Well holy shit, where has the time gone by? It's been what, almost two years since I've added to this little chronicle? Angsty 22-year-old fluff aside, you could say I've been through an emotional rollercoaster these past moons. Family troubles, money woes, minor mental breakdowns, you name it I've seen it. So, I thought what the hey, let's write some more power fantasy fanfiction about a show that's not nearly as popular as it used to be (which still breaks my inner child's heart) to quell all the daydreams I have. I went back and read this the other day and it sounds like it was written by a completely different person. Anyways, let's see what happens! Side bar: I don't really know who I'm talking to, the likelihood of another human reading this is about the same as Guy Fieri giving me a trillion dollars and the father-like approval only he could really give. Anyways, to make up for our long time apart, I bestow upon you dear reader, a pretty heckin long chapter.

I don't own Adventure Time. I'm just as upset as you are.

-Chapter 6, Let's See Where This Goes-

Last time we left our heroes, Finn and Spencer happened upon a seemingly-pissed off black bear. Let's see how they're getting along, shall we?

Spencer hopped down from the spear and removed it from the ground. He then hoisted it up into a farmer's carry on his shoulder and started to stretch nonchalantly.

"How's about you start off Finny-boy? I need to stretch first."

"Uh…you want me to fight that…by myself?" Finn pointed to the massive bear as it was intensely staring the both of them down. Not that he hasn't fought a bear before, hell that's where he got his hat from. It's that this one just definitely seemed more dangerous than any he's seen before.

"Well duh, what'd you think I meant? Take it out for pizza and a movie?"

"It's just that I usually have Jake as backup for stuff like this and-"

"And how did that work out when you were knocked out cold by an ambush?" Spencer asked, with a serious demeanor Finn never expected out of him. "Backup is never a guarantee. If you're used to someone always having your back, then get used to getting your ass handed to you." Aggravated at Spencer's observation, he clenched his fists. Spencer was right, 5 times out of 10, he lost one-on-one battles. The bear let out a warning roar, starting to circle the two heroes. The roar alerted Finn and brought him back to the predicament they were currently in.

"You want me to train you? Then lesson one is go fight that bear." Spencer motioned towards the lumbering creature as it moved ever closer to them. Finn nervously looked to Spencer, wanting his approval and the opportunity to learn more about him yet also pretty nervous about the whole bear thing.

"…Yeah, alright, I'm in." Finn smirked with gusto as he dug in his back foot, getting ready to advance, until Spencer interjected with more good news.

"Ah-ah, give me the sword." He held his hand out, waiting for Finn to give him his only edge against his foe. A wide-eyed Finn stammered and looked to the weapon in question, shocked.

"WHAT?! Dude you can't be serious!" Finn backed away, not wanting to give his weapon away. Spencer only smiled and gave a slight chuckle.

"First lesson bro, a weapon is only as good as the warrior wielding it, and no offense, from what I've seen, your style is no style. We'll work on that first. Until then, go punch that bear into a rug good enough to rest at a fireplace!" Spencer finished with a flashy smile and a flourished fist, imagining an inspirational waterfall behind him. Apparently now hearing crickets his teaching moment turned into a flop. "Oh come on! That only happens in cartoons!" Complaining to no one in particular.

For all Finn was concerned, the man was now certifiably insane. Did he seriously thinking throwing fists and feet at this thing would really work? He'd be torn apart and used as a chew toy! I mean yeah Spencer wouldn't let him get killed…but that doesn't mean he wouldn't get seriously messed up in the process. Waiting for the 'gotcha' moment from Spencer, he almost forgot about the hulking monstrosity even closer than before. Wanting to trust his new "sensei" Finn tossed his sword over to be caught by Spencer and staked into the ground.

"Well…let's see how this goes." Finn mustered up all the courage possible and cracked his knuckles. The bear stopped in its tracks, seemingly aware of what was next and let out a low growl in anticipation. Finn started bouncing on his feet and rushed into action with the best battle cry he could come up at the moment. "Well it's BEARY nice to meet you!" He yelled as he leapt into a very impressive-looking flying kick…that the bear deftly ducked under and swatted Finn away with a paw that flung him into a tree.

"…HAH! Beary! I get it!" Spencer slapped his knee and chuckled way longer than was appropriate. Seeing Finn trying to steady himself upright on a downed tree, he was struck with a great idea. After his moment of pun appreciation, he phased his spear back into the neutral rod form and tossed it with surprising accuracy in Finn's new direction. "Hey grasshopper, heads up!"

"Huh? OOF!" The airborne weapon tripped Finn over said log back into his somewhat comfy spot in the dirt. Comfy being the most appropriate word considering it wasn't within 10 feet of the ursine mass that just swatted him away like an aggressive bee. Finn's nasty leer over the top the log was all Spencer needed to know he was going to hear about that later, but to him a comedic moment must never be wasted.

Spencer gave a taunting whistle over to their forest combatant and waited with an open gesture as if saying to give him a piece. The bear cocked its head in an almost amused way and reared up to its full height, matching the challenge. Spencer then smirked, and slowly set himself into a low horse stance, every muscle firming and resting in anticipation and the occasional spark jumping from his legs to the ground. Finn, now sitting on his new favorite log, bounced his knee in excitement and hoping to see some real action.

In a flash, Spencer disappeared from his stance and weaved serpentine towards the bear, only being seen in the moments when his foot planted to change direction, electricity trailing behind him. The bear braced for the coming impact, only there was none. The bear definitely didn't expect a tap on its shoulder then being swept by a pair of foreign legs around its arm throwing it off balance and ending up in a swift arm bar on the ground.

"…whoa." That was the best Finn could come up with at the moment. That was probably the best anyone could if they just witnessed what he did. I mean it's not every day some guy just moseys up to a giant bear and punks it into an arm bar. I mean sure, Finn had his questions about how skilled Spencer really was, but now any concerns he had were out the proverbial window. He HAD to learn more about him and glob hope, be trained by him.

Spencer's victory was not celebrated quite yet, however, as the bear used its strength to roll over and try to slam him into the ground. At the last moment before impact, Spencer released its arm and vaulted off the bear. He used its huge torso as a springboard and flipped through the air, finishing his escape in what some call a "superhero landing".

"Huh, looks like we got a real bout on our hands here Winnie." Spencer changed his approach into a boxer stance, fists up high and bouncing on his feet. Electricity now danced along his arms and his fists were glowing with power. The bear decided to take initiative this time, charging at our black and blue hero. The bear came in strong with 2 arching swipes, both easily avoided and countered with quick jabs to its face and shoulders, the strikes enhanced with shocks that could be heard from Finn was sitting. He followed suit with a quick roundhouse to the side of its head, spiraling it away from Spencer. He simply held his foot out and slowly returned to a rest position, the sparks dying out as he did so. The bear quickly rose up, clearly more pissed then it was before.

"Alright Smoky, let's settle this the old-fashioned way, huh?" Spencer offered as he slowly advanced toward the bear cracking his knuckles and willing the electricity away, opting not to use his augmented strength. The bear strangely seemed to understand as it rose up to full height and held its paws out front, waiting for what apparently, they were both ready for. Spencer stopped in front of the bear and slammed his open hands into the paws of the bear, and they both started playing the highest-stakes game of mercy Finn has ever seen.

"I don't really know what's going on, and at this point I'm too afraid to ask." Jake whispered right over Finn's Shoulder.

"DUDE WHAT THE FRICK?!" Finn fell forward off his seat, startled at his brother's apparent talent in sneaking up on him. "How long have you been there?!"

"Oh, not long, here's your omelet by the way, I decided to make it anyway…even though you rudely ditched out of breakfast." Jake huffed at his brother, holding a plate of his now cold egg dish. No one would dare miss his breakfast. I mean NO ONE.

"Okay this its literally not the time to argue about this, can you not see what's happening right now?!" Finn gestured to the clash of titans before him because Jake was apparently not aware. Jake sat his container of food down and tilted his head in confusion.

"Yeah I was wondering about that. Spencer seems like the type to go out and punch a bear for looking at him wrong, but I didn't think he'd really do it. *sniff* Wait, dude that doesn't smell like a regular bear, what's going on?"

"Hold up boys, almost finished! I got her on the ropes!" Spencer happily grimaced while starting to gain the upper hand on the supposedly female bear.

'Wait, how the heck would he know it's a girl?' Finn pondered to himself.

'Suddenly I have some questions about this situation.' Jake also pondered to himself, shocking I know.

Spencer was firmly on the balls of his feet, seemingly winning this contest of strength. The bear had different plans as it twisted its whole body and threw Spencer straight onto his back, forcing out any air he owned at the moment. Now, suddenly at the mercy of the giant black bear with its snout inches away from his nose, Spencer was stone-faced. Finn and Jake were about to spring in to help when Spencer held his hand up, stopping them.

"Well, I guess you got me…what does that make? 46-47 now? If so I'm still winning." Spencer said to the bear, scratching its ears while laughing at the bears unamused expression.

"Well if you took your training more seriously, you would prevail without effort my liege." The bear suddenly said in a slow walk away from Spencer. The bear then sat down and scratched the back of HER head apparently, if the voice was accurate. The voice sounded like it came from a scolding mother, not exactly the raspy growl of a regular bear.

"Ugh, come on Selene, I told you to stop calling me that, I feel weird whenever you say that royalty crap." Spencer said as stood up and dusted himself off.

"Okay well, fair to say, we have some questions." Finn said standing next to Jake, both wearing one would say flabbergasted faces.

"Oh yeah! I can't believe I forgot! Fellas, this is Selene, you could call her my partner, sidekick, and full-time hovering mother figure." Spencer gleamed with a proud smile and an arm around the bear who was giving him a side eye like you wouldn't believe.

"Please, you wish I was your hovering mother." Selene huffed and started to walk away.

"…doesn't stop her acting like one." Spencer whispered and elbowed Finn and Jake.

"What was that my lord?" Selene stopped in her tracks, obviously having heard what was said.

"Oh uh, nothing! I said that doesn't stop you from being an amazing mentor and overall cool chick!" Spencer visibly sweat dropped and gave his best thumbs up possible.

"…whatever." Selene kept walking and was suddenly covered in a bright blue light and flash of lightning that made both Finn and Jake shield their eyes. What they opened them back up to was not what they expected. Selene had changed into a small black cat with the same scar as before, and blue eyes and stripes. Convenient color scheme considering who she chose as company…or was it the other way around? Selene stretched and leapt onto Spencer's shoulders and found a comfortable position.

"You can go ahead and carry me to wherever we're staying your majesty, you owe me that much after asking me to take that horrid form just so you can get a, how did you describe it, "workout" in. You know I hate being that ugly thing." Selene finished with a yawn while swishing her tail.

"…okay, what?" Jake asked, Finn's face asking the same question.

"Alright, long story short, I happened upon Selene when I was young while survival training, we helped each other out, so now she's kind of like my familiar. Also she's part of a long-extinct race called the Stratus Beasts but that's neither here nor there." Spencer waved off like that wasn't something that needed to be discussed.

Finn was trying his best to pinch the bridge of his nose and stop the headache currently forming out of sheer frustration. Jake on the other hand held an expression best described as a pirate watching his ship being carried away by thousands of rock-crabs in Davey Jones' locker.

"Well, that seemingly wasn't a sufficient answer so how about I tell you guys all the deats over breakfast? Jake?" Spencer knowingly glanced at Jake, pegging him for a breakfast guy. Spencer knew he liked him for a reason.

"Yeah! I'll go get started on a fresh batch! Race you both back!" Jake stretched his legs out hoping to get a head start.

"Dude we talked about the stretch-legs, that's cheating!" Finn started jogging in the direction of the treehouse, pausing to wait for Spencer. "Hey Spence, you coming?"

"Yeah go ahead, I gotta wash up and change. I'll be there in a sec." Spencer said as he waved off Finn. Finn smiled and took off after his brother. Alone with Selene, he looked to her with a worried expression.

"Selene, I haven't told them about all that stuff from back home, I'm trying to keep it on the down-low. We're supposed to be on a reconnaissance mission, remember?" Spencer showed his concern to the black feline. Unamused, Selene opened one eye before speaking.

"I don't know why you insist on keeping your status a secret my lord. You're far above these commoners. Plus, we were supposed to be gaining intelligence on the Candy Kingdom today, and the Flame Kingdom tomorrow. Why are we wasting time with them? I had to scout out the Slime Kingdom on my own while you were tending to their wounds, then I find you counseling that human boy when you were supposed to be focusing on gaining more control of your power." Selene finished with a huff.

"I know, I know. We're supposed to be doing the centennial recon sweep. I just found these guys and saw something special in Finn over there. Something I haven't seen in a long time…" Spencer gazed off to the treehouse sentimentally.

"Don't tell me you've grown attached to this young boy my lord." Selene said as she jumped off his shoulders and sat down in front of him. "We're supposed to be in and out of this backwater continent, our boat crashing has only delayed us leaving." She said with a condescending glare, as Spencer kneeled to her level.

"The mission is the most important thing right now, I get that. But Finn said that he hasn't seen ANY humans around here, like ever. Don't you think that's cause for concern?"

"I suppose that does warrant an investigation. We'll have to interrogate Bonnibel and find out what she knows." Selene said with genuine curiosity.

"I doubt an interrogation is necessary, but we'll definitely ask her, deal? I just hope this isn't about you know who." Spencer looked over to the horizon with concern.

"Yes, that would be most troubling news indeed, especially going years with no word of him." Selene added while jumping onto his shoulders again. "Now let's head to wherever this breakfast is if you would please my lord. I am rather famished after our skirmish." Selene said with a coy smile. Spencer chuckled and started towards the treehouse.

"Heh, yeah that sounds good to me. I wonder how the guys will think about all this stuff I'm about to clue them in on, what do you think? Selene?" Spencer asked the now sleeping cat.

"Lazy cat."

"I heard that your majesty."

-x-

Well there we have it. Felt good writing something with actual meat on its bones this time. I keep telling myself I'll keep writing this but at this point who knows. Honestly though it's fun writing and I wish I had all the time in the world to do this. Unfortunately they don't pay for writing shitty fanfiction, so until then, I have to keep building houses to make money for pizza and Jim Beam and other essentials. Until next time, whenever that is, see later alligators.