Jelly Beans

The drawbridge slowly lowered before them. Gears turned and the high pitched hum of the generator filled the air as the tip of the drawbridge lowered far enough to reveal the entrance of the candy palace. After a few more seconds, one half of the drawbridge met with the other, resulting in a loud clunk and a newfound silence. The banana guard in the security booth next to them held out his hand to give a thumbs up to Finn and Jake.

"Alright, the bridge should be safe for you boys to cross now." The banana guard, known to Finn and Jake as Craig, said in an innocent and nasally tone that all the other banana guards shared. Finn gave the banana guard a wave while he and Jake stopped near the booth.

"Thanks Craig! Life treating you well?" Craig shrugged his shoulders at Finn's question with a smile.

"Ehh I can't complain too much. I'd usually just sit here and look at the clouds, count in my head, maybe whistle a bit. Working on a bridge is exactly as fun as it sounds." Finn and Jake turned to look at eachother, both raising an eyebrow before turning back towards Craig.

"Dude, we meant like life in general? Outside of work?" Jake said, thinking that Craig had simply misinterpreted the question. Craig's initial response was only to shrug again, expressing a similar look of misunderstanding to the brothers.

"Outside of….. work?" The idea almost seemed foreign to the banana guard. Finn took a step forward and leaned against the enclosed booth, crossing his arms.

"Uhh, ya dude. Don't you… ya know, go home and watch the game? Go out to clubs with friends? Go on walks? That kind of junk?" Craig maintained a blank expression as if Finn was speaking gibberish. Craigs eye's then widened like he had reached an epiphany.

"Ohhh! Ya no." Craig motioned around the booth which surrounded him. "I've been on bridge duty for as long as I remember." Finn's arms dropped to his side. He began to frown at Craig's revelation. Jake stretched his leg over to the booth and placed himself right beside Finn after taking a large step, now pressing an enlarged pointer finger against the glass.

"Hold up! Craig, are you saying that you've been in there since you were like…. born?" The horror in Jake's voice was obvious. Craig slowly turned around in circles, observing the inside of the booth as if it would help him find the answer.

"Hmmmm…. Ya! I guess I was!" The banana guard sounded surprisingly amused by the realization rather than disheartened. Jake's arm deflated and fell onto the ground like an overboiled piece of pasta. Finn proceeded to throw his arms up into the air.

"Dude! That's like super mathed up! Don't you guys have shift rotations or something?" Craig snapped his fingers. He already knew the answer to Finn's question. He walked over to a whiteboard that sat on the wall behind him. On the white board was a faded work schedule for every day of the week, written in black ink. Each day of the week had a different banana guard's name written next to each day. A thick blanket of dust covered the whiteboard, implying that it hadn't been touched for a good amount of time. Craig stepped aside and pointed at the whiteboard.

"As you can see here, this whiteboard has every banana guard's schedule for operating the bridge. My workload has been higher than the other guys though." Craig said while he idly scratched at his torso. Finn squinted his eyes and peered into the booth to get a better look at the whiteboard. It was then that he noticed that the faded schedule written in black marker had been scribbled over. Sitting over the original schedule was a poorly written jumble of letters in red ink that read "CrAiig lOL". Craig looked at the whiteboard with pursed lips and then looked back at Finn and Jake with a sigh.

"Well, it still looks like I'm still on schedule. I'm sure I'll get off soon though."

Jake immediately facepalmed and muttered "That's bonk man…" shaking his head as he and Finn walked on towards the castle.

Walking into the foyer of the palace, Finn and Jake peered around, not being able to find anyone in particular. It was strangely quiet and the echo of their footsteps was the only thing that served as proof of life in the chamber.

"Where the crud is everyone?" Finn asked, placing his hands on his hips. Jake slowly tiptoed behind Finn and peered around his arm like it was a protective shield.

"Man this place is bookoo spookoo. Something doesn't feel right." Jake's voice shook while his eyes darted around the empty room. Finn Couldn't help but chuckle.

"Dude you're always feeling like something is off. You're just afraid that Marcy is gonna pop out and make you scream like a little girl." Jake furrowed his eyebrows, looking up at Finn with half lidded eyes.

"I don't always feel like something is off, Finn." Jake said, finger pointing accusingly at Finn. "Also, you know that Marceline has it out for me! She gets a kick out of tormenting me." Jake said lowly, his squinted eyes peering into the shadows of the room.

"Good evening Finn and Jake." An unexpected voice interrupted their banter.

"Yikes!"

"AHHHHH!"

Jake sprung off his feet and landed in Finn's arms and Finn released a very effeminate scream as he quickly turned around to identify the intruder. To their relief, Peppermint Butler stood by the palace doors that Finn and Jake had waltzed through earlier. It was like the small candy servant had a knack for popping up out of nowhere.

"Jeez Peppermint Butler you scared the fudge outta me!" Jake said, still stunned.

"Oh hey Pep. It's just you haha." Finn added with an awkward smile. Peppermint Butler nodded to both of them and kept his hands folded behind his back.

"What brings you boys down to the palace this fine afternoon? Have you come to see the princess?"

"Err, ya. We wanted to come by and see if PB had any more work she needed done." Jake finally hopped out of Finn's arms as Finn explained their reason for the visit.

"I'm sure she has something for you guys to go off and do. Follow me." Peppermint Butler smiled and turned around to start walking. He swung his small arm forward, motioning for Finn and Jake to follow. As they began following Peppermint Butler, Finn looked around, taking mental note of how little everything had changed around the place ever since he had first been to the candy palace. Based solely on the first two turns Peppermint Butler took through the various hallways that riddled the palace, Finn could already tell that they were headed to Bubblegum's lab. At this point it was simply more of a formality that Peppermint Butler led them around and less for the purpose of making sure they didn't get lost.

Finn stretched his arms up in the air and folded his hands behind his head as they rounded another corner.

"So Pep, how've things been going around here?"

Peppermint Butler continued leading them up a staircase, continuing to look forward.

"Things have been going smoothly. Thanks to the lack of any problems facing the princess's kingdom or Ooo for that matter, she has had plenty more time to focus on further developing long term means of security for the candy citizens." Peppermint Butler said with a cheery voice. His tone was quickly replaced with one of bitterness and sarcasm. "It's given her plenty of time to focus on the Candy Kingdom AND to lock herself away in her lab for hours on end. She either passes out or drinks more caffeine and puts off her other responsibilities."

The image of Bubblegum brushing the air instead of Goliad's paw entered Finn's mind, causing him to crack up. "Ya, I wonder if she broke her record of 83 hours without sleep yet." Jake raised an eyebrow, looking towards Finn.

"When did she do that?"

"Remember all the jazz with Goliad?" Jake's eyes widened in realization and began to laugh as well.

"Heheheh, ya I remember. She was spacing out harder than I did when I ate that cosmic omelet."

"What the hay is a 'cosmic omelet'?"

Jake looked away from Finn once he had posed the question.

"Uhh, I'll tell you when you're a bit older." Finn raised his arms up and grumbled.

"Aww come on Jake I'm already an adult! You told me I was earlier!" Jake shook his head and crossed his arms.

"I'm gonna give it another year. Sorry dude."

As the trio reached the top of the stairs, Peppermint Butler took one more left and stopped in front of the door to PB's lab. Finn was the next to stop at the door, followed by Jake who was wheezing. Jake took a few breaths and cracked his lower back.

"Phew…. Pep, you guys should really have an elevator or something installed in this place. Those stairs are really roasting my old doggy rump."

Peppermint Butler unfolded his hands from behind his back and simply smiled. It was the type of smile one would wear before making a proposition.

"I actually have a 'contract'' that can rejuvenate one's physical body if that's what you'd like." Jake perked his head up at this new information.

"Really?"

"Ya man. I'd just need a few things from you to get the spell to work." Peppermint Butler said casually glancing down at his hands and inspecting his finger tips. Jake twirled his hand, gesturing for Peppermint Butler to let the cat out of the bag.

"Like what?"

"Oh nothing serious…. Just an albino elk's heart and…. the liver of your firstborn child." Peppermint Butler's face retained its neutral expression as he nonchalantly gave his list of ingredients whereas Jake's jaw dropped to the floor. Finn's eyes darted between Peppermint Butler and Jake. Quickly recovering from his earlier shock, Jake began to relax and even started laughing.

"That's a good one Pep. You really had me thinking you were serious for a second there." Peppermint Butler narrowed his eyes ever so slightly at Jake, causing Jake to frown again.

"That was a joke right?" Jake asked in a perturbed manner. Peppermint Butler remained silent with his gaze of contempt. He opened the door to PB's lab, motioning Finn and Jake inside.

"Right through here gentlemen." Finn and Jake looked at eachother and nervously shuffled their way through the door. Peppermint Butler gave a polite bow and closed the door behind them without answering Jake's question. Jake looked up at Finn.

"Peppermint Butler makes me mad uncomfortable." Jake shuttered.

"Ya, but Prubs seems to trust him." Finn shrugged. "So I don't think there's anything to worry about."

PB's lab was in simple terms, a disaster. Papers with scribbled formulas decorated the floor. Almost every square inch of the table had knocked over microscopes, half full beakers that looked like they were left out for days, and who would have guessed? More scribbled upon papers.

"AWAY WITH YOUUUU! BACK I SAID!"

Finn and Jake were torn from whatever they were inwardly occupied with and turned towards the source of a rather sour and high pitched voice, belonging to a certain earl. Lemongrab was desperately leaning back on an examination table, away from Bubblegum who was holding a syringe. If the earl had leaned back any further, he would practically be lying down.

"NO NEEDLES! REMOVE YOUR ACCURSED CONTRAPTION FROM MY VICINITYYY!" Finn swore that every time Lemongrab would shout, another strained wrinkle would appear on his lemony forehead.

"Uggghhh! Lemongrab, I've told you this a hundred times already! It's just a pinch! You'll barely feel a thing, I royal promise ok?" Peebs was gripping the syringe so hard in her hand that it could shatter if she squeezed it any tighter. She was dressed in her usual lab coat that had a coffee stain and spectacles that sat unevenly across her face. Everything about her exuded physical and mental exhaustion. Dark pink circles hung under her eyes. Her usually smooth and gummy hair was clumped together.

"Err…. PB?" Finn waved his hand back and forth, remaining quiet. PB took notice of him and Jake, her eyes looking past them as she momentarily lost focus of what she was doing.

"Oh hey guys! What brings you down to the castle today?" She sounded exhausted, trying to sound like she had more energy than she did. Lemongrab took her momentary distraction as an opportunity to sliver off of the examination table and onto the floor. He rolled like a pencil towards a nearby metal cabinet and climbed atop of it, remaining up there posed like a gargoyle.

"We just wanted to swing by and see if you had any more work for us today." Finn stated.

"He could also use a quick check up. He got his skull rattled by some giant wolf or somethin'." Jaked added nudging Finn in the ribs with his elbow.

"Ohh ya! I can get you fixed up Finn. I just need to give Lemongrab his vaccine first." Bubblegum turned back towards the examination table to find Lemongrab missing. "Aw what!?" She said before spotting him on top of the medical cabinet.

"Lemongrab! Quit being a little toot and get back down here! I need to give you your vaccine!" Lemongrab responded by gripping the ledge of the cabinet and arching his back like an angry stray cat.

"NO! Lemongrab shall remain up here and away from the pink tyrant's pointed probes." He hissed. Bubblegum swerved back towards Finn and Jake with a defeated groan. She pinched the bridge of her nose and then let out a huge yawn.

"Well it looks like I'm not gonna give Lemongrab his vaccine anytime soon…" She sighed, looking at Lemongrab again with a half lidded stare. "Since he's being a ding dong!" PB recomposed herself and patted the top of the examination table. Finn walked on over and hopped up onto the paper covered cushions, idly kicking his legs back and forth. Jake plopped into a rolling chair, kicking off the ground and spinning in circles towards Finn.

"Alright Finn, let's see what's going on." She looked Finn up and down, taking note of all of his injuries. A majority of them were simple bruises and cuts. What she was more concerned about was his swollen black eye and laceration across his face. "Jeez you really did get messed up."

"Heh, yeah… all of my cyclops' tears ran dry so I couldn't really do much about it." Finn chimed. Bubblegum only nodded her head.

"I have just the thing for you! I invented them just recently, with the power of science!" PB exclaimed, raising her arms in the air for dramatic emphasis and wandered over to the cabinet that Lemongrad was on top of. She swung open the doors and began to rummage through an assortment of beakers, devices, vials, and other science junk. "Aha!" She pulled her head out from the cabinet, followed by her hand which held a cylindrical container. She shuffled back over to Finn and started to twist off the cap.

"It's funny you mentioned your cyclops' tears because I may have something even better." She stated proudly.

Looking at the container in her hands, Finn noticed that it was filled with what looked like gummy candies that came in a wide variety of colors. Jake took small steps along the ground to scoot closer in the rolling chair.

"You're gonna heal Finn's booboos with candy?" Jake asked. Perhaps she was so tired that she mistook the gummies for something else. PB smiled excitedly.

"Not just any candy. I actually took a small sample of Finn's cyclops' tears awhile back and figured out how to reverse engineer my own 'magical' medicine." She explained, creating quotations with her fingers when she said 'magical', accompanied by a disdainful note in her voice.

"Go ahead and eat this Finn. I think you'll find these a lot more convenient than the tears." She picked out a purple, almost person shaped gummy from the container and handed it to Finn.

"Well, down the hatch." Finn tossed the purple gummy up into the air, catching it in his mouth and started chewing. It tasted both sweet and sour. After swallowing it, Finn looked back at PB who looked like she was anticipating something.

"It… tastes good?"

"Give it a few more seconds." She said knowingly. After about 3 more seconds had passed, Finn began to feel a tingling sensation in the parts of his body that were injured. The tingling was soon followed by an itch similar to when a scab would heal. The gash on Finn's face started to close up before PB and Jake's very eyes. The black eye faded, and his ribs no longer gave off a sharp pain whenever he moved. Finn felt as strong as an ox.

"Shmowzow! Peebs, these things rock!" Finn exclaimed while rotating his arm forward in a windmill like fashion.

"Glad you like em. I call them Bliblies. From now on, you won't have to go hunt down that cyclops if you need a quick way to heal up. I can whip up a new batch of these bad boys whenever you guys need them." PB took note of the small scar that remained on Finn's cheek. "Ooooh…. Sorry. You also kind of need to eat one shortly after you've been injured, otherwise the healing process may not be able to get 'everything'." She said apologetically. Finn waved it off.

"No worries. Scars are rad anyway."

"You won't be thinking that if you get a bunch of them on your face later dude. It'll end up looking like the callus on my toe." Jake said, pointing at him before doing another spin in his chair. Finn stuck out his tongue in mock disgust.

"So these gummies are just like cyclops' tears right? You're sure they don't do anything else, say of the more… cosmic variety?" Jake asked skeptically.

"Yup! After a wound, a process of blood extravasation starts to fill in the damaged area with plasma and cell elements, especially platelets. The cyclops tears help the platelet aggregation and blood coagulation generating a buffer, rich in fibrin, which restores hemostasis and forms a barrier stopping an invasion of bad microbes and germs from bonking you up. It organizes a temporary matrix required for cell migration which serves as a cytokine and growth factors reservoir to be released during the next phases of the healing process. The Bliblies are pretty much just an ingestible alternative to soaking yourself in the tears. Even though the method of application differs from the tears –"

Jake had already fallen half asleep halfway through her little science lecture, while she droned on, pacing back and forth like she was giving a presentation. Her speech faded into the background as Jake's mind wandered towards more "Jake important" things.

Maybe if I had those Glasses of Nerdicon, I'd understand what you just said. Finn thought.

Finn got distracted, mindlessly watching his cybernetic hand slowly spin around in circles while making subtle airplane noises with his mouth. Bubblegum didn't seem to notice their lack of attention span since hers was suffering just as much from her lack of sleep. She soon realized that she was facing the wall instead of Finn and Jake. She turned back around and saw Finn messing around with his robot arm, causing her face to light up as if she'd forgotten something and just remembered.

"Oh ya, I should probably do some maintenance on your arm while you're here too. I can make sure it's still all grease and whatevs."

"Sure thing!" Finn twisted his arm at the socket and removed it, holding it out towards PB.

Bubblegum took the arm and turned around to head towards the workbench that sat right next to a table covered with beakers full of bubbling liquids. Lemongrab quietly fell to the floor and crawled on all fours until he was behind the examination table, peaking his yellow head over the cushions to stare at Finn with intense ire. An escaped snore from Jake's mouth woke him from his slumber.

"I'm president now…. Huh?" Jake blinked a few times and looked over at Finn to see Lemongrab crouched behind him all creepy like. "Finn…." Jake whined, pointing behind his brother.

"What's wrong Jake?" Finn followed where Jake was pointing, only to almost fall off the examination table from Lemongrab's sudden closeness.

"AHHHH!"

"yyyyooooouUUUUUUUU!" Lemongrab screamed. Finn was now officially creeped out..

"Meeeee?"

"M-MY ESSENCE! YOU'RE A THIEF! AN ESSENCE THIEFFFF!"

"W-What the hay are you flappen about?" Finn asked, hoping his question wouldn't somehow anger Lemongrab further. Jake shuddered like he had recalled an unpleasant memory.

"Oh….. ya, I know what he's talking about…. You're lucky you don't remember." Jake said, looking quite disturbed which only made Finn's mind race more. He made it sound like Finn had committed a crime.

"Jake, are you pulling my stem dude?"

"As much as I hate to admit it… he's not." Bubblegum added while she switched on a lamp at the workbench.

"YOU TRICKED MEEE! YOU PUSHED ME INTO YOUR DIABOLICAL MACHINE! THE JELLY BEANS! THE JELLY BEANS WERE EVEYWHEREEE!" Lemongrab pulled at his eyelids while he screamed in horror. As the last of the air left his lungs, he fell to the floor and rolled around, continuing to screech "everywhere!".

"Ya man, during your B-day! You ate a way cray ton of them!" Jake stretched out his arms to emphasize the amount.

Finn desperately looked to Bubblegum, confused, hoping she'd elaborate.

"Ya that was fudged up dude… That's not what I created the Jelly Bean machine for." She closed her eyes and shook her head slowly.

PB set down an intricate looking multi-tool, taking a second to check off the finishing touches she made to Finn's cybernetic arm. She built the device to last, being made from the strongest and lightest of alloys. Minor dents, scuff marks and what not were already littering the surface of the appendage. Finn certainly had a talent of breaking things and the arm was no exception.

"Alright Finn, looks like I'm just about done with your arm's maintenance. As it turns out, I apparently forgot to activate the built in UI when I gifted it to you so that should be in working order now."

"Unbelievable Ice-cream?" Jake asked, his eyes widened and hopeful at his own guess for what 'UI' meant.

"Pffft! Nah man, it's totally Unbonkable Igloos." Finn said, sounding confident in his own guess.

"It stands for 'User Interface'. It allows you to input specific requests for a variety of functions in the arm." PB took a moment to yawn. "It also alerts you to a number of abnormalities in your body like low oxygen or chemical imbalances in your brain." She finished drearily, carrying the cybernetic limb away from the table and handing Finn back his arm.

"Thanks again, peebs!" Finn hopped down from the examination table, snapping the arm in place. Jake slid off the chair and began following Finn towards the door.

"Hold up guys." PB said quickly, causing Finn and Jake to stop and turn around. Opening a nearby drawer, full of unorganized circuitry, wires, and other scrapped electronics, PB riffled through the mess, eventually pulling out a small tracking device.

"You said you wanted another quest to go on right Finn?"

"Heck ya I did."

"Well, take this gadget before you leave then. One of my scout probes picked up signs of a gravitational anomaly somewhere near Lake Szelezon. After analyzing the data retrieved by the probe, I was able to determine that the energy signature originates from below the surface. Honestly, the situation isn't all that wacko wonk urgent since the anomaly doesn't seem to be spreading or becoming unstable, so if you need some time to prepare for the journey, go ahead and do that."

Please be a dungeon! Please be a dungeon!

"And I'm guessing that I need to use that thingamabob scanner to locate it?" Finn had to utilize a copious amount of self control to keep himself from bouncing up and down at the possibility.

"Uh-huh. The closer you get to the anomaly, the faster the scanner starts beeping. When or if you are able to locate it, I want you to press this button on the scanner and point it at the anomaly only if it's safe to do so at a close enough distance. If you can find a way to make the anomaly 'disappear', that would be even better. If you guys can't, that's chill. The data that you retrieve should allow me to come up with a solution."

Finn took the device from Bubblegum and pocketed it.

"Math. Jake and I will scope it out once we wrap up another thing."

"Other thing?" Jake asked. Finn realized that he's forgotten to mention the other thing.

"Oh crud, uhh ya. We're stopping by the fire kingdom today to hang out with Phoebe. Rap together or whatevs." Finn said, rubbing the back of his neck.

"Sounds good to me. I ain't walking in there without a fresh coat of blue though." Jake said, shrugging. They turned back to PB and waved at her.

"See you later PB! Thanks for fixing me up!"

"I'll make sure Finn doesn't jack up his arm right away." Jake winked at PB and followed closely behind Finn. With that, they opened the door and left her lab.

"See you later guys!" PB raised her hand and called out to them after the door had already closed and they were halfway down the hallway. She was spacing out an awful lot. Missing out on three days of sleep may not have been her brightest choice.

Once she was sure Finn and Jake were gone, PB locked the door to the laboratory. The click of the lock falling in place signaled Lemongrab's inevitable fate as he nervously sidestep towards a corner in the room, trying to make himself as small and unnoticeable as possible. Without a word, PB turned around to face him. She lifted her syringe up into the air with an ominously blank expression that begged for a flash of lightning to spark from dark clouds behind her, resulting in a long and strained groan from Lemongrab.

Finn and Jake were making their way towards the border of the Fire Kingdom. The distant glow of flowing volcanoes and darkened rock filled the horizon as they grew closer. If the fiery landscape wasn't a sign of closeness, the climbing temperatures sure were. Riding on Jake's back, Finn was tampering with the onboard UI of his robot arm, sifting through an extensive list of functions that he didn't care to take the time and read over.

"Drill-Hand, Scalpel, Grappling Hook, Nose Hair Trimmer-" An emotionless voice, resembling Bubblegum's, would vocally call out each list item through a projected hologram that shot out from the forearm plating. Finn kept swiping through each option until the words "grappling hook" filled his eardrums, causing him to quickly swipe back to the previous function. Many reckless ideas flew through Finn's head involving the grappling hook. Opening the 'description' prompt or 'instructions', Finn listened as the automated voice gave a detailed description on the grappling hook.

As Jake approached the unofficial divide between the grasslands and the fire kingdom, indicated by dead patches of grass slowly transitioning into igneous terrain, he began to shrink back down to his normal size while Finn, still distracted by his arm, hopped off Jake's back.

"To activate the launch function of your grappling hook, say 'fire grappling hook'. If you wish to input a custom command, say 'alter command' then voice your new command." The UI stated.

"Dang, that thing is heckin 'decked." Jake walked closer to Finn, leaning in to observe.

"I know right!? I didn't know this thing had a grappling hook. Pretty dope." Jake eyed Finn, placing his hands on his hips.

"You're not gonna go around smashing stuff up at the house with that are you?" Jake pointed a finger at Finn's arm.

Finn temporarily shifted his focus to Jake before looking back at the holographic projection. "Nah man, I think I know what I'm doing." Finn took a small breath.

"Alter command." He said out loud. The arm chimed, grabbing the full attention of both brothers.

"Please state your new command." Said the arm.

"Grippy mitts." It would work well enough for Finn. The words were simple enough and he could say them quickly if he was in a pinch. It was definitely better than the mouthful that was the default command. The device chimed again as if confirming what he had said.

"Command updated."

"Man, what kind of command is grippy mit-" Jake's question was cut down by the surprise outburst of Finn's anticipative shouting.

"Grippy mitts!" Finn's robotic hand shot out from the forearm without a microsecond to spare, a cord trailing behind it. Apparently, Finn didn't take heed to check where he was aiming, because the target of impact was none other than Jake's face. The hand clutched the dog's face and squeezed like a vice, squishing his stretchy and malleable features between the fingers. Jake's immediate response was to start running back and forth while his muffled screams caused Finn to panic.

"AHHHHHHHH! GLIB GLOBBIT! GOBBIN FUDGE!" Jake's arms flailed about, creating indecipherable shapes which conveyed a similar sense of terror to his muffled curses.

"Oh shram! H-hold on Jake!" Finn fumbled with the UI, pressing random parts of the display as quickly as he could. His arm only blurted out with an error for every frantic poke of his finger. "How the flip do I get this thing to let go!?"

Jake halted his back and forth marathon once he found his nerves again. He aimlessly walked until he bumped into Finn, the hand still clamped to his face. Finn snapped out of his distractedness and turned to see Jake just standing there. Jake tried to speak, but Finn had a hard time trying to make out what he was saying. He leaned in with his hand cupped around his ear.

"W-what are you saying?"

"TRY A VOICE COMMAND." Finally being able to hear Jake's suggestion, Finn nervously grabbed at his hat.

"Uhhh… ok."

"Release!"

"Umm… let go?"

Meanwhile, Jake opted to plop down onto the ground and just sit there.

"Yo, Whats up fellas!" Finn stopped his desperate brainstorming and turned towards the new voice. Jake could only turn his head in the same direction since well…. he couldn't exactly see. Standing on top of a rock was Flambo.

"Nice seeing yous dudes again! Errrr….. what's attached to Jake's mug? New fashion statement?"

"Hey Flambo." Jake said, waving his hand. Flambo could barely make out what he was saying.

"I may or may not have skronked up with my robo womper." Finn said sheepishly. Flambo briefly stared at Jake with a hint of concern. He shook his little fireball head and clapped his hands together.

"Alright, let's slap a flame shield on yous twos."

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