Chapter 9: Icy Hot
Marceline swings open the door to Flame Princess's room. The two of them were dressed and huddled together in the lounge area, but she could smell the exchange in the air. It couldn't have been even 20 minutes that has passed.
"Hey time to wake up, you've been summoned." Marceline says, bringing the two out of their comfortable slumber. Caught off guard, they quickly sit in a proper position to greet Marceline.
"Hey, nice nest." Marshall Lee says, eyeing the tinfoil which has somehow been massacred from its carefully sculpted dome shape.
"How was it guys? Everything you dreamed it would be?"
"Marceline!" Finn glows with embarrassment.
"I did teach him everything he knows, so it had to have been wonderful."
The shy happiness that once occupied Lacie, faded away all at once. She stared at Finn questioning the truth in her words. "Finn, what is she talking about?"
"Oh you didn't know? Whoops." Marceline lets out a cold chuckle and leeches the bright crimson from the strawberries laying on her desk.
"I am going to take this as my cue to get the others. Good luck dude." He leaves. Finn feels the heat on his neck rise, and it wasn't because he was nervous, but because Flame Princess was breaking through the icing again. Although Peebs is smart enough to make a device that can stop Lacies fire reaction, ironically it's still only made of long lasting ice. With the look on her face it wasn't going to last as long as Finn hoped it would.
"You have TEN SECONDS to explain."