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.

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.

Donna-is a grass orcess who appears in "Donna." She is self-centered and obnoxious. She is a light Kelly Green grass orcess and her body is covered in grass and leaves, with two dark green leves covering her chest and bottom and three-foot-long grassy hair. She has a large mouth, large, bulging eyes, and red cheeks.

Whycats-the antagonists appearing in "Donna." They are usually barbaric and brutal, but other times are sophisticated and civilized. When in their beatly forms, they wear weapons, tattered clothes, and have scruffy fur, but in their more civil form, they were differently colored business suits, shoes, and glasses. Womanish-Woman must be a different species of Why/Werecats, acting like a normal human being.

DONNA

Title Card

The houses of the village bask in the dense Agitoxin fog, their windows lit and gleaming in the moonlight.

The six-feet high grass rustled. Fionna jumped out. "Safety...GUARD!"

"Safety...GUARD!"

Cake jumped out, wearing boots, a fireproof life vest, a blinking cone hat, holding a STOP sign and a fire extinguisher. "Safety Guard! Safety-Oh. Were we not wearing the uniforms?"

"..."

"...Heh heh..."

"Come on, let's keep looking for hazards." Fionna stepped forward and froze. "Look out!"

She laid down FLAT on the grass, her eyes narrowed.

Cake bent down next to her. "What is it, Fifi?"

Fionna pointed down to a small village below the hill. All of the houses were made of trees, like theirs. Cake furrowed her forhead.

"Looks like an ordinary little tree village."

Fionna took out her Safety Guard goggles. "Yeah, but there's always a darkside to these picturesque suburbs."

One of the tree houses' doors opened, revealing a small puppy.

"Oh. Little animal village. Maybe it's just regular ordinary. Not sinister ordinaryyyyy...No. Wait. These farmer animals look pretty riled up about something..."

She looked over to the left. Her eyes widened.

"Cupcake! Check it out! Grass orcess!"

She watched as the grass orcess grabbed a nerby chicken-"Hey chickin'!"-and stuffed it into a mailbox. "Looks like you're travelling EGG-SPRESS!"

"Cupcake, it is an ANNOYING grass orcess."

"You get my joke, right?" The grass orcess asked a...pig "I'm gonna call you 'Apple.'"

"Careful, you brute!"

The orcess frowned and looked down at the kangaroo farmer.

"Those chickens are rentals!" The Kangaroo shook a fist. Suddenly, something hit her face. "Ow!"

The orcess chortled as she grabbed another pig and threw it at the Kangaroo. "We're having SO much fun!"

"Alright now."

The orcess turned to the angry Animals and Police Panda.

"Drop that pig!" The Police Panda commanded. "You are under arrest!"

The pig hit the ground.

"Good." The Police Panda opened opened her clip-on bamboo cage door. "Now get into your tiny cell."

The orcess picked up the Police Panda as the other Animals ran away in fear. The Police Panda whimpered.

"OK...I'll let you off with a warning THIS TIME."

The orcess dropped her flat on her back. The Panda squirmed like a cockroach. The orcess laughed.

"HEY, ORCESS!"

The orcess turned around to an angry Fionna and Cake.

"Stop hazing these Animals!" shouted Fionna, shaking an agrily fist.

"Ya twitball!" Cake chimed in.

The orcess narrowed her eyes and stalked over to them. Fionna's eyes widened.

"Have a sense of humor!" The orcess scoffed. "And my name's Donna."

Fionna narrowed her eyes. "What?"

"MY NAME IS DONNA, STUPID!"

"Sorry. I was just trying to get your attention."

"What kind of Animals are you supposed to be? Stupid...animals?"

Cake rose an eyebrow. "I'm a cat."

"What's that on your muzzle?" Donna asked Cake, pointing to her furry muzzle.

Cake looked down at her muzzle. "What?"

Donna flicked her finger up, scratching Cake's nose. "OW!"

Donna laughed evilly. "I'm gonna mess with these Animals some more." She walked over to a nearby Magpie.

Fionna's anger popped. "NEVERRRR!" She hopped onto Donna's grassy back.

Donna panicked and stumbled away from the Magpie. She smiled at Fionna. "So, you wanna rustle, huh?"

"I'm defeating you, criminal!" Fionna tightened her grip around Donna's neck.

"You're in trouble now." said Donna. "I know this awesome move to get out of this lock INSTANTLY!"

She tried to remove Fionna from her, but Fionna tightened her grip, digging her nails into Donna's grassy skin. Donna began to choke. "You're doin it wrong!"

"No, YOU'RE doing it wrong!" grunted Fionna.

"What do you mean?"

"First, you roll your left shoulder forward."

"Like this?"

"Yes." Fionna smiled. "But then I counter it by doin this!"

She wrapped her arms and legs around Donna's neck. She pulled on it roughly. Soon, Donna bega to gasp and pant. Fionna stopped. "Do you need a break?"

"No...*gasp*...But if YOU need to...*pant*...We can stop."

Fionna hopped off of her and landed on her feet. Cake ran over to her. "I zoned out. Did ya win?"

"Naw. Just takin' a break." She looked up at Donna and smiled. "Donna's pretty good."

Donna sort of smirked/grimaced. "Yeah...*pant*...Well, you're pretty good, too."

"Thank you."

"FOR A TOTAL MORON!"

Fionna's shoulders slumped. "Aw..."

Cake turned angrily to Donna. "Diana! Stop this bizarre nonsense!" She squeezed her eyes shut. Her head molded into a hundred, furry spikes. "Unless you want to be taken down!"

"I was just kiddin around!" Donna backed away from them. "You guys took it too far! You girls are the real brute." She stalked off.

"Donna is one mixed-up gal." Cake said to Fionna, taking back her spikes into her head.

"Naw, she's just rought n' tumble." Fionna shrugged. "Like me. But deep down, she's probably really sensitive...Like me."

"Well, you're pretty mixed-up, too."

"HEY, DONNA!"

Donna turned around. "What?"

"I was thinking since you're a pretty good rustler, maybe you'd wanna hang out with a couple of rascals like me and Cupcake."

"I dunno." said Donna sheepishly, kicking the grass. "Messin' with these Animals is pretty fun. You got somethin' better?"

"Are ou sure this is a good idea?" Cake uneasily asked Fionna.

"YEAH! IF YOU COME TO THE TREEHOUSE, WE HAVE VIDEO GAMES AND GRAPE JUICE!"

"REALLY? I mean. Fine. If it keeps you from crying. Sheesh." Donna rolled her eyes.

"See, Donna's problem is that she's treated like an outsider." Fionna said. "Like me."

"You are NOT an outsider." Cake said skeptically. "You wear a cute little skirt."

"I am complicated."

"So, anyway, nerds." Donna said to the Animals. "I've gotta go hang out with my new friends. Don't touch my stuff while I'm gone."

She walked away from the Animals.

The Police Panda glared after her. "And don't come back. Or I'll punch your butt."

"This Treehouse isn't so great." Donna said, taking in the scenery of the Treehouse as she stood in the living room. "Not as cool as the one I'M gonna build." She jumped back on the maroon sofa. "I call this sofa."

"You should play Critter Clash, Donna!" Fionna beamed, walking inside with a tray full of grape juice glasses. She held the tray out to Donna. "You shoot all these zombie animals with weapons. Then they turn into tinier critters." Donna took a glass of the juice as Fionna set the tray down on the table. "Shoot those and they turn even smaller."

"Yeah, OK." Donna shrugged.

"And hey," Cake turned to Donna as she set up BMO on the table. "Can you put on some clothes?"

"YOU PUT ON SOME CLOTHES!" Donna yelled angrily.

"I HAVE clothes on." Cake said matter-of factly, handing Donna the joystick. "Spun from butterfly silk." She pulled on the almost pink dress she was wearing. "By forest sprites."

The bloopy song of Critter Clash played as the title appeared on BMO's face.

A body-suited female appeared on the screen with a machine gun.

"OK, there's you." Fionna said.

Two grayish, oozing bears came from the left.

"Here come the Critters."

Donna clicked a button. A bullet shot at one of the bears, and it disappeared. She did the same thing to the other one. And the same thing to the other Critters Zombies incoming.

Donna laughed ecstatically.

Out of nowhere, a blood-red buzzard plucked her off the ground.

XGAME OVERX

"Oh yeah, those guys will get cha." Fionna frowned.

Donna growled and broke the joystick in her grassy palms. She threw the remains at BMO. "THIS GAME CHEATS!"

BMO fell off of the table from the impact.

Cake glared at Donna and walked over to the fallen BMO. "Not cool, girl."

"Here, Donna, have more juice." Fionna took the ice-cold glass and handed it to the grass orcess. "It always makes me feel better when-"

Donna threw the juice in Fionna's face. Fionna cried out as her face stained purple. She gave Donna and angry push. "QUIT BEING A BRUTE!"

"What'd I do?" Donna asked curiously.

"I don't think this is gonna work." Cake said, putting BMO on the table.

"I am incapable of emotion." BMO said stiffly. "And yet, you annoy even me."

"Come on, I was just jokin around!" Donna smiled. "Fionna thought it was funny."

"No, you don't get it, Donna." Fionna sighed.

"Everyone's getting mad at me for nothing!" Donna yelled.

"You have to think about how your actions make OTHER PEOPLE feel." Fionna told her.

"Mm-Hm..." Donna paused. "...I don't understand at all."

"Maybe she's one of those non-traditional learners." Cake smiled. "Oh! Teach her that little Affinity Song I taught you!"

"How's that go." Fionna paused, then smiled. "Oh yeah!

Affinity!

Affinity!

Put yourself in the place of me!" Fionna pointed at Donna. "You're turn!"

"Uh...

Affinity...

Affinity...

Put yourself in the...

Oooh!" Donna gasped. "So like...when I throw pigs around, I should let them throw ME around, too!"

"Um...kinda right..." Fionna frowned.

Suddenly, alarm bells wailed. Fionna, Donna, Cake, and BMO all jumped a mile high.

"Someone needs our help!" Fionna shouted. She began to walk for the door.

Donna grabbed her by the shirt. "DON'T GO! I'M POURING MY HEART OUT HERE! I DON'T WANT TO BE CALLED A BRUTE! I don't want to BE a brute." Her eyes watered.

"I know, Donna." Fionna's voice dropped to a whisper. "I know. But I MUST attend to this!" She ripped her shirt away.

"Fine." Donna muttered. "Leave me. Everybody else does."

Fionna sighed and walked over to her. "Donna..." She took a deep breath. "Cupcake, you need to stay here and fix her. While I deal with an unknown, possibly deadly, emergency!"

She ran out of the Treehouse, into the chilly night.

"Fifi!" Cake called. "Trade me jobs!"

There was a booming crash in the distance.

"Cake! Someone broke your...um...entire living room."

Cake face-palmed.

The Animals ran quickly away, screaming their heads off. They reached a dead end against one of the trees. They turned around, quaking as two lime green/yellow eyes glowered at them. The beast opened it's mouth in a loud roar, its razor-sharp teeth glinting in the moonlight.

"Quick! Act abandoned!" The Ground Mole screamed, throwing her arms up in the air. She and the Star-Nosed Mole quickly dug into the ground, disappearing into the dirt.

They also, however left behind the Baby Muskrat. She cowered against the tree.

The beast growled. "Five-point-one-three-three. Zero-six-zero-seven-times." She roared as she slinked up to the Baby Muskrat, who yelped out in fear.

Fionna popped out in front of the Baby Muskrat and hit the beast in the face.

The beast stumbled back as the Baby Muskrat ran away.

"Hands off the runts!" Fionna yelled.

The beast stood, and Fionna's eyes widened. There stood a Werecat, with maroon fur and lumonous lime green eyes with razor-sharp ears. She was only clothed in a pitch-black, bat-fur, patched black dress and two dirty bandages on both of her furry arms. Her tail had a steel morning star on the tip. Fionna had met a Werecat before, Womanish-Woman the Werecat, the former guardian of the Enchiridion. But Womanish was NOTHING like this Werecat.

The Werecat roared shrilly. Fionna jumped back as she swiped a razor claw at her and ducked as she swiped at her. She cried out in pain as her razor-sharp claw collided with her arm, ripping off her sleeve.

"Back!" She took off her backpack and held it out as a shield. "Pack!"

The Werecat swiped at the backpack, tearing three scratches through the fabric.

Fionna's eyes widened. "Werecats. Way worse that orcs."

The Werecat growled and pounced at her. Fionna ran out of the way.

The Police Panda held out a paw. "Stop in the name of the law!"

Fionna picked her up as the Werecat lunged at her.

"Is there somewhere I can trap this thing?" Fionna asked as she ran at full-speed from the Werecat.

"Well, we had a geyser, but it's clogged up now. 'Course, there's always Old Lady Chipmunk's Bottomless Burrow."

"I'm not that Old!" Old Lady Chipmunk scoffed as they ran near her Burrow.

"Perfect!" Fionna smirked.

Fionna jumped above the Burrow. The Werecat pounced beneath her, and Fionna brought her feet down on her back, sending her plummeting down the Burrow.

There was a thud.

Fionna furrowed her eyebrows and looked down the burrow. "Bottomless? This Burrow is twenty-feet deep, tops."

"We don't tell you how to do YOUR job." The Police Panda scoffed.

Suddenly, there was a scream as a pair of teeth clamped down on Mistress Turtle's shell.

"Save Mistress Turtle, Fionna!" Police Panda yelled. "Do your job!"

"ANOTHER WERECAT?" Fionna exclaimed. "What's UP with this town?"

Mistress Turtle screamed as the Werecat's teeth tore through her shell. Her bare body fell to the ground, the remaints of her shell scattered around her. She ran away actually rather fast for a turtle. "WHY ME?"

Fionna gawked at the Werecat. It was TWO-HEADED, with four yellow eyes, ruby red fur, and stubby ears. It wore a patchy, dirty dress. Its tail was made of steel and she wore leather cuffs.

The Werecat picked up Mistress Turtle again. She screamed as the Werecat's second head shook her like a rag doll as the other tore at the empty shell.

Fionna grabbed a nearby Porcupine. She pointed the razor quills away from her. She charged at the Werecat. The Werecat spat out Mistress Turtle in shock and pain. Fionna pushed them all the way into the Burrow.

Fionna ran over to Mistress Turtle as Mister Edchidna helped her put her shell back together. "Mistress Turtle! Are you OK?"

"Fine, fine. A little trauma therapy should do the trick." Mister Edchidna led her away. "I've got to go piece my shell together."

"Why is this village getting worse and worse?" Fionna asked herself.

"Why indeed."

Fionna, annoyed, walked to the edge of the Burrow and looked inside, down at the Werecats. "What do YOU know?"

The apparent leader of the Werecats, Antonia, chortled. "For starters, that this village will be destroyed tonight."

"What do you Werecats got planned?" demanded Fionna.

"Oh, we're not 'Were'cats."

Antonia closed her eyes shut and began to quake. Her fur tore away, revealing a taupe gray jacket, white undershirt, charcoal tie, taupe gray pencil skirt, and black flats.

"We're..." She put on a pair of black glasses. "WHYcats. Creatures seized by the spirit...of audit...and blood yen."

Fionna gawked. "Whycats? WHAT?"

"Please save your inquests until the end of the discourse. Our ecosystem:" Antonia took her index claw and scratched some pictures of the Animals into the dirt of the Burrow. "At the bottom level are the Animal Tribe. Given the liberty, we Whycats would easily wipe them out."

Three Whycats ran up to the Animal Tribe, causing them to quake in fear.

"However..."

Donna dropped down in between the Animal Tribe and the Whycats.

"Donna's presence is a natural defense."

Donna chortled.

"Why? Her bruteness is so powerful, that it produces a piquant gas, called Agitoxin."

A sort of gas-cloud floated around the laughing Donna.

"This is a deadly poison to Whycats. Thusly, attack in impossible."

The Whycats ran away from the Animal Tribe in disgust.

"However, since you've removed the brute Donna."

Antonia swiped down her claw over Donna, making her disappear.

The Whycats rushed into the village and attacked the Animal Tribe.

Fionna's face fell in shock and fear.

"We will consume the Animal Tribe. And our population will rapidly swell."

Whycat after Whycat appeared in the village until there was really no more elbow room.

"Until..."

A beak slammed down on all of them.

"We are, in turn, consumed by the Cosmic Hawk."

The Cosmic Hawk flew away.

"And thus is the course of nature." Antonia shrugged. "But it'll be a pretty rad drive...Up until that point."

Her business suit tore away, leaving her back in her tattered dress. "Tonight, we feed on the blood and carnage of the innocents!"

"NO WAY!" cried Fionna. "Cake and I will stop you!"

"Sure, you can defeat one or two Whycats." Antonia said, her green eyes shining. "But we are sundry. And our sistren will never stop coming until everything and everyone in this village is destroyed."

Fionna gasped. "Oh no! I have to get Donna back!"

She ran away from the Burrow, back into the night.

Fionna slammed through the Treehouse door. "DONNA, YOU HAVE TO GO RIGHT NOW AND STOP THE WHYCATS FROM-"

"OK, let's do a low, sad piece now, eh?" Donna said to Cake, her violin in hand.

"I want to see tears streamin' down your face." Challenged Cake, her dulcimer in her lap.

Donna caught sight of Fionna. "Ah, Mistress Fionna has returned!"

Fionna gawked. "What's it goin?"

"Thanks so you, I shall never be a brute again."

Fionna smiled in delight. "That's great, Donna! I need you had it in you!" Her face showed realization and horror. "Dear Glob no. No. No. NO. This ia all wrong! We need brute Donna! And the Agitoxin! And-and-!"

"Steady on, Fionna." Donna told her. "Perhaps you are dehydrated. It's as Cake taught me:

8 ounces,

8 glasses,

8 days a week. I'll fetch you some grape juice." Donna stood and headed for the kitchen.

Fionna stopped her, and gawked. Donna was wearing a green T-shirt, jeans, and sneakers. "You're wearing CLOTHES now?"

"Surely.

Gotta get clothes

Go get your clothes

Button,

Fly! I wrote that one myself." Donna stepped past Fionna. "Pardon."

Fionna gawked. "B-b-b-ut..."

"You're right." Cake finished for her. "She looks good in jeans."

Fionna turned to Cake. "WHAT. DID. YOU. DO."

"Miraculous isn't it?" said Cake smugly, leaning back against the couch. "I just kept teachin' her my musical rules. And now, just like that, she's perfeeeeeeeect."

"NO! WE MESSED UP, CUPCAKE! If Donna doesn't go back to being town brute, the Animal Tribe is DOOMED!"

"Ahem."

Fionna and Cake turned around to see a stern-looking Donna, a glass of grape juice in hand.

"I WAS going to apologize for the juice being warm, not cold, instead, I will politely hand it to you. In silence." She handed Fionna the glass, turned away, and folded her arms. "I have no intention of being a brute again."

"But the Animals will be wiped out if you don't!" Fionna tried to reason, following Donna as she stormed away.

"It sounds awful. But I'm turning over a new leaf." Donna reached into her shirt, pulled out a leaf, and began to smooth it out. "This leaf. Ooh, wrinkle."

"Donna, you've got to go!" pleaded Fionna.

"Do we have to change her back?" Cake asked Fionna. "We were going to perform a Redgrass piece. Blood moon of Aaa."

"You think I don't want her to stay a cool gal? I do. But Cupcake," Fionna sighed, "LIVES ARE AT STAKE! C'MON!"

"Right, right. Donna, save the Tribe. Be a brute."

"Hey, speaking of songs," Donna reached into her pocket and pulled out a music sheet. "I've got a new one on how to brush your teeth."

Fionna groaned.

"What do we do, Fifi?" asked Cake.

"We taught her civilization. Now, she needs to feel the spiky, steel-covered mukluk of...RESPONSIBILITY."

"Right." Cake headed for the closet. "I'll go get it."

"I'm sorry, Donna." Fionna sighed.

As Donna continued singing her Toothbrush song, Cake returned with the spiky, steel-covered Mukluk of Responsibility. Fionna slipped it on and brought her leg back.

CLANG!

"OW!" Donna rubbed her injured back. "OK, so you didn't care for that one.

Fionna sniveled. "FOR THE GOOD OF THE MANY!"

Donna was kicked right out the door onto the bridge of the Treehouse. Fionna sniffed. "Forgive me, Donna. FORGIVE MEEEE!"

She covered her eyes with her hat and-

KLANG!

"Forgive me as well." Cake sighed. "And keep moving."

Donna whimpered. "Affinity. Affinity. OW! Put yourself in the OW place of me."

The Animals ran, screaming, from the incoming Whycats. It was hard to tell, but there were twelve of them. The clamped their teeth down on their fur and tore at their feathers. Laughing roars filled the air.

The Whycats and Animals stopped at the sound of...whimpering.

Fionna and Cake dragged Donna in by her feet into the Animal Village. Fionna panted and turned to the Whycats. "Y'ALL ARE IN TROUBLE NOW! DONNA, SAVIOR OF THE ANIMALS, ARE HERE TO KICK Y'ALL'S ENDS!"

They all sighed in despair. "Dash it all, we're beaten."

"Now, go be a brute to those Whycats!" Fionna said to Donna.

"No."

"WHAT?"

"HUZZAH! THE DAY IS SAVED!" A Whycat cried. They all returned to terrorizing the Animals.

"I'll use my musical messages to stop them." Donna said sternly, and stood. She dug in her pockets. "I have Skincare Matters, Foldin' Clothin' Time, oh! Here's a good one!"

"THE TRIBE IS GETTING CREAMED!" Fionna screamed to Cake, taking in the sight of the screaming, cyring Animals. "BY NOT BEING A BRUTE, YOU'RE BEING A REAL BRUTE, DONNA!"

"Comb your hair right

It's a good time

Sticky, sticky

pomade

back and

Sides."

"That doesn't even rhyme." A Whycat scoffed, and went back to attacking a Hedgehog.

"Why isn't anyone paying attention to me?" asked Donna. "To my words?"

"She sure is sensitive about her songs." Fionna gasped with realization. "IT'S BECAUSE THEY THINK YOUR SONGS ARE STUPID!"

"What?"

"What are you saying?" Cake said to Fionna. "If we don't encourage her talent, she might revert back to brute d-Oh...OHHH...Yeah, Donna! Everyone thinks your songs are WAAAAY stupid!"

"And they think you're a real brute!" Fionna added.

Donna's eyes filled with tears. "B-but I've changed. W-Why would they say that? Affinity. Affinity. Put yourself in the-"

The Whycats laughed and chortled rudely at her. Even the Animals scoffed at them.

"YOU'RE SO PATHETIC, IT'S COMICAL!" A Whycat sneered.

Donna's face screwed up. "Think I'm a brute, do they? I'm feeling...BRUTEY!"

Her clothes ripped away, leaving her back in her leafy garments. A thick cloud of Agitoxin exploded from her.

"YOU CATS ARE COOL. JUST KIDDING!" Donna said, grabbing a Whycat by the muzzle and pushing her back. More Agitoxin erupted.

"AGITOXIN CLOUD! ABORT! ABORT!" A Whycat cried. They all went screaming into the distance, leaving the Animals at peace.

The Animals cheered and clapped. They all ran over to Donna, hugging her and cheering her on. "Get off me, ya geeks!"

"You did it, Donna!" Fionna cheered. "You're a full-fledged brute again!"

"What? YOU'RE THE BRUTE!" Donna yelled, pushing the Animals away. "Hey, Animals, ready to hear my new song? IT'S ABOUT HOW FIONNA WILL BETRAY YOU JUST TO SAVE OTHERS."

Fionna grimaced. "I'm sorry, Donna."

"I'LL NEVER FORGIVE YOU, FIONNA!" Donna grabbed pig after nearby pig and threw them at all of the Animals.

Cake approached a crestfallen Fionna and put an arm around her. "C'mon. We can go stare wistfully at the lake."

"I'd like that. Very much."

Donna smiled and laughed. "I LOVE being a brute! Thanks Fio-Fionna?"

She looked up to see that Fionna and Cake were walking away, disappearing from view.

Donna glared. "Fionna, you loser...I'll never forget you."

TRIVIA

This is the first episode where BMO has a speaking role, revealing he too is a sentient being that can talk.

Fionna reveals feelings in this episode of being an "outsider", which could be initial signs of her loneliness of being the "only" human in Ooo.

When Cake says that she and Donna were going to play a Redgrass piece, "Blood Moon of Aaa", this is a reference to the Bluegrass piece, "Blue Moon of Kentucky."