Waking from just about one of the finer naps he'd had in recent memory, Finn the Human looked up from his spot in the shady oak tree and patted his stomach. He sat there in solemn solitude, the clouds in the sky drifting and pacing ever so smoothly.

He then arose from his his spot of rest and paced his way back towards his home. He entered his abode and yelled out to see if Jake was home, to no response. He found on the refrigerator a note, attached by a seventy-nine-cent store magnet. It said,

Finn:

Went to go get some milk. Wait here. Go nowhere.

-Jake

"Oh, I guess he went to go get some milk, then..." said Finn. He rolled his eyes in boredom and picked up a book from Jake's bookshelf about narwhals. It was a very interesting book that entailed many interesting tidbits of information about the noble unicorn of the sea.

After a good moment of education of the way of the narwhal, Finn then tossed the book aside and sat around quietly. Just when he least expected, Marceline crashed from underneath his floor on The Morrow.

Finn yelled, "Wait, that doesn't even make sense!" Marceline then rolled off of The Morrow and said, "My thoughts exactly. Scoot over, my stories are on."

Marceline then turned on Finn and Jake's TV to an interesting television drama that I will do my best to describe.

Okay, it's like this. There was this older, buff man and this woman who looked like she didn't want to be there. She said, "What have I done? This... this can't be happening!" The man then slapped the woman with the back of his hand and said, "Pull yourself together, woman! Be strong! Now recite that Satanic oath, otherwise you'll never be pretty."

Finn then said, "What the glunk is this crunk?" Marceline then shushed him through a punch to the gut, which he reacted to with discomfort. After a few more seconds of this strange program, the power went out in their treehouse. Thankfully, it was during the day, so there was still light.

Marceline groaned profusely. She then crashed her head on Finn's shoulder as she let out a long, strenuous groan. Finn shrugged her head, which crashed onto the sofa cushions, off of his shoulders and went into the kitchen to make a sandwich. He made a turkey sandwich with tomato, and also pickles. It was a sandwich to beheld by sandwich connoisseurs and laymen alike.

Finn then sat back down on the couch and chewed away at the sandwich as Marceline mumbled to herself while laying face-down on the couch. Finn tried to drown out the sound, but alas, there was no drowning to be had. After about a minute of this incessant rambling, Finn then rolled up a newspaper from about a week ago and lightly smacked Marceline in the head with it.

Finn yelled, "Do you mind? I'm trying to eat here!" Marceline then replied, "Sorry, Finn. I just haven't slept much in the past few days. My mind is full of frak right now." She then rudely snatched the remaining half of Finn's sandwich and started to eat at it. "I'm a thousand years old. I've done so much in my life, I've known so many people, gone through thick and thin time and time again, but there's just nothing out there for me right now, no one to do it with, at that."

Marceline then took another bite of the sandwich. Finn then thought about what Marceline had said and tried to draw closer to her, eventually coming to her side. Marceline then crashed her head on Finn's lap with her face looking directly at his.

She continued, "I'm just so bored and so lonely. But I guess that's just life sometimes." Finn then considered how he could rectify this situation of Marceline's. He found a solution, a certain way to spark Marceline's interest. "Marceline," said Finn, "We're gonna travel THROUGH TIME." Marceline then laughed merrily at how ridiculous this was. "Oh, Finn," said Marceline, "you and your crazy ideas."

"It's not my idea," uttered Finn, "It's the idea of a good friend of mine. Charming fellow, wears a bowtie and enjoys fish fingers and custard." Marceline then said, "Wait, you don't mean..."

Just as Marceline said this, a blue box appeared outside Finn and Jake's house. "Oh, not him..." was all Marceline could say. The two of them walked outside and were greeted by who appeared to be a young man who fit Finn's description, who looked all around before saying, "Well, this is the last time I bring back goods from Space Florida in the TARDIS."

He then directed his attention towards Finn and said, "Young Finn, I see you've got a friend here to see me." Finn then said, "Marceline, this is The Doctor. He's got a magic box that can go anywhere in time and space." Marceline then muttered under her breath, "I know who he is."

The Doctor then looked upon Marceline for a few seconds before establishing a familiarity. He said, "Say, have we met before?" Marceline then angrily nodded. The Doctor continued, "Hmm, seems to be a good thousand or so years after the Mushroom War, and, hmm... That reminds me, almost a thousand years ago, I met a young vampire girl and SAID I'd come back for her, and I never got back to her. You wouldn't happen to..."

Marceline then stared at The Doctor blankly and boldly as he said, "Oh... you're the girl who waited. Ah. My apologies." Marceline then rose her voice and said, "You never came back! All these years, I've hoped you'd return, but you never did!" The Doctor then signaled Marceline to calm down and said, "Calm down. This isn't the first time I've done such a thing."

Marceline then said, "Oh, so you like deceiving people like this?" The Doctor then thought, but only came up with one word. "Narwhals." Marceline then lowered her brow and stared in confusion. The Doctor continued, "Narwhals, narwhals, swimming in the ocean; causing a commotion, because they are so awesome." Finn then said, "Oh I know this one! Narwhals, narwhals, swimming in the ocean, pretty big and pretty white, they'd beat a polar bear in a fight!"

Marceline then shrugged. The Doctor then said, "Young Finn, you've picked up some good rhymes! I knew getting Jake that narwhal book would amount to something good!" The two of them laughed. "Say, what's say we all go back in time to watch some Mushroom War battles? The Battle of the Narwhal is a personal favorite of mine. Sadly, it does not involve any actual narwhals, but I've got snacks in the TARDIS! It'll be like a slumber party, except only one of us is a girl! What do you say, Marcie, old pal?" Marceline was reluctant to take up the offer, but considering the slump she was in as of recently, she could use the thrill. She quietly said, "deal" as The Doctor readied the TARDIS to go back to the Battle of the Narwhal.

Just as the TARDIS had left, Jake came back to the treehouse with a carton of milk on hand and said, "Finn! I'm back! Finn?" He looked around and noticed the lack of Finn's presence. He laid his palm upon his face and sighed, grunting. Jake muttered, "That kid's always getting into trouble. What's a brother got to do to keep another brother in line?" He sat and waited for Finn's return. Jake then said, "He even left this huge hole in the floor! Oh hey, The Morrow. How're things going for you?" The Morrow then let out a triumphant call. "Yeah, me too," said Jake.

The two of them sat around quietly without as much as a thought. It was an ambience of pure nothingness. Anticipation was all that could be had, all that there was in the air.

TO BE CONTINUED...