makes wet noises.
"Let's gather her up, Cake," she urgued, walking in the room, "she's all over the place... even between the floorboards!"
"And the cupboards!
"And the galoshes!"
"I wonder… where's her heinie?" Cake asked before looking around and finding it on their phonograph, "Found it! Come here, you!"
But the heinie jumped away and ran. Hopefully, Cake managed to catch it. Once all gathered, they bringing her back together.
"Come on. Let's put her back together." Fionna said.
"Ok."
"Squeeze real hard. She's slipping!"
"Got her!" Cake assured, hugging her best friend with the Jiggler in between them.
"Well, at least she's all in one piece," Cake sighed as the creature was merely a globular mass. "sheesh. You think she's dead?
"No way!" she argued, "I won't let you die, girl! Not this time."
"Fionna," she called as she was kissing the creature, "stop it, honey. What are you doing?"
"I'm kissing her! What do you think? It's all I could think to do."
"Just put her down," she adviced.
Fionna laid her down and the Jiggler made kissing motions with her lips. The Jiggler then stood back on all four and began leaving many different colored kiss-marks on the floor.
"She's kissing colors with her dying breath," Fionna let out.
"I think she's trying to tell us something," Cake guessed as the kisses were painting something, "Fionna, this looks like it could be her daddy Jiggler!"
The picture showed a huge Jiggler. The poor baby crawled up to the image of her father and hugged it, whistling.
"We took this child away from her daddy, Cake," Fionna realized, "we're kidnappers and murderers! I just wanted to have fun and jiggle!"
"Look... Chill out, ok?" she reassured her, "we can fix this. Check it out, her dad looks like he's out by Stacy's house... where we found the Jiggler. If we get her back to him, he 'll be able to fix her up!"
"Then there's no time to spare," she nodded, picking up the Jiggler.
Both girls rushed to the Grass Lands,, near where they found the Jiggler.
"Shhh," Fionna whispered to the Jiggler, "Just hold on a little longer, girl."
"Did you hear that?" Cake asked as she heard a sound in the distance, "whistling!"
The noise led them to a cavity in the trees where they found a big Jiggler in a crater, washing five other babies.
Meanwhile, a snail was waving, unnoticed.
"Perpendicular! It's the daddy!" Fionna exclaimed as the Jiggler stretched towards them and whistled pathetically.
"Look! The cuttie wants to go home!" Cake noticed.
"Well" she said, putted her down, "this is it, honey."
"Be well," Cake waved at her.
As the Jiggler walked to daddy Jiggler and he sniffed her, he went into a rage, screeching and changing colors.
"Hey! Stop that!" Fionna yelled, fending off daddy Jiggler and carrying the Jiggler to safety.
"I don't understand. That crazy daddy almost killed her."
"She feels cold," Cake noticed.
"What are we supposed to do now, sis?" Fionna wondered, "we can't bring her home, or she'll... or she'll…"
She teared up and the Jiggler deflated a little.
"Dang it!" she swore, "why doesn't he love her? I love her! You love her! It's not fair! Ahhhh!"
"Fionna, wait!" Cake tried as the human was running towards the daddy with the Jiggler in her arms.
He went into a rage again and attacked her.
"Daddy's supposed to love baby! He 's supposed to love baby!" Fionna explained to the big Jiggler.
"Huh?" Cake noticed the other babies floating in the pool of gray juice, sniffing the air then herself,
"Oh, man!"
"It's yours, idiot!" Fionna yelled as she jumped up on top of daddy Jiggler's head and held the Jiggler up close to his face, "Don't you recognize your own baby?"
"Fionna!" Cake called as she stretched her arms to grab Fionna and pull her back, "I figured it out, honey. It's the juice. The Jiggler needs to smell like her daddy's juice. That's how wild animals know what's going on... and this cutie right here is all drained out. We gotta toss it in the soup, sister."
"Alright. Ok," she agreed then turned to the Jiggler, "I loved you, baby. I hope you know that. Word to your fatheeeerrrrr!"
She tossed her. The Jiggler flew through the air and landed in the pool of juice, she then looked normal and began to whistle. Daddy Jiggler picked her up and sniffed her, then held her against his cheek and they both whistled.
"Awww…" Fionna melted, "I'll never kidnap again."
"You said it! That was a nightmare," Cake agreed.
They both stayed a while longer to watch the loving family back together and then went back home.
THE END