So I promised that I would continue to write, and with that promise here is a new chapter. You get to know a little more about their past together. Unfortunately no one was around for me to get to do the disclaimer. But here is the disclaimer. I do not own anything of Adventure time. All credit goes to Pendelton Ward and Natasha Allegri. Well onto the new chapter, and thanks for reading.
I wake with a jolt, hearing groaning close by. I look next to me and see Marcy and Simon still asleep. The one time that Simon looks like his old self is while he is asleep, and I know that Marceline likes to watch him sleep, if only to remember the times before he went insane. From the looks of it that is exactly what she had done last night, and I could tell that it would be hard to wake them. Suddenly I hear the groaning again, and I quickly look around to find that a small window that had let in a soft moonlight last night now shun bright in the morning light. I had opened it last night after we sang the song, and could now hear the sound of shuffling feet, and low groaning of the globs. "Shit," I whisper softly, making sure not to wake Marcy. I look down at her and think, 'Its been so long since she has had a peaceful night of sleep.' I decide quickly to close the window and hope that none of the globs will hear me doing it. I undo the latch and silently lower it moving it down to the frame.
"What are you doing?" I hear suddenly from behind me, causing me to jump and let the window go. It slams down onto the frame, and I know for a fact that every one of the globs heard it. I look back, and I knew that Marceline could tell the fear that was building inside of me. "I-I'm sorry. I didn't know what you were doing," She exclaims quickly trying to make me understand.
"Marceline, its fine. We just need to get out of here fast. SIMON!" I yell his name, and watch him wake with a jolt.
"ICE!" he yells as he sits up fast, nearly falling of the twin mattress that we had brought down the night before. "Whats happening?" He asked, a hint of his old self in his voice, along with the fear of the unknown happening.
"We have to move Simon. The globs are coming." I say quickly throwing Simon his bag from across the room where he had set it. I then grab both of the cases, and throw Marceline her bag while throwing everything else over my back. I then grab my makeshift sword from the corner where I had set it close enough to the bed to get to in case of an emergency, but far enough where it wouldn't accidentally fall on any of us while we slept. I run for the stairs and am already starting to hear the sound of pounding against the walls. "Shit," I hiss, and try to think of a way to get out of this. "Think man Think. They need you to think." I quickly remember that we never got around to getting the food out of the cabinets and yell down the stairs at Marceline, "Get the food. We'll need it when we make it out of here." I say this with confidence, but even I can hear the edge of fear in my voice.
I quickly run to the front door, which is still blocked by a chair, and I hope to any god, or deity there is that it will hold off the globs long enough for me to find a way for us to get out. I decide to run up the stairs to see if there is anyway to get on the roof and across to the next building. On the next floor I kick in every door that I pass looking for something that can help us, the guitars, bag, and sword banging hard against my back slowing me down quite a bit. "Window," next room, "No window," next room, "No window," fourth room, "Window. Looks like it has a clear shot to the window next door, but I don't have time to make a bridge, and Simon wouldn't be able to jump that unless..." I let my words drift off, almost not believing that I had thought of trying to get Simon to put the crown on. 'If he does that, he'll only get worse, and that will slow us down even more.' I think quickly shoving the idea out trying to figure out how I could possibly get all three of us across what looked to be about a nine foot gap, but at that exact moment something catches my attention. A string, hanging down from the ceiling, and it looks like its not attached to anything else, but when I pull on it and a trap door falls down. With that I yell with excitement jumping slightly at the loud crack it makes when it hits the floor.
But at that exact moment I hear a crash of shattering glass, and an ear splitting scream come from down stairs. I pull the sword from the strap I made to hold it in place, and start running for the stairs. "MARCELINE!" I yell as I hear another scream and jump down the stairs clearing all of them landing hard on the landing below. I quickly kick another piece of furniture in front of the the main door, but the problem is nothing is heavy enough to hold anything close for even a second more. I quickly run to the kitchen where I see a glob trying to climb through one of the windows and Marceline on the ground, trying to push against the cabinet, looking like she is trying to disappear into the polished wood.
I look at the glob, and jump up drop kicking the thing where it looked like a face should be. I feel a weird ooze on my feet, and I know that the green stuff from its 'eye' holes is now filling my old Nike, but I can see that it flies back toppling a crowd of them as it goes down. I land on my side hard, but quickly recover grabbing Marceline by her upper arm, and her backpack with my other hand. I can feel myself panting, struggling to get enough air to keep moving, but I look back and see Marceline's scared face, and I feel more strength surge through my muscles as I pull her up to the stairs. "Go. There are stairs leading to the attic. Take your bag, and your bass. I have to get Simon up here. No arguments." I say shoving her bass and bag into her arms forcing her up the stairs a little.
I then run down the hall again and grab a large candle from a desk chucking it at the window where another glob had started to climb in. It fell back, but more were swarming quickly. I jump down the stairs to the basement and see Simon standing there, looking confused, holding his crown, a golden gleam shining off it from the soft light coming from the window...
"It was the crown," I whisper softly to myself coming back to the present.
"What was the crown?" Bubblegum and Finn asked at the same time.
"Nothing never mind," I say quickly making a mental note to myself that I would have to get the crown back from whoever had taken it. "Anyways, I had..."
"Simon, put the crown away. We don't need it, we need to get up to the second floor NOW!" I yell the last word grabbing his arm quickly pulling him up the stairs. He tries to resist, but luckily in his weakened state of mind he can't stop me from dragging him hard. As soon as we make it to the top of the stairs the first glob that made it in grabs my arm, and Simon without thinking hits it with his crown that was still in his hand. "Thanks Simon. Now move to the second floor and find Marceline up there. Should be in the attic. Go." As soon as he heard Marceline's name he started his way towards the stairs.
While he ran I turned in time to slash at a larger glob running at me. Its torso now had a huge gash in it which made it stutter, but I knew that it wouldn't be enough to stop it. I slam the side of my blade into it, sending it sprawling to the floor. Then turning, I take off down the hall way, taking steps two at a time, and make it to the top before the large one even manages to make it to its feet. I'm off and I see Simon rounding the frame to the door, and I'm there a second after him. He's already got his hands on the ladder, and Marceline is urging him up, and I can hear the dull thuds of globs walking up the stairs. I slam the door shut, grabbing a chair from across the room, and shove it under the doorknob hoping that it will hold long enough for us to get away. Looking back I see Simon in the attic, looking down at me with Marceline hugging him tightly.
Thats when the first slam on the door hits. Leaning against the door was probably the biggest mistake of my life, and because of it, I think I ruined our chance of getting away. When it hit I flew back falling hard to the ground, my head hitting onto the wall. I could see the room spinning, but knew that I had to make it to the ladder. Stumble to my feet, nearly falling flat on my face and hear the bang on the door again. I look up the ladder at Simon, but something is different. The spinning of the room, banging on the door, and in my head keep me from understanding what it is.
Then something grabs my arm, trying to pull me up, pulling me to the stairs. At first I try to fight it, but all my strength is gone and nothing I do makes a bit of difference even though it seemed like what ever was puling me wasn't that strong. Thats when I turn and see that Marceline had come to try and help me. I look at her trying to figure out why she came down, but then I realized she thought that I couldn't get up by myself. Then out of no where Simon was next to me pushing me up the ladder, and I could feel every fiber of my being wanting to push them away, but I know that if I do I wouldn't be able to get up. It was embarrassing, I couldn't believe that I need help after years of me taking care of them, I had to have them help me.
I stumble up, falling down to the floor, smelling the dust. I then hear a loud bang, and scream which I guess means that they broke down the door. "Gunther run!" I hear Simon yell. Then suddenly Marceline is next to me, I blink, and there's a loud band. when I open them again Simon is standing in front of us, his jacket torn even more. He leans down and looks at me, checking my head to make sure that I didn't have anything to wrong. I feel Marceline pull my head over to her lap and I lay there thinking how comfortable it was, then a small feeling on my head. 'Its wet. Is she crying?" I think to myself.
"Are you ok?" I ask shakily
"We should be asking you that you idiot." Marceline says firmly.
"I'm always fine." I say with a smile.
"Your doing to much. Your gonna get yourself killed!" she yells at me.
"I have to protect you though." I say, my vision starting to go blurry.
"No Simon can take care of me just like you can."
"Simon is not fully in his right mind, and you know it. If I don't take care of both of you, y'all will end up dead!" I yell at her trying to make her understand. Then everything went black.
The next chapter will also be a memory of the past. But thank you for reading.