A/N- So hope that you guys like this chapter. It was kind of boring to write cuz this is mostly fluff. Anyways to the disclaimer.
A/N 2- Had to go back and fix a few grammatical errors which is why I'm re-posting this chapter.
Finn: MATHEMATICAL. Exodix doesn't own any of the adventure time cast or places of it. All credit goes to Pendelton Ward and Natasha Allegri.
Thanks Finn see you later.
Finn: Alight, see you in the next chapter.
I sit in the small kitchen, being watched by three people, plus a small machine that had the word B-mo across its side and a controller with a large joystick on it, rummaging through my backpack trying to fine the leather strap that had sat in there for a long time. On the table sits two pieces or metal, one about four feet, the other is about a foot in length that had worn leather covering all but the tips of it that used to be my makeshift sword. I'm shoulder deep into the bag, all of the people staring probably wondering how I could do that in what looked like such a small bag, when my hand brushes against a stack of books, a bundle of spare clothes, a large pile of food, and many other things that half the time I wondered how it got in there. Finally I get fed up searching blindly, and take my arm out sticking my head into the bag looking at every thing that had I had collected over the past, nearly, millennium and am amazed as always how the spell that was cast on the bag made it this big. A thought crossed my mind, 'How does everything stay in place while I walk? Eh, probably just part of the spell.' I finally see what I'm looking for and take my head out reaching in again grabbing it quickly pulling it out and smiling.
"What you need that for bro?" Finn asked looking at the leather strap about three feet in length. He watches as I untie the strap that is around the smaller piece of metal as eyes follow my hands. "Oh that cool, and while your doing this you have time to tell us why your looking for Marcy. And what was the other thing that you rushed into you pack?"
I sigh looking up at all three of them, tired of the same question that they had been asking for the past two hours he had been working on fixing the make shift sword. 'I just need you this one last time, then I can put you to rest for as long as you want.' I think to the sword, memories welling up in the back of my mind. I forced my mind away from it, and then started wrapping the new leather around the small piece from there I start to connect the two pieces, but realize that there is a problem. "I don't have a blow torch." I say lightly trying to figure how I should I could get them connected. Looking up at them, I realize that all three of them are staring at me, trying to get me to answer. "Sorry to ask this but would you happen to have a blow torch or something?"
Right as I ask there is a knock on the door, and Finn's face lights up some, then he looks around, "Crud, I forgot that Fire Princess was coming over. Need to fire proof the house quick," He says doing a back-flip towards the cab-nit and pulls out a lot of aluminum foil, then running over to the booth getting Princess Bubblegum to slide over to the side, and started covering the seat with it. "Jake get the door bro." With that Jake walks to the ladder, and started to climb down. I busied myself trying to find a solution to my problem of getting the two pieces together when out of no where a pillar of flames came flying up the ladder. My eyes grew a little not sure of what was going on when the pillar turned into a girl. Her hair was short, and everything about her was on a color scheme of red to yellow.
"Hey FP. Sorry I was distracted by this guy her. I want to know what he wants with Marceline." Finn said looking into her eyes, then lifting up the aluminum foil, pulling some more out he wrapped them around her hands, then he goes over to a drawr and pulls out a pair of oven mit. During this whole display, Princess Bubblegum's face had a look of pain and jealousy all over it. She looked like she wanted to walk over and push Flame Princess out of the way and take hold of Finn's hand. Watching all this happen an idea comes to me just as Finn takes her hand.
Standing up, I quickly ask, "Um excuse me, uh... Fire Princess, would it be ok if i asked you to mend these two pieces of metal together please?" She looked at me, confusion etched across her face.
"If your annoying my boyfriend then I will burn you alive." She said to me raising her hands, flames starting to erupt from them. A flame flings forward, licking at my cheek, but I stand completely still.
"I don't believe that I'm annoying him so much as he is annoying me while I am trying to work." I say in a formal tone, feeling the slight burn on my cheek. "If you would just combine these two pieces I would happily leave here." She looks at Finn who looks at her, then he looked at Jake who was looking at a tub of ice cream that he seemed to have pulled out of no where.
"FP help him after he tells us why he wants to meet up with Marceline." Finn said, and she nodded. I let out a loud sigh and throw my hands up in the air.
"What is it with you people? I just need to meet up with her. Its a long story that I'd rather not get into," I yell exasperated. I walk back to the table and grab the pieces of the sword, and start to walk towards the ladder with both pieces in my hands.
"Will you at least tell us how you know her? Do you know about Simon?" Finn asked, and I stopped dead in my tracks turning quickly to stare at him.
"She told you about Simon? She told you he took care of her when she was young?" I ask completely surprised. Finn and Jake nod to me, but both of the princesses were looking between us trying to figure out what we were talking about. "If that's true, I guess I can tell you a little bit about my past, but not to anyone who doesn't know about Simon." I say looking at the two princesses. "Nothing against you two, but my past is not something that can just be told around. I've had a long history with bad stuff in my life. If you two would leave the room while I tell these two this story please."
Finn nodded to FP who nodded back, and Bubblegum looked at me. "I don't think that you have a choice about telling all four of us. We are princesses so you must follow our orders."
"I'm not one of your candy subjects, or a flame elemental. So I don't have to do anything that you say little girl," I say giving her a glare that showed I didn't respect her. "I asked you for help due to the fact that a princess should know a lot about her kingdom. I didn't ask because I respect you."
"HEY! NO ONE TALKS TO PEEBLES LIKE THAT!" Finn yelled pulling out his sword, staring me down.
"I talk to her like that because she is disrespecting me." I say looking him dead in the eye. If you want to hear this story then only people that know Marceline's past can hear it." I say loudly. Then Finn puts a finger to his lips and thinks for a moment. Without a second thought he starts telling the story about Marceline's past with Simon, about how they had traveled together, and Simon had cared for her, "What the hell are you doing?" I intergect halfway through the story.
He looks at me with a completely straight face and says, "You said only people that know Marceline and Simon's past can hear this story. So I'm telling them the sorry of their past." Then he continued. Throughout the whole story Bubblegum and FP listen carefully. After he reached the part where Simon had found chicken soup for the sick little Marcy the story ended.
"Did she give you permission to tell that story?"
"She didn't say that we couldn't tell anyone." Finn said.
"But she didn't give you direct permission?"
"No but she wouldn't mind." Finn said with a slight edge of fear to his voice
"I bet she will mind very much. She isn't the type to tell just anyone that story." I say, but sigh thinking about it for a minute and take a deep breath. "Fine I will tell you about my past with Marceline, but there are to be no interruptions " They all nod and stare at me with complete interest. "It all started with me finding Marceline almost a thousand years ago..."
"A thousand years, How old are you bro?" Jake asked pointing at me. I stare him down until he puts his hand down and sits down. "Sorry." He said quietly.
"I said no interruptions Now anyways..." and I started telling them the story of how I had made the make shift sword, about how I had woken in the church hurt, how I had busted out the door to find a young Marceline and Simon. Then I continued on thinking back to a little while after that, and my mind went back.