"That's the last of the flames!" exclaims Gumball as he stomps out the small flickering fire.
Flame Prince flinches since he felt every stomp and water poured on his flames. Silently, he mutters, "Ow..."
Marshall Lee stops laughing when he sees the fire has all went out, "Whoo! That was a good laugh!"
"OH MY GLOB!" yells Fionna while pointing at his head.
"What?" says an annoyed Marshall as Cake pats the side of where fire has eaten half of his hair.
"It's so...scratchy."
"Ha!" laughs Gumball. "Finally, something bad happens to you."
The vampire glares at him, thinks for a while, and jokingly flips his hair with a huge grin on his face, "So what? Gives me that rock star look ya know."
"So you purposely wanted your hair on fire?" asks Fionna.
"OH OH! Maybe you wanted a Mohawk like Flame Prince!" yells Cake while clapping her paws.
Flame Prince and Marshall Lee looked at each other for two seconds, turned to Cake and said, "No."
Everyone notices the sky turned to black since Flame Prince became the only glowing being in the darkness. "Ha! All we need to do is put you in a la-"
Fionna shuts Marshall Lee's mouth with her fist as Flame Prince smiles awkwardly at her. "I guess it's time to go ho-" thunder interrupts him as rain began to pour down heavily against the burned ceiling which began to fall apart. Everyone ran to the hallway as the wet, burnt wood crashed down on the cindered floor. Fi sighs as she feels warm close to Flame Prince she opens her eyes and realizes everyone surrounded him.
"H-Hey!" she exclaims as she madly blushes.
"Fi just share him..." groans Marshall as he lifts his hands to warm them from the cold wind coming in from the hole.
"N-No!" she refuses.
"Anyway he can't go home," says Cake. "It's P-O-U-RING!"
"Hmm...Marshall can you share you-"
"NOPE!"
Fi glares at him and puffs her cheeks up furiously. She then looks at Cake...
...
"Cake why don't you wanna morph into a giant so we can go under your belly?!" exclaims an annoyed Fionna as she is scrunches up in the middle of Marshall and Flame Prince.
Cake shrunk and sat on Fi's shoulder, "Because I'll get sick! And that ain't good!"
"You do tier 15?" smirks Marshall.
In response Cake slaps him, "SHH!"
"What's tier 15?" asks Flame Prince and Fionna.
Marshall starts, "It's-"
He gets smacked in the face as Cake intercepts, "DIDN'T I TELL YOU NOT TO ASK ABOUT TIER 15?!"
"But I don't-"
"DO NOT DO TIER 15!"
"But Cake, I don't know what it is," explains Fi. "So...how would I know what I'm not supposed to do with Flame Prince?"
"J-Just...no," she sneaks a glare at Flame Prince who had a confused look on his face and whispers, "Don't...do...it."
After Cake slowly disappeared in Fionna's hat the Prince turns to her with a "What was that?" look. She shrugs with a smile and begins to beat box.
Marshall Lee nods to the beat. Flame Prince sees this and tries copying his movement. Fi loses beat when she notices Flame Prince copying Marshall and lets out a "PFFT!" but continues to beat box. Flame Prince's cheeks turn red and Marshall lets out howl of laughter. After clearing his throat he gets ready to rap, "Ahem. Mother knows best, oh, how those words are such a lie. They want us to follow the rules of their make up society. Next thing you know they do something absurd such as eating your fries, man that's a tu-"
Cake pops out of Fionna's hat, "Oh my Glob Marshall you are still hung over that?!"
"SHE ATE MY FRIES!"
Everyone stops in front of the tree fort and the vampire pushes Fi to the front of the door so he can have more space under the umbrella. Fi pouts as Marshall teases, "Aw, you just sad you don't get to walk Flame Prince home."
"S-Shut up!" yells Fi with her blushing cheeks and furrowed eyebrows.
"C'mon," chimes Marshall, "Give him a little kiss before you leave." He starts making kiss noises towards Flame Prince. Fi grabs his umbrella and punches him out into the rain.
"You've been real quiet for a while," she comments as Flame Prince focuses her eyes from Marshall's twitching body to her. "You okay?"
"Of course, the song just sort of made me think..." he looks away, uncomfortable of talking about his mother. Suddenly, straight out he says bluntly without thinking, "Want to go on a date tomorrow?" He covered his mouth with embarrassment and a red face.
He was so loud he startled Fi who nearly dropped the umbrella and laughs not realizing his question. "Your face turned red when you...asked me..." her voice begins shaking, "D-Date?" She grips the umbrella handle hard while her face turns from pink to deep red and lowers her head. "Uh...uh! OF COURSE! LOVE TO!"
Flame Prince lets out a beaming smile, "Okay. I'll pick you up."
"O-Okay..." says Fi shyly as she passes the umbrella to Marshall. "Good night!"
When the door shut Marshall flicks his head to Flame Prince, "Have you guys ever gone on a date?"
The absentminded Prince stares off in a distance for a while and asks, "Does the ball count?"
"No," quickly answers Marshall. "Okay, man, while we're walking I'm going to give you a few tips on what to do on dates."
"Oh...okay? What do I do?"
"Act really rebellious. Do what you want to do, chicks dig that."
"Fionna 'digs' that?" he finds that hard to believe, but who has more knowledge about his girlfriend between them?
"Oh right...Fi isn't really a chick."
"And you're always rebellious Marshall."
"Yeah, so?"
"She didn't go to you."
Silence passes both. "Oh quit acting high and mighty you got her," grunts the irritated vampire. "Where are you even thinking of taking her?"
"I don't know."
"Okay look," they pause in front of his cave, "This is probably the most true thing I've said today, but Fi loves adventure. Give her an adventure. She'll love that!"
"Oh, so battling evil things?"
"Yup."
"Burning them to their grave?"
"...No."
"Oh, then I should avoid that?"
"Yes."
"Oh," Flame Prince steps in his cave. "Is that it?"
"That is all I will give you, since you pretty much like flaunting the fact you have her."
"Yeah, she's mine," responds Flame Prince bluntly.
Marshall Lee rolls his eyes, "Whatever man, sleep it off tonight. See ya whenever Princey-poo!" The vampire disappears into the darkness of the night as Flame Prince turns around and suddenly trips over a large object.
"Huh...? LSP?"
The purple cloud rubs his head while complaining of his aches and cramps. "Yeah, it was raining and Jennifer wouldn't leave me alone. So I'll crash here for tonight! Cool with you?" Flame Prince just looks at him with a confused look, "Cool. So! I heard you and Marshall talking about Fionna. Oh yeah, she and I are close buds."
"So, can you give me tips on how to act on a date?"
"Ch, yeah, that's what I do best. Give...advice about attracting the ladies. Especially since they can't resist these lumps," he starts pumping his "muscles" while saying "Oh yeah, look at these pecs." Flame Prince gets ready to walk to the end of the cave, but LSP pops up in front of him, "W-WAIT! I'll give you awesome tips on making Fionna in love with you!"
"She...already is."
"Oh. Then just show off your pecs to keep her eyes on you at all times. I mean, you're good looking, and even though your pecs aren't as big as mine, it's probably what caught her attention."
"Uh...huh."
"I can show you how to."
"No thanks."
"All right then, I'm going to sleep. Where do I crash?"
"Just stay by the entrance."
"But it's cold!" complains LSP.
Flame Prince is already annoyed and shoots flames at a pile of wood the cubs probably brought in from their play time. "There."
"Thanks man! You're so cool! I mean hot! Hehe...I'm so funny."
The Prince walks further into the cave where he can't hear LSP muttering comments about himself. He sits down and puts together the information he received today about dates. "Pecs...and adventure is what I need?"