|Colors of Adventure
Author: darkollie77 PM
Finn finds a girl with rainbow-colored hair who seems to have fallen 10,000 feet through his roof...Who is she, and why has she been missing for the past month? My first fanficRated: Fiction T - English - Adventure - Finn - Chapters: 5 - Words: 9,996 - Reviews: 10 - Favs: 5 - Follows: 6 - Updated: 05-30-12 - Published: 12-02-11 - id: 7603865
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A/N: Hoo-rah, it's another chapter!
Princess Bubblegum isn't in her usual state of mind.
Usually by this time she's had her lunch and would be settling down for a lovely relaxing tea, after which she begins another one of her experiments. But today her schedule has been thrown off, and she's not in the cheerfully busy mood she generally is in. Leaning back in her chair, she takes another sip of her sweet tea, pink forhead scrunched up like little folds of taffy. She purses her lips before deciding to speak.
"Morrenia, huh," she says. "Now there's a name I haven't heard for a long time."
Finn and I exchance a glance. "So then you do know what it is, your highness?"I ask.
"No need to call me highness, we're both princesses," the princess says. "And yes, I have heard of it. But only rumors. Morrenia," she says, pausing to take another sip of tea, "is a land beyond Ooo."
"A land beyond Ooo!" Finn exclaims. "Impossible!"
PB shakes her head at Finn's ignorance. "Finn, there are many lands beyond our borders. You just haven't been there yet." Finn ponders this new information, eyebrows meeting to create a rather amusing countenance.
"In any case, Morrenia is a place filled with mysterious monsters and demons," PB warns. "No one has ever come back from Morrenia, not for a long time."
"Then we'll be the first," Finns says determinedly. I wish I could share his confidence; going into a land completely uncharted because it's so dangerous? Not my cup of tea.
The princess takes a sip of hers, and nods nervously. "You must be very careful, Finn. It's very dangerous country out there." Cinnamon bun waddles in, carrying a map. PB takes the map and unfurls it on the table, its crisp paper crackling as it opens for the first time in a long, long while.
PB points at the great shape in the middle of the map. "This is Ooo. The candy kingdom is here, on the northeastern side, just beyond the Ice Kingdom."
"There's where we live, bro," Jake says, pointing near the middle of the map.
PB nods. "To get to Morrenia, the fastest way is to travel through the Ice Kingdom. I know you two know the area well, so just follow the sun from the Ice King's tower and you'll be in Morrenia in no time."
Finn shakes his head. "To think that there was another country just miles from where we usually hang out—!"
"There's a sense that comes from Morrenia, some say, that keeps people from wandering into it unknowingly," PB says. "That's probably why."
"Alright! Let's go then, shall we?" Finn says. I look up at him, surprised. It doesn't seem like him to want to leave the side of him bubblegum princess.
But then I realize that he hasn't blushed the whole time we've been here, and he hasn't stuttered or anything. Finn is almost acting like he doesn't like PB as much anymore. I shake my head. That's ridiculous, though.
"Are you ready, Freddy?" Jake asks me. I grin. "As sure as my name isn't Freddy!"
I'll figure out what's going on later. Right now, I have some memories to retrieve.
It's not too difficult to get to the Ice Kingdom. After all, Finn and Jake know the way like the back of their hands. Or Jake the back of his paws. The only problem they seem to be having is the direction we're supposed to be going.
"It's obviously that way, dude," Jake's saying, pointing to the left.
"No, I'm sure it's the other way," Finn argues, gesticulating to the right.
I sigh. Boys. "PB told us to follow the sun," I say. "That means west." I point to the right. "That way."
They glance at each other, and I can see the embarrassment in Jake's face and the pride in Finn's. Jake shrugs, and continues to carry us along, full steam ahead.
Soon the snow begins to melt and give way to the ground below, and I can tell from what I can see and from Jake's complaining that the rocks below are very sharp. The jagged black rocks stick up from the snow, and soon all that's left of the Ice Kingdom is gone and we're in Morrenia.
I can't see much ahead of us because there's some kind of evil-looking black mountain standing directly in our way that I didn't even notice before. All kinds of strange-looking creatures wind in and out of the mountains, but Jake ignores them and stretches until he can just step over them and wham, the whole of Morrenia stares out at us.
Or stares at us. Jake's massive by this time, and there are a few tiny things down below that seem to have gone motionless. He shrinks down and they disappear into various holes in the ground, sheltered by the corrupted black rocks.
I cling on to Finn. I don't like the look of this place, and while no memories come to mind I still don't like the way this place feels. My hair starts to gray out a little. There's a kind of evil air about the place, and I think Finn senses it too. He's breathing heavily and jumps when I grab onto his arm nervously. But he smiles and pats my arm, and I feel a little better.
Soon enough we come to a tiny village. Half the houses are on fire, and I can see the little creatures darting in and out of houses with arms full of objects.
Finn hops off Jake's back with me following, and confronts one of the screaming creatures.
"Excuse me, we're trying to figure out if my friend here was been to Morrenia before. Can you help?"
The creature stops screaming and nods. "Well, I haven't seen her before," he squeaks, "but maybe you should go see the king!" He points a long black finger at the black castle shrouded in mist in the distance. "He sees all!"
Jake's busy stamping out the fires. The creature glances at him, then back at us. "You three are very strange!" he tells us, wrinkling his hooked black nose and smacking his nonexistent lips.
Finn shrugs. "Well, we're not from here."
Another creature runs up to the first and hits his kin on the head with a frying pan. "Dude! More respect! They're humans!" he whispers urgently.
The first one's eyes widen and he's down on his spindly knees, muttering quietly. "Dude! I had no idea," he mutters.
Finn glances at me, and I shrug. Jake yells over at us. "So do they know her?"
"No, they say we should go to that castle over there!" Finn yells back. He looks over at me. "Sorry they don't know you," he says quietly.
"That's fine, this is pretty interesting," I reply. "Wonder what's up with the human thing."
Finn looks off at the castle. "I wonder," he muses, "if I'll find something about my past, too."
We climb back on Jake's back and head to the castle, thinking of what we'll find ahead of us.
Arriving at the castle isn't too difficult. After all, Jake can stretch almost infinitely. Finn and I sit in silence, though, and the time seems to stretch on and on as we watch Morrenia pass by.
"This place gives me goosebumps," Finn says finally, shivering until he's shaking his whole bod' in what looks like a dance. I giggle and nod.
"There's something off about this place," I say. He laughs. "Besides the burning villages and creepy creatures?"
It feels good to laugh again, as if I haven't laughed in ages. I've been laughing a lot with Finn, I notice, and part of me doesn't want to find my memories, just so I can stay with Finn a little longer. And Jake, of course.
It bothers me a little that I had completely forgotten about Jake. He's funny, too, I tell myself. But he doesn't make my hair turn red when we come into contact. Heck, I'm sitting on the guy and I don't care. But when Finn turns around and squeezes my arm, probably to console me, I can't help but blush. He's gonna have to start calling me "Tomato" if this continues.
Finally we arrive at the castle, and it's not too long before the guards let us through. I can hear them whispering, "human", even as we pass through the horror-mystery-movie doors.
We come into the throne room to meet the oldest person alive.
His beard seems miles long, dirty and white like the snow on the border of Morrenia. His eyes are glazed over and perhaps blue, though they're so cloudy it's hard to tell. His face is a mass of wrinkles, and I can hardly tell his mouth from his forhead wrinkles until he opens it to speak.
"Who dares enter the throne room of the King of Morrenia?" he booms in a voice far too loud for such an old man.
It's what he says next, though, that really shocks us.
"I am the King of Morrenia, of the great race of humans!"
Finn gasps, and I have a hard time concealing my surprise as well. His skin is the same peachy-rosy color as Finn's and my skin, and he does look like us-just, like, 200 years older.
Finn kneels. "Sire! I am Finn, also of the race of humans, from the land of Ooo! This is my friend Iris, half-human. We need to know if you recognize her."
The old king sits up a little straighter when he hears that we're humans, but as his eyes scan me he screams horribly.
"Out! Out! Out of my castle! Cursed!" he screams, throwing everything he can reach in my direction. "Cursssseedddd!"
Jake stretches, and the objects bounce off his body. "Woah, man! Not cool!" he yells. Finn moves into a fighting stance, ready to attack if need be.
The king continues to hurl objects, still hissing "Cursed!" at me.
A servant and a maid appear and rush over. The servant, a strange green humanoid thing, moves over to the king to calm him down. The maid, who might have looked human if her hair wasn't made of water, ushered us out of the room into an adjoining sitting-room.
Closing the door behind her, she bowed apologetically. "I'm so sorry!" she cried. "The king is not himself…"
"What the flip is wrong with your king?" Finn explodes. "He went totally ballistic!"
The maid nods morosely, and her eyes fill with tears. "You see, he's very old, and he's been on the throne for over 100 years…"
"100 years!" Finn exclaims. "Humans can't live that long!"
"It seems he is living under the spell of a sorceress," the maid whispers. "A long time ago, he promised his son to an evil sorceress if she would grant him eternal life. She did that, and the prince has been locked away in a dungeon for the past 80 years, never aging, never waking." Suddenly she bursts into tears, her hair turning into a violent hurricane. "The kingdom has fallen under an evil spell!" she wails. "Please, you must help us!"
Finn and Jake exchange a glance. "How do we break the spell?" I ask.
"It's considered only a rumor, but I have heard the king himself say that if he should ever see his son again, he would explode into dust," the maid murmurs quietly.
I lean back and look at Finn and Jake. "Well, what do you think?"
Finn shrugs his thin shoulders. "There's no doubt that we could do it, but do we really have time?"
"We do have to find your memories," Jake points out.
"But this is the only lead we have!" I argue. "Plus, we should probably help this corrupted country. It's pretty sad," I say, pulling at my blue-tinted hair.
"Okay then!" Jake says. "Let's just do that, whateverrrrr."
Finn laughs, a light happy sound that makes me blush again. "You sound lumpy!" he teases.
The maid takes us to a great window and points out over the barren, rocky landscape. "The dungeon is out there," she says. "You'll know it when you see it."
Turning to me, tears trickling out of her eyes, the water-person smiles. "Please rescue him! Our country, our lives depend on it!"
I hug her, 'cause really, she looks like she needs a hug. I manage to let go without getting my dress wet on her hair, and Finn beckons me over to the now-open window. "Ready?"
I shrug. "As I'll ever be," I say, and climb onto Jake behind the hero who's trying so hard to help me and all these creatures. If anyone can do it, it's Finn.
I just hope someone can do it.
A/N: I really want to get going on this. It stretches into the unforeseeable future, and I have no idea when it's gonna end…
But it's gonna be absolutely fabulous with heaps of drama and schiz. ;D