Fionna and Cake bounded across the land of Aaa in hot pursuit of some action (of the adventure-y kind). She held onto the cat's fur as the wind whipped her bangs around. During the morning she had spent at Marshall's place, Cake had received a distress call from Wildberry Prince. Someone had bewitched the local daisy garden into a bunch of acid-spitting, monster flowers, and they needed help fast! As they neared their destination, Cake's magically massive body began to shrink and Fionna stood up, leaping off the cat into a full run. She slid her runic blade out of it's sheath and beheaded the first monstrous daisy before it even knew she was there.

The flower creature shrieked as it's overly-large, daisy-like head fell from its leafy shoulders and all the others turned to look. Fionna met their gazes with a feral grin as she flicked her blade to remove the chlorophyll-like goo that stuck to it. Cake, paying no heed to her younger sister, grew large and began stomping on them. The creatures hissed and began to charge the tiny adventurer. She licked her lips and checked her grip on her sword and charged into the fray. She dodged the gigantic, stomping paws and flowed from victim to victim, tearing into them with her sword and screaming with the thrill of battle. For each Flower she cut down two more took its place and soon she found herself acid-burned and surrounded. Cake was quickly becoming overwhelmed as well, the creatures beginning to climb up her elongated limbs.

Brandishing her sword to keep the creatures at bay, she turned in a slow circle while examining her options. One of the braver blossom beasts tried to get her while her back was turned. She quickly snapped around and took its head off, as she did this however, the rest set in on her.

"Oh shit." She said out loud not even worrying, in that moment, about watching her language. She closed her eyes and braced for impact. Instead of impact, heat brushed her face. She opened her eyes, confused, to see Flint spinning around her, gracefully dispatching the offending creatures with flames. She watched in awe as he danced around the battlefield making quick work of the plant-based monsters. She was, once again, struck, and her heart melted a little bit. She shook her head and jumped back into the now even battle with fervor, but keeping an eye on the royal.

He bent at the waist bringing his leg up in an arc of flames. Placing his hands on the ground he began to spin, forcing the creatures back as the fire licked and consumed their leafy limbs. He propelled himself towards the nearest group with a burst of flame from his palms and landed gracefully in the center. Dropping quickly to the ground, he swept his extended leg around, shooting flames and burning them alive. With the rest of the evil creatures focusing on the bigger threat, Cake and Fionna stood back and watched as he finished the last of them off.

The Flame Prince stood up straight, adjusted his robes, and dusted his hands off. Fionna stood there, staring at him starry eyed til Cake elbowed her.

"Uh, thanks for the help dude." She said, picking at one of the holes now burned into the shirt she had borrowed. He favored her with a soft smile.

"It was my pleasure."

"How'd you even know we were here?" Cake questioned with an eyebrow raised. The prince shrugged.

"I heard screeching and was interested?" Just then, a slightly trembling little berry came out of his tree home, Fionna rushed to the young man, sliding by Flint without so much as a glance.

"Wildberry Prince! How do you fare?" She asked all properly. Flint wondered if she always spoke like this with princes. She certainly had never with him. Not that he minded, he was simply curious. In a weak, high-pitched voice the prince replied that he would be fine he just needed a moment. She then stood up and began organizing clean up. Flint was amazed. Not only was she their hero, she was clearly a leader. She could probably have her pick of the princes, though it seemed she had only ever had eyes for Gumball and, later, himself. She had all the berry people stack the flowers up in what seemed to be a bonfire pit.

"Would you do the honors?" She asked with a slight bow and a hand gesture to the pit full of decaying plant matter, her eyes sparkling in merriment.

How could he say no to that face.

"I suppose." He lifted a finger and shot some flames into the pit and quickly it grew into a steady blaze. Her eyes grew sparkly again and she turned to him gushing.

"Your powers are just so cool, I could kick so many buns if I could control fire!" Flint didn't know how to respond so he just smiled at her. Wildberry Prince took that opportunity to steal Fionna's attention.

"Will you be staying for the banquet?" She shook her head.

"Sorry dude, I gotta get home and change. I'm all sticky and burned up- from the acid!- and stuff." She excused herself, Wildberry Prince wilted a bit.

"Oh okay, next time then."

"Definitely WP" she and Cake excused themselves and the turned to leave.

"Do you mind if I accompany you? I'm headed the same way." Flint quickly caught up to them and Fi smiled at him.

"No dude, of course you can come with us."

She walked into her tree home after saying goodbye to Flint and a horrible smell smacked her in the face. She gagged almost losing her lunch. Cake, being a cat and therefore having sharper senses than her human sister, stopped father from the tree house and began to gag. Fionna had chalked it up to another hairball and had continued into the stench pit that was her home.

A deep chuckle came from outside where Marshall floated, wide, aviator sunglasses on and a hoodie drawn tightly shut with the brim of a hat sticking out to shade the rest of his face. Fionna glared at him above a pinched nose and her mouth screwed up in disgust.

"Really Marshall? A stink bomb?" Her voice was distorted like her nasal passages and Marshall began to chuckle louder. She just stomped her tiny foot at him. "Where are we going to stay while this airs out you donk?" He floated closer to her shrugging.

"You could stay with me if you want." Fionna snorted, dismissing that suggestion.

"Like Cake would really go for that." She rolled here eyes.

"Who said the cat was invited?"

"Hey this is her place, too, that you stunk up."

"Well it was my house first, You two are just squatters." He said examining his fingernails. She huffed and stalked away from the tree towards the Candy Kingdom. She couldn't stop the tiny smile that spread across her lips though. If it had been somebody else's house it may even have been hilarious.

"Where're you going, squirt?"

"To the palace, PG will put us up for a few days." she replied over her shoulder and Marshall Lee trailed behind her.