Flame Prince had his back turned from his mother and the women who lined up to get approved by her. He sat cross legged and tried meditating by blocking out the noise, but all he can hear are the chattering girls. Whenever he became so close to obtaining pure silence his concentration zooms into a conversation he did not want to hear. After five minutes he already gave in to propping his elbow on his knee, holding up his head by his chin and staring at the rocky wall through the glass.

Meanwhile, his mother is having troubles of her own selecting someone who would seem suitable for her destructive son. All the girls who approach her are mainly weak, fragile and unable to lift up or swing any of the weapons Flame Queen laid out among them. The flame girls she had in her kingdom are not considerable enough what she is looking for. Strength.

"Ready to give up?" she hears her son's muffled voice through the glass and she glances up to see him calmly meditating.

In a way, his tranquil mood bit into her, "Flame Prince, I'm only doing this for you."

He stands, turns, locks eyes with her with such bitterness and replies, "You're doing this for yourself. You are doing nothing for me."

Flame Queen smiles, "You still have the same bitterness in your eyes..."

...

Meanwhile, Fionna and Cake fled the Flame Kingdom in order to train for the next day. However, Cake laid back to munch on sausage, steak, and cake BMO prepared for them while Fi swung her sword wildly at an evil animal who had the head of a lion, arms of a bear, bottom of a horse and chest of a hairy man. She madly swung at the arms and managed to scratch the defenseless chest four to five times. The beast roared and began to retaliate and then freak out when Fi kept heading towards him. "UNCLE! UNCLE!" he screamed and began running.

"GET BACK HERE I HAVE TO CHOP YOU UP!" she ran after him.

"Fi! C'mon! We got sassages!" yells Cake and stuffs another "sassage" in her mouth. "Mmm..."

"OOF!" Fi falls down and drops her sword. "Hey watch it!"

Marshall Lee floated in front of her with his umbrella blocking the sun from both of them and his bass hanging behind his back. He laughs, "Are you the one chasing tha-"

"HYAAA!" she ignores him and charges to where she last saw the beast. However, there is no trace of him any longer, "Aw man! He got away!"

"What's the big deal?" asks Marshall as he swipes a red flower and sips the color. "You finally coming to the dark side goody two shoes?"

"NO!" she retracts her sword and stuffs it in her bag. "Flame Prince...His mom wants me to defeat a bunch of warriors and if I win I get him."

"So...you're training?"

"Yeah..."

Marshall can see the sadness on her face and in her voice. He couldn't help but get the feeling to help out, but in his own mischief way. In a flash his evil laughter floods the air and he swoops down to prey on Cake. This time he takes her up in the air and flies south of Fionna, "C'mon Fi! Want your Cake back?"

"WHAFT ARE CHYOU DOINGF?!" hisses Cake who is frantically trying to chew down her food. She didn't think twice whenever she begins stuffing her mouth.

"Ugh, Marshall! This isn't the time for jokes!" Fi sets off to retrieve her sister back with a huge groan. "Marshall!" she growls at him and he looks back, but decides to fly faster to provoke her. "C'mon!" all his responses are that same cocky, mischievous laugh of his.

She enters into a graveyard and he sits upon a grave stone, "Hey sweetie, how you doing?"

"What...the heck?!" she pants, "Marshall?!"

One step forward.

"EEP!" a cold, firm hand clamped around Fionna's ankle and began pulling her down into the dirt.

"Fi?!" Cake tries to jump out of Marshall's arms, but he squeezes her tightly, "What you doing, fool?!"

"Training, don't help her baby cakes," he says in a suave voice and sets Cake next to him on the grave. He begins playing his bass guitar while watching his dead minions rise from the ground.

Fionna's foot is already a few inches into the ground in less than five seconds. Swiftly, she uses her free foot to break the bony hand and shatter into pieces. However, it meshed back into the dirt, the ground started to rumble and a huge skeleton rose from the grave. It wore a bandanna and did a thumbs up to Marshall Lee. She glares at the vampire not aware of more and more skeletons rising from their graves. Yet, she smashes the skull of the one creeping behind her after hearing the bones clatter with each other. They all moved with Marshall's bass playing.

He played a fast tune.

One by one the skeletons charge towards Fionna, trapped in the middle. After destroying five skulls with her fists she brings out her sword to avoid getting any more scratches from the flying shards of bone. The sword's sharpness slices through the ribs, skulls, arms and hips. However, they all kept repairing themselves slowly and moving towards her. Fi wipes the sweat dripping into her eyes and flashes her sword in the afternoon sun before striking again.

And again.

And again.

They kept regenerating. She is almost to the point where she can faint of exhaustion. In desperation, she peers over at Marshall Lee who is still lazing on the grave stone. Cake nudges him, but he does not budge and continues playing his bass. She attempts to grab it, but he floats high in the air and strums in a quick motion. "You know there's an easier way to defeat all of them at once," he calls out while floating near Fi.

She smashes a skull on her knee, "What?!"

"He's the boss," he motions to the huge skeleton she forgot about.

"Oh..." she blushes with frustration.

"You should have been weakening him from the start," says Marshall and stops strumming. "I'll make it easier for you."

The skeletons around her stop moving and sink back into the ground. Fi smiles and feels a little burst of energy revive her as she retracts her pink sword again and storms an attack on the last skeleton. The bony hand attempts to smash her on the ground, but he aimed a bit too early, letting her achieve the ability to jump upon his fist and stab the sword through his forehead. She pushes it deeper while hanging on to dear life as the skeleton swings back and forth trying to knock Fi off. However, a tiny crack is heard and the skull cuts in half. The body falls and Fi lets go of her sword and gives in to exhaustion.

Cake stretches her arms and catches her, "Oh Fi...MARSHALL LEE!" She can see the vampire floating away into the sunset, "HEY! WHAT THE HECK?! WHAT THE HECK?!"

"GOOD LUCK FIONNA!" he yells, laughs and continues floating away from the fuming Cake and nearly unconscious Fionna.

"Cake..." Fi groans weakly, "I...have to train."

"You trained enough!" scolds Cake. "Now, let's get you home and put some fat in you!"

"Ugh..." she knocks out.

...

"Hey...Fionna?" that familiar voice. "Wake up."

She gasps, "Flame Prince?!" Fi throws her blanket out of the way and jumps into Flame Prince's arms, "Oh my Glob! I'm not burning!"

"I know," she missed his smile and began to lean in...

All of a sudden, Cake jumps between them singing her tomato salsa song while shaking her buns. Marshall Lee enters the room with a dress on and starts to flirt with Flame Prince. "Fi! Fi! I became president of Ooo!" cheers Cake as she dances around Marshall and Flame Prince with little gummy horses, bears and a dolphin circling them.

Gumball twirls in with a lab coat on while singing in German. He skips around Fionna for a while and then disappears behind Marshall and comes out as LSP who then barfs out various sorts of stars.

"I found out I like Flame Prince," says Marshall in a suave voice and flips his hair. Flame Prince stood emotionless, but just put a hand on the vampire's shoulder.

"NO!" yells Fionna and hurdles towards them to...

End up on the floor of her bedroom.

"Fi? You okay?" Cake climbs up the ladder and sees Fionna on the floor. "Fi?"

Fionna laid face down on the boards and kept her head there for quite some time...

[epic battle b/w fionna and a bunch of flame women will be in ch. 13]