A/N- Sorry that it took to long, but here is the New Chapters guys if your keeping up with the story I'm glad, hope that yall like it. We're getting deeper into the history between everyone. Anyways to the disclaimer.
Jake: All right, None of the characters belong to Exodix. All credit goes to Pendelton Ward and Natasha Allegri.
All right. Thanks Jake now that I'm done with this chapter time to go hang with my girlfriend.
Jake: DON'T DO TIER FIFTEEN!
Dude I can go to whatever tier I want.
Jake: DON'T DO IT MAN.
Whatever, to the chapter.
-988 years ago-
I walk ahead, my sword in hand checking the bridge just around the corner of a building that led to the bridge that they had seen a mile before, making sure that the area is safe for the other two to come through. "It looks good guys. I think we should be able to pass through here without any worry's " I say quietly, making sure that if there were any of the things that they now called "Globs", they wouldn't come out and attack. I may not know what they do when they catch you, but truthfully I don't want to find out ever. I adjust the backpack and two large cases on my back so that I was easier to walk over to them.
They start walking forward coming up behind me, the old man Simon, his skin a light blue that shouldn't have been possible, his nearly white beard about halfway down his stomach, his nose very long. His cracked glasses were ascue, but he didn't seem to mind at all. Simon keeps scratching at his beard, as if there were something crawling around in it. His old suit has tears on it, making him look run down, a pink spot on the breast pocket where a little creature had used to be, though it left long ago. His tattered green backpack hung off his shoulder, showing that he didn't care as much about his appearance as he used to, the sleeping pack in it starting to slide off the top of it and the pocket on the side torn away. On the other side you could see the worn out drum sticks poking out of it. It looked like he was having trouble concentrating, and I know that it had to do with the golden crown hanging off a string at his side. When you looked at him, other than his hair, beard, and nose, he looked almost exactly the same as he did when we started traveling together nearly three years ago.
Then Marceline came up, he hair all over the place, in a crimson red shirt that was torn at the side where she had caught it on a low hanging branch. Jeans with holes all over the legs and a small red backpack hanging off her back that we had found on our journey. Her pointed ears stood on end, listening closely to make sure that nothing was around us an that it was truly safe to go. Looking at her teeth I notice the one that had gotten knocked out after we ran from a large group of globs, was starting to grow back. She was holding the old bear that had been repaired hundreds of times with material that we had found on the way. She gives a slight nod telling me that she doesn't hear anything and takes Simon's hand to get him to walk forward with us.
"How are yall feeling?" I quietly ask them looking around at the crumbling bridge. It was about a hundred feet above a lake and looked like it would fall at any second.
"I'm fine but it looks like Simon is getting worse," Marceline responds softly looking up at Simon who seemed to be muttering something about snow.
As I listen closer he starts talking a little louder, "Ice and snow, no no Marcy needs me I have to stay focused. Ice winds are calling. I should listen to the crown, No no I need to listen to her to keep her safe." And he continued on like that for some time.
"I know your worried, so am I. But right now we need to get somewhere safe that we can talk him back into his right mind," I say which gets me an evil stare from the 15 year old girl. She hated when I said that Simon wasn't sane, 'But he needs help,' I thought to myself.
"He's just fine Spike. He has been taking care of me a lot longer than you." She said in a hard voice. It hurt when she said that, and my throat closed up a little at the actual pain it cause when she said it, but I knew that I would never be able to tell her off for it. She just ment to much to me. "Anyways, Simon can keep taking care of us, he just needs help to not have to put the crown on."
"I know," I say in a small strangled tone not wanting to make her any madder than she already was. I walk further on the bridge checking the abandoned cars for the globs, because we had trouble when a bunch of them were laying in wait, or whatever they really did when they weren't chasing after things. "Looks safe enough. we should be able to cross and find somewhere safe for the night," I say waving her closer to me, and we continue walking down the bridge.
"I don't know if we should be going to this city," Marceline said.
"We don't really have many other options,"
"But what if there is a herd of globs in there?"
"Well thats what I'm here for Marcy, I fight for all of us."
"I can't help but worry though, but we need to find a place to rest for Simon."
"We will. I promise." I say walking back to her putting my hand on her head calming her down a little. "Listen lets just hurry across. That building on the other side should be good. I'll clear it out once we get there." I say pointing at a two story building that was just to the left of the bridge. We continue across the bridge, Marceline sometimes having to drag Simon across. At one point I had to push a car out of the way, as I did it tilted off the edge, my shirt catching onto the bumper of the car. I started to move away, but felt it start to pull me off the bridge with...
"DID YOU FALL?!" Jake suddenly yelled bringing my mind to the present.
"What have I already said twice?" I yell at him, throwing a bacon pancake into his face. "No interruption. Do you want to hear this story or not?"
"Jake stop being a poo brain and rude." Finn yelled at him. Both princesses looked at Jake and nodded to agree with Finn.
"Sorry," He said letting the pancake slide into his mouth. And I started the story where it had left off.
... it. Marceline yelled my name, but before it pulled me down, my shirt ripped allowing me to regain my balance only to lose it again falling forward landing one my hands and knees. "Holy crud monkeys that was close." I say in a small voice. I look up at Marceline and Simon, and see that Simon's eyes had gone wide and his arm had reached out to try and grab me. It made me happy to know that at least Simon knew that he should try to help when we are in trouble, and truthfully that was more than enough for me. Marceline had let of go of Simon's hand and ran forward but stopped when she saw that I was fine.
She then sat down on the ground and started to cry. "I-I thought I w-was going to lose you," She sobbed into her hand, and I crawl over to her as Simon takes a few steps to put a hand on her shoulder. She throws her arms around me and cries into my chest for a few minutes while I pat her back saying calming things into her ear.
When she finally calmed down enough to stand we started on our way across the bridge again. We finally made it across when suddenly we hear a low groan which makes us duck quickly behind a car. I take a peek through the shattered windows and see a glob just wandering the street in front of them. Suddenly it stops moving forward, and falls straight to the ground. Getting a little higher I see that it seemed to be stuck in a pink substance. 'What is that stuff? We've seen it all over the place, but Simon told us not to touch it.' I thought to myself and waved at the other two to start towards the house that was less than two blocks away. We make our way around, ducking behind cars in case more of those things were around, but we managed to get to the house without anything happening. Entering the house I wave for the two of them to stay put while I search the house, and as soon as I head to the back of the house Marceline moves a chair infront of the door to hold it close while we stay.
I enter the back of the house where the kitchen is and see that the whole place seems to be in one piece unlike most places that we passed. The first thing that I checked was the pantry and saw that there was a lot of canned food, and decide that I would come back to check if any of it was still good. I opened every door, cab-nit and wardrobe to make sure that nothing was around that would attack us. When I finally decided it was safe I walked to the entrance and said, "I think that we should spend the night in the basement. I'll move a few of the mattresses down there so we can be a bit more comfortable." And with that I point them to the door and head up stairs to grab the mattresses Throwing them down the stairs one at a time, I walk down to throw them down through the door to the basement where I hear a yell of pain. "MARCY YOU OK?" I yell down the stair jumping down to make sure.
"I'm fine, just tried to catch the bed," she said rubbing her head.
Smiling, I walk over to her and kiss her head where she was rubbing. I notice a small blush spreading across her face. "You know I hate when you do that Spike." She said pushing me away a little.
"You love it Marcy," I say smiling. I then walk over pulling all the beds to the middle of the room so that we can be close together. I lay my sword, and the two cases next to the bed that I take, and push one towards Marceline.
"Lets play a song," I say.
"Which one?" Marceline asked.
"How about we play that one that we've been practicing,"
"But Simon should rest don't you think?"
I look over at Simon who is still mumbling to himself. "Simon do you want to play a song?" I ask him, and he looks up at me for a second. He then proceeds to pull out the drumsticks and playing a small beat on the ground. Marceline sighs, and I smile pulling out the guitar that I had found and actually learned how to play. It was a simple guitar that had a few stickers on it that I happened to have found in random stores along the way, with a few nicks in the wood. While she a bass that we had found in a small shop outside of what we believed to have been New York City, and we start to play along with the beat that Simon was giving us. Then We start to sing softly along with the song in almost perfect harmony.
"I'm looking at you through the glass...
Don't know how much time has passed Oh, god it feels like foreverBut no one ever tells you that forever Feels like home sitting all alone inside your head
How do you feel? That is the question But I forget.. you don't expect an easy answer When something like a soul becomes Initialized and folded up like paper dolls and little notes You can't expect a bit of hope So while you're outside looking in Describing what you see Remember what you're staring at is me
Cause I'm looking at you through the glass...
Don't know how much time has passed All I know is that it feels like forever When no one ever tells you that forever Feels like home, sitting all alone inside your head"
My voice cracked at this part having yelled a lot earlier in the day.
"How much is real? So much to question An epidemic of the mannequins Contaminating everything When thought came from the heart It never did right from the start Just listen to the noises (Null and void instead of voices)
Before you tell yourself It's just a different scene Remember it's just different from what you've seen
I'm looking at you through the glass...
Don't know how much time has passed And all I know is that it feels like forever When no one ever tells you that forever Feels like home, sitting all alone inside your head"
Marceline's voice calls rises through causing perfect harmony at the next part.
"And it's the starrrssss The sttarrrsss That shine for you And it's the starrrssss The sttarrrsss That lie to you.. yeah-ah
I'm looking at you through the glass...
Don't know how much time has passed Oh, god it feels like forever But no one ever tells you that forever Feels like home, sitting all alone inside your head
'Cause I'm looking at you through the glass...
Don't know how much time has passed All I know is that it feels like forever But no one ever tells you that forever Feels like home, sitting all alone inside your heaaaaddd
And it's the starrrssss The sttarrrsss That shine for you.. yeah-ah And it's the starrrssss The sttarrrsss That lie to you.. yeah-ah
And it's the starrrssss The sttarrrsss That shine for you.. yeah-ah And it's the starrrssss The sttarrrsss That lie to you.. yeah-ah yeah
Ohhhoh when the starrs Ohhh oh when the starrrrs that liieee"
When we finished even Simon was smiling at the song, and we all put away our instruments and lay down on the beds. I turn on my side and say quietly, "Night Simon. Night Mar-Mar."
"Goodnight Simon, Goodnight Spike."
"Goodnight Gunther, Goodnight Gunter." And I could tell that Marceline didn't want to hear that name, but it was better than a what happened a few months earlier when he didn't even remember either of us at all.
"I think that's enough of the story to tell yall." I said looking at the four people sitting across from me staring at me, in trawled in the story. I look up at the window and notice that it was dark. "Well she's probably asleep by now. I guess I'll just find a place to nap for the night." I say standing up pulling the two pieces of the sword into my bag, and start towards the door.
"You can stay here if you want man." I hear Finn say behind me. "Why don't all of you stay tonight? Then we can listen to more of your story tomorrow bro." With that I turn around.
"Who said that I was going to tell you more than that. I only said that I would tell you a little bit of the past." I say looking at them. Then Finn started giving me the puppy dog eyes, and I sigh. "Fine but it will have to wait for a little while. And thanks for the offer to stay here but I prefer to be outside. If you want to hear more then I'll be back here in two days." I say looking over my shoulder and seeing all four of them nodding. "Now I have to find a place to sleep and a good time to meet her again." I then jump down the ladder and walking out the door hearing the four upstairs muttering about what they had heard in the story, but also hear something about a vampire and stick my tongue out as I walk towards a forest.
The song in the story is Through Glass by Stone Sour. All rights to the song go to them, just thought that it was a good idea to use cuz of the way Simon is in the story.
And you got to like the fact that I made a scene where glob came from. Anyways thanks for reading, and review please. I'll have the next chapter up in a couple of days.
A/N2- I forgot to add a part that the story would kind of be lost without.