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This is Moonstar coming at you with one of my favorite episodes! Please R&R!

CHARACTERS:

Cake—Fionna's best friend/adoptive sister and Mo-Chro's girlfriend. She doesn't look much like Jake aside from their body proportions. She has white eyes in which the black pupils become circular if surprised, excited, shocked, or scared. She has a cat muzzle and a small nose (compared to Jake's), cat ears, white fur with many coffee colored spots, and a large bushy tail. Cake may know Morse code in order to speak to Lord Monochromicorn, similar to how Jake knows Korean in order to speak to Lady Rainicorn. Cake plays a hammered dulcimer, as opposed to a viola. Her tail "frizzes out" if it is agitated or worried. As a Lumpy Space 'cat', she is a light color of maroon with large spots of fuchsia to match her coffee-colored spots. Her tail is now lumpy and more beaver-tail-like.

Fionna—is a 13-year-old adventurer and Cake's adoptive sister. While usually appearing as black dots, her eyes are seen as blue when enlarged. She wears a rabbit-themed hat (similar to Finn's bear-themed hat) with exposed locks of blonde hair. Unlike Finn, her neck is shown. Her outfit includes a teal blue shirt with elbow-length sleeves, a dark blue skirt, and knee-high socks with two thin horizontal stripes at the top. Fionna is heavier set than. She has a green backpack (similar to Finn's) and Mary Jane shoes. Her name was officially changed from "Fiona" to "Fionna," presumably to make it more similar to Finn's name. The pronunciation, however, has remained unchanged. Like Finn and his crush on Princess Bubblegum, it is revealed in many portraits posted that Fionna has a crush on Prince Gumball. Fionna has buck teeth like a rabbit. Fionna, like Finn, is Cake's adoptive sister. It is shown that as a Lumpy Space girl, she is about 3 feet tall. The top of her has two long white lumps like her hat. The bottom of her is the same as her skirt. She has a small mass of yellow for her small piece of hair.

The Bouncers—are type of creatures that live in the Land of Aaa. The Baby Bouncer is ball-shaped and the color pine green with celeste-colored arms and legs that can appear and disappear. She also has multiple holes all over her body. When moving, The Baby Bouncer will make her legs and arms disappear and will roll around like a ball. The Baby Bouncer also has siblings, though with unknown genders, there colors are amaranth, crimson, amber, burgundy, olive, lime green, and orchid. The biggest of them all is the Father Bouncer, who is about the height of a house. Although he has the same shape and holes as the Baby Bouncers, he has multiple colored parts such as an apricot-colored arm and a coral-colored leg.

THE BOUNCER

Fionna and Cake walked away from the burning castle and seemed not to notice the agonizing screams coming from it. They walked on, carrying cantaloupes, licorice, and other things.

"Baby," Fionna sang in an auto-tuned voice.

"Ooh!" Cake said.

"I know what you need."

"What's that?"

"You need some little baby socks.

For your little baby feet!"

Cake cheered as Fionna span around.

"Baby,"

"Yeah?"

"I know what you crave."

"Oh yeah, what's that?"

"You want to party all day and all night long,

Well Baby, behave!"

"Hey, how can you sing like that, girl?" Cake asked.

"You remember when I swallowed that little TV?"

"…Oh yeah."

They came to a small brick house. They set down the 2 cantaloupes, a long string of licorice, 4 malt balls, a rather large peach, and a papaya.

"Ok, Stacy," Fionna told a cantaloupe, "You and your family are safe. Again."

"Seriously, Stace," Cake said, "For a cantaloupe, you get into trouble much more often than you should."

Later, as Cake and Fionna went past a large cake-like tree trunk, Cake was whistling the song, and Fionna occasionally hummed to the beat.

A small, round-shaped creature bounced from behind a tree trunk and stared at Cake a moment before beginning to whistle the song. It was a strange bluish pink color and had many holes around its body.

It bounced up behind Cake and jumped on her head, causing Cake to jump at the whistling object.

"Wha—?" Fionna exclaimed, turning to the creature. "SHMOW-ZOW!" She exclaimed and the creature hopped onto the ground and sprouted arms and legs out of four of its many holes, waving them to its whistling. "Look at that!"

"That is the most adorable thing I have ever seen," Cake swooned. "And it likes your Baby song! Sing some more of it, girl!"

"Okay," Fionna said,

"Baby,

You're looking so good!"

The creature began to bounce around to the music.

"It looks like you might

Want some baby food."

"Keep going, Fi!" Cake cheered, watching the creature dance.

"Baby,

You're looking so fine!

You look like you might

Just start cryin'."

Cake and Fionna laughed and collapsed onto the ground next to the creature.

"This girl is a pal for life!" Fionna said, picking up the creature. "She looks like a really bouncy ball."

"I know why she's bouncy!" Cake said, bobbing up and down, "She just has a sugar craze!"

The creature jumped from Fionna's arms and began to bounce.

Fionna laughed. "She's a Bouncer! She's the best thing ever! Let's take the Bouncer to our house! Let's stick her by our beds—"

"—And wake up to a little dancing thing every morning!" Cake and Fionna said in unison.

The three of them ran down the hill, with Fionna singing and Cake throwing in every now and then.

"I gotta tuck you in, Babe,

I gotta sing sweet melodies about babies, yeah!"

"Little baby feet!"

"Welcome to your new home!" Fionna told the Bouncer, climbing up the ladder to the Tree-House. "Feast your eyes on everything!"

The Bouncer gave a long whistle, looking around the room.

"Nice, eh?" Fionna asked the Bouncer, who gave a whistle of agreement.

Fionna took out a small hairbrush and split it down the middle.

"What are you doing?" Cake asked her.

"I'm splitting my hairbrush in half so the Bouncer can use a half." Fionna answered, giving the Bouncer a half of the hairbrush. "Here you go. This is for your hair. Like this." She took her half of the brush and ran it over her small piece of hair three times.

The bouncer took her half of the brush and rubbed it all around her head.

"Yeah, you got it!" Fionna told her.

"Enough hygiene," Cake said, putting a record disc into a player, "Let's dance!"

The moment the music started, the Bouncer began to dance crazily to it.

"Yeah, hairbrush-dance," Fionna cheered. "Cool!"

The Bouncer hopped onto her head and flailed her legs madly. Fionna and Cake copied her.

Next, the Bouncer put her arms under her legs and bounced around with Fionna and Cake following suit.

They ran around in a circle, touching each others' backs. They waved around their arms madly. They danced like crazy at one point.

Then things got a bit insane. Fionna pounded on the floor. Cake flipped over the table. Fionna pushed the fridge down. They ran around the room, knocking over and destroying the furniture.

Later, as the sun set and the moon came up and the clouds were replaced with stars, the Tree-House was practically trashed. The furniture was spread around everywhere and everything was torn up.

"Dance…woo-hoo…yay…" Fionna said tiredly, leaning on a wall for support as her eyelids became heavy. She jumped up. "I'm not tired! How about you, Cake?"

She looked over at Cake, who was sprawled fast asleep on the floor.

"Maybe we should go upstairs," Fionna said, picking the Bouncer up onto her back and climbing the ladder up to the next story.

"You can have the comfiest spot on the bed," Fionna told the Bouncer, setting her onto Fionna's bed of animal skins and furs. "Goodnight." She gave a small whistle.

The Bouncer whistled back.

Fionna blew out the candle next to the bed and laid down on the bottom half of the bed.

"Morning, Cake!" Fionna chirped, climbing down the ladder.

"Morning," Cake yawned, taking a long gulp of coffee. Obviously, she stayed awake most of the night putting the furniture back in place and repairing everything.

"Are you ready to get down?" Fionna asked. She exclaimed in her auto-tuned voice, "Let's get this party started!"

"Yeah, okay," Cake chuckled, taking another sip of coffee.

Fionna looked around. "Where's the Bouncer?"

"Over there."

Cake nodded to the Bouncer, who was sprawled across the sofa. She looked more pale now, and a bit sick.

"Hey gal," Fionna beamed, shaking her slightly, "You ready to cut loose? Rise and shine, little bud. Let's do this thing!" She gave a small whistle.

The Bouncer tried to whistle back, but really only suppressed a moan.

"Slam-a-cow, that gal looks jack," Cake said worriedly.

"What do you mean?" Fionna asked.

The Bouncer fell to the floor.

"Well, look at her!" Cake said, "She's all limp and weird."

"Uh…She just probably needs some breakfast after a long night of extraordinary bouncing," Fionna said. "Hey! Let's blend everything we find in the kitchen together and make the Bouncer drink it! That'll wake her up! And then we can get dooooown!"

The Bouncer groaned in disgust.

"She doesn't want to drink that goop, girl!" Cake told her.

"Then let's just give her some…red whatever-thingies…" Fionna said, taking a red whatever-thingy out of her backpack.

"You mean strawberries?"

"Yeah, whatever," Fionna said, popping one into her mouth.

She held one out for the Bouncer. She slurped it up and swallowed it.

"I think she likes it!"

The Bouncer gave a honking noise and began to waver.

"That doesn't sound good…!" Cake said worriedly.

Suddenly, the Bouncer sprang arms from every hole in her body and began to waver madly, flashing different colors. Fionna and Cake yelped.

The Bouncer turned back to normal, but still continued to honk.

"Uh…" Fionna said, wide-eyed.

"You…you think we fed the wrong hole?" Cake said, looking at one of the Bouncer's holes, which was softly spraying a turquoise liquid.

"Nah…" Fionna said, "She just doesn't like red whatever-thingies. What we need to do is figure out what she does like to eat."

Later, the three of them were sitting at the kitchen table, with Fionna drawing in a notebook.

"Here, Bouncer," Fionna said, drawing poorly-drawn pictures in the book. Cake colored them in. "Point to what kind of food you like. Me, a pear, this looks like cheese, I think…a corn-dog…Stacy the cantaloupe…"

Fionna held up the notebook to the Bouncer. The Bouncer sprouted an arm and moved it towards the paper.

"Look!" Fionna exclaimed, "She likes it!"

She gasped as the Bouncer ripped off all of the pictures and stuffed them into her mouth.

"Wow!"

"No way," Cake said.

"Her favorite food is drawings!" Fionna said. She began to draw in the notebook again as Cake picked up the Bouncer.

"Holy fig, that's awesome!" Cake exclaimed. "What food are you drawing now?"

"I'm drawing a picture of you…" Fionna said, drawing a poorly-drawn picture of Cake.

"Don't feed it me!" Cake yelled.

Fionna laughed as she drew Cake saying, I'M AN IDIOT, and held it up to the Bouncer. "Eat her up, Bouncer!"

The Bouncer moved her mouth to the picture, but only managed to get it off the paper before Cake pulled her away.

"No!" Cake said, trying to wave the picture away. She ran around the room, trying to outrun the picture.

"Alright, alright," Fionna said, grabbing the picture when Cake got to the point to cowering on the floor. "I got it, calm down."

Cake let go of the Bouncer, and the Bouncer crawled off.

"I'll eat it!" Fionna said, moving the picture to her mouth.

"FIONNA!" Cake yelled, grabbing the picture away from her. "You eating it is just as bad as the Bouncer eating it!"

"Well, are you going to eat it yourself, toughie?"

"Yes. If that is what must be done."

Cake sadly stuffed the picture into her mouth and swallowed it.

Fionna put her arm on Cake's shoulder as Cake said sadly, "I taste awesome."

They laughed.

"Okay, alright," Fionna said, "Let's get back to some bouncing!"

"I'll get the tunes!" Cake said, running over to the record player and popping in a disc.

The Bouncer gave a soft moan.

"Like this!" Fionna said, dancing along with Cake to the music. "Yeah! Come on Bouncer!"

"Yeah! Go crazy!" Cake said. "Go mentally crazy!"

The Bouncer gave a sad groan. Suddenly, a waterfall of turquoise liquid erupted from the top of its head. Turning slightly paler, it collapsed to the ground.

"Whoa!" Cake exclaimed, turning off the player. Fionna turned around and gasped.

"Bouncer?" Fionna exclaimed, picking her up and placing her on her feet as she continued to spray the turquoise liquid.

"Ew," Cake said, "What the mess? What's wrong with her?"

"There's nothing wrong with her!" Fionna said nervously. "We just have to plug up her holes!"

She stuffed her finger into the hole spraying the liquid. "See? Are you ready to dance now, Bouncer?"

The Bouncer erupted the liquid from another hole, spraying Cake in the face.

"Oh, snap…" Cake said in disgust, and put her finger into the hole.

"Quick!" Fionna said, stuffing her finger into another spraying her. "We have to stuff these holes!"

Cake ran off.

"Cake, hurry!" Fionna called as another hole began to spray her.

"All I can find is your bouncy-ball collection!" Cake called.

"What about your glove collection?"

"Aw, they're in mint condition."

"Cake!"

"Alright, coming!" Cake said, running back into the room with an armload of gloves and bouncy-balls.

They began to stuff the holes with the balls and gloves.

"One…more…glove…" Cake said, stuffing it in.

The Bouncer now looked like a pale ball stuffed with gloves and balls, drenched in a turquoise liquid.

"She looks terrible. Fionna, I know you don't want to do this, but I think we should cut our losses and bring this gal back where we found her."

"We can't just abandon her!" Fionna told Cake. "Look at her, Cake! She needs us now more than ever!" She picked the Bouncer up. "We just need to take care of you better, right little gal?"

The Bouncer exploded.

The room was splattered with turquoise liquid.

"BOUNCER!"

The Bouncer was splattered across the room. It was like she was a big wad of gum, sticking to every surface possible.

"Wha—? WHA—?"

"Fionna. Okay."

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

"Our pet exploded."

"!"

"Maybe we could…scrape her up and…ugh…"

"Oh holey-moley," Fionna exclaimed, picking up the Bouncer's head as it sagged to the floor. "Don't worry! We'll fix you!" She whistled desperately.

The Bouncer spluttered.

"Let's gather her up, Cake!" Fionna told her, carrying the Bouncer's head along with her as she went around the room, collecting the saggy body parts, "She's all over the place! Even between the floorboards!"

"And in the cupboards!"

"And in the slippers!"

"Yeesh," Cake moaned, "Where does she even end?"

She turned around to see the Bouncer's lower half jammed into the record player. She made a leap for it, but it ran from her.

"Come on," Fionna said, carrying armfuls of the Bouncer. "Let's put her back together."

"Okay!"

"Squeeze real hard! She's slipping!"

They pressed the Bouncer's saggy body together as tightly as they could, as if trying to crush it in a hug.

"Well," Cake said, looking at the Bouncer, who now looked like a very deformed football. "At least she's all in one piece. Uh…do you think she's…dead?"

"NO!" Fionna yelled. "I won't let you die, pal-gal!" Fionna scooped up the Bouncer. "Not this time!"

She began to press her lips to the Bouncer's multiple holes, as if trying to perform CPR. Eventually, she was just kissing the Bouncer's cheek.

"Fionna, stop it, what are you doing?"

"I'm kissing her, what do you think? It's all I can think to do."

"Just put her down."

Fionna sadly set the Bouncer down. She pursed her lips like she was kissing someone.

She began to kiss the floor, leaving multicolored kiss marks.

"She's kissing colors with her dying breath." Fionna said sadly.

The Bouncer made a last kiss mark on the floor, leaving a large picture.

"I think she's trying to tell us something," Cake said, "Fionna, this looks like her father!" She pointed to a Bouncer-like creature with multiple colors all around its body.

The Bouncer whistled sadly and tried to hug the picture (which was pretty much impossible to do.)

"We took this child away from its father, Cake! We're kidnappers AND murderers! I JUST WANTED TO HAVE FUN AND DANCE!"

"Look, chill out, okay?" Cake told her. "We can fix this. Look." She pointed to a small house in the picture. "Her dad looks like he lives near Stacy's house. Where we found the Bouncer. If we get her back there, he'll be able to fix her up!"

"Then there's no time to spare!" Fionna said, scooping up the Bouncer.

Cake and Fionna walked into the cave-like tree stump they had passed earlier.

"Just hold on a little longer…" Fionna told the frail, moaning Bouncer in her arms.

There was a strange noise.

"Did you hear that?" Cake said. "Whistling!"

Cake and Fionna looked deeper into the cave.

"SLAM-A-COW! IT'S THE DADA!"

There was a large pool in the middle of the room. Inside it was the multicolored Bouncer from the painting surrounded by many smaller Bouncers. They were all bathing in a familiar turquoise liquid, whistling happily.

The Bouncer spluttered hopefully.

"Look!" Cake said, "The little gal wants to go home!"

"Well, this is it," Fionna smiled weakly, softly pushing the Bouncer over to the pool.

"Be well," Cake said as the Bouncer limped to the pool.

The Father Bouncer sniffed the Bouncer curiously.

He shrieked, turning rather spiky and flashing multiple colors at the Bouncer.

"Hey!" Fionna yelled angrily, running to the pool.

"Stop that!" She yelled, scooping up the Bouncer and kicking the Father Bouncer away.

"I don't understand," Fionna told Cake woefully as they hid behind some trees. "That crazy Dada almost killed her."

"She feels cold," Cake said, touching the Bouncer sorrowfully.

"What are we supposed to do now, Cake?" Fionna asked her. "We can't bring her home. Or she'll…she'll…"

She stared sadly at the Bouncer.

"DANG IT!" She yelled in rage. "WHY DOESN'T HE LOVE HER? I LOVE HER! YOU LOVE HER! IT'S NOT FAIR!"

"Fionna!" Cake called out to her as Fionna ran, yelling in rage to the pool.

Fionna ran up to the Father Bouncer, who shrieked louder and went bizarre.

"YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO LOVE YOUR CHILDREN!" Fionna cried in rage.

Cake looked at all the other Bouncers, who were staring worriedly at their father as they bathed in the turquoise liquid.

Cake sniffed her arm. "Oh, dang!"

"SHE'S YOURS, ISN'T SHE?" Fionna yelled at the Father Bouncer.

The Father Bouncer swung at her. She leapt onto his arm, then onto his head, not daring to drop the Bouncer. "DON'T YOU RECOGNIZE YOUR OWN CHILD?"

"Fionna!"

Cake stretched her arms around her sister and brought her down next to her.

"I figured it out, Fi!" Cake told her. "It's the juice!" She pointed to the other Bouncers as they bathed in the turquoise liquid. "The Bouncer needs to smell like her daddy's juice. That's how wild animals know what's going on. And this gal's all dried out. We got to toss her in the soup, sister."

"Alright." Fionna said. "I loved you, Bouncer. I hope you know what." She gave her a soft kiss on the cheek.

She threw her at the Father Bouncer, yelling, "WORD TO YOUR FATHER!"

The Bouncer landed with a splash in the turquoise liquid.

The Bouncer came out of the liquid, fully colored and lively.

The Father Bouncer sniffed her.

Immediately, he calmed down and picked his daughter up. They all whistled.

"Aw…" Fionna and Cake chorused.

"I'll never kidnap again."

"You said it, Fi. That was a nightmare."

FACTS:

· This episode is the debut of Fionna's Auto-Tune voice.

· It is revealed that Fionna had swallowed a small TV before.

· Fionna called strawberries 'red whatever-thingies.'

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