our blood!’ Jake begged.
‘Calm down, weenies,’ Marceline laughed. ‘I’m not going to do that.’
With a snap of her fingers, the vampire queen relit all the candles in the treehouse.
‘So you don’t suck blood?’ Finn asked.
‘Sometimes I do,’ Marceline confessed. ‘But it’s not the blood that I like. It’s the colour. I eat shades of red.’
Marceline swiped her hand across Finn’s neck and magically conjured up a ripe, red strawberry. She sank her pointed tooth into it. When she was done, the strawberry was a sick shade of grey.
‘Golly!’ Finn remarked, impressed.
Marceline shoved the colourless fruit into Finn’s mouth. She then floated across the floor to her duffel bag. She yawned and let her head hang down.
‘Wow, I am exhausted,’ Marceline told the adventurers. ‘I’ve been travelling all over the Land of Ooo, and I’ve seen stuff that would really make you say, like what?’
‘Like what?’ Finn asked, predictably.
‘I found a school of goldfish beasts,’ Marceline boasted. ‘And I fooled around in the fire kingdom.’
Marceline spread her fingers, revealing something in the palm of her hand.
‘Nuts?’ Finn asked, unimpressed.
‘Oh, these aren’t just ordinary nuts,’ Marceline explained.
The vampire queen made a fist, squeezed tightly, and then opened her hand to reveal the contents. The nuts had somehow turned into tiny, colourful creatures.
‘You’re wonderful!’ Finn gushed.
‘Yeah, thank you for not sucking our blood,’ Jake added.
‘You guys seem cool, too,’ Marceline yawned. ‘But as you can imagine, I’m really tired. So you two should probably get going.’
‘What?’ Finn asked, confused.
Marceline pointed to a large letter M carved into the treehouse wall.
‘M for Marceline,’ she explained. ‘I carved it in this tree years ago, long before you two rascals started squatting here.’
Marceline put her arms around Finn and Jake and lifted them into the air. Before they could blink their eyes, the best friends were standing outside in the pouring rain.
‘Seriously, guys, thanks for keeping the place warm for me,’ she said, as she flew back to the treehouse. ‘Like really great. Thanks. Good night.’
Marceline slid through the open window.
Finn and Jake looked up, completely shocked.
‘Come on, Finn, let’s get out of here,’ Jake pleaded.
‘She can’t kick us out of our house!’ Finn replied angrily. Finn started pounding the treehouse door with his fists.
‘Get down here, lady, and fight me!’ he shouted.
‘She’s a vampire, dude,’ Jake warned.
Up in the window, Marceline laughed and took a bite of one of Jake’s doughnuts. Then she dropped two bags full of Finn and Jake’s belongings to the ground and slammed the window shut.
‘I’m going to kill her!’ Finn yelled.
‘Dude, if half the stories I’ve heard and/or made up are true, vampires will kill you,’ said Jake. ‘There’s no question.’
‘But what about our home?’ asked Finn.
‘A vampire took it!’ Jake replied matter-of- factly. ‘We should go house hunting. Bag us a new house.’
‘But I like our home,’ Finn whined.
Jake stretched his legs taller and taller until he was arched like a rainbow in the clouds.
‘Finn, house hunting is wild!’ he called down from the sky. ‘You gotta try it.’
‘Really?’ Finn asked.
‘Yeah, man. It is so nuts,’ Jake said, putting his front paws back down on the ground so he covered Finn like a giant awning.
‘Okay, I’m convinced,’ said Finn. ‘Let’s roll.’
‘Sweet,’ Jake cheered. ‘Things are going to start going our way!’
Just as the friends began walking down a hill, the clouds parted and the sun appeared.
‘See?’ Jake said. ‘What’d I tell ya?’
Finn and Jake set out to find a new home. They knocked on the door of a small stone house. A blob-like monster appeared, and the two friends ran off screaming.
They crept into a giant shell on the beach. It
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