A Struggle Against Storms - True Adventure Time

A Bitter Anniversary

I DO NOT OWN ADVENTURE TIME OUR ANY OF IT'S CHARACTERS.

Prologue: 'Why? Why me? Why not me?' Finn made slow progress on his way back to his treehouse. Jake, his brother, was treading next to him but remained silent giving his bro some much needed space. Finn was at one of his moments of catharsis, sometimes the frustration of rejection from his beloved princess just needed to be let out. He just couldn't let it go that he wasn't good enough for her. He understood the rejection when he was younger but now he stood at about five foot eleven and had a slender yet hard, mean build. He was old enough now, yet the rejection continued. Each time it ripped at his hold on stability. He never gave up hope, though, that maybe some day things would change... but now with that Twizzy guy in the picture –

Finn was roused from his thoughts by a distant plea for help. Jake's ears perked up listening, another girlish scream rent the cool dusk air.

“That sounds like Flambo bro, we should go see what he needs this time,” Jake started heading towards the sound, but looked back when he noticed Finn's blatant lack of following him.

“I'm not in the mood for that now Jake. It's Flambo, it'll just be something pointless like is was last week and the week before. He's probably just dropped a piece of coal in a hole or something. I'm going home he can deal with it himself.” Jake's face displayed only shock.

“But DUDE! You're a hero! You're supposed to help people when they're in need of--”

“In need,” Finn cut in, “Not for pointless junk! I'm tired of it man!”

“But what if he's in some serious danger dude! Do you want that on your conscience?”

Finn looked down and clenched his jaw. He knew Jake was right, he should go regardless of his mood. 'Well maybe there'll be a giant robo-rabbit or something fun to fight,' he thought to himself.

“Alright,” he said letting out a sigh, “let's get going.”

They headed in the direction of the sound they'd heard. Finn noted with a bit of uneasiness the lack of any further cries for help. He and Jake came upon a rocky outcropping and headed around the edge. Finn felt the air turn to ice around him, he looked down upon a scene of horror splayed out before him. The little flambit he knew and cared for was lying at his feet... among a few other nearby places.

Chapter One – A Bitter Anniversary

Finn was dressed up. He had on his nicest suit on which accented his rather formidable stature and strong shoulders. He wore his nicest light blue tie and for once was without his signature bear hat. It wasn't his Prince Hotbod suit (he outgrew that a number of years ago), but this outfit was nothing short of it. He'd cut his hair so that it only reached past the tips of his ears, thoroughly bathed, shaved, trimmed his nails, and even put on some cologne. He'd likely never been in better condition. He hated every second of it.

Tonight was the anniversary of that day. The day he was still bitter about. The day he'd lost hope on ever getting what he wanted. He was on his way with Jake to the anniversary party of Queen Bubblegum and King Twizzy's marriage.

Finn let out a sigh. He wasn't angry at QB nor was he mad at KT, but he was mad... mad at fate maybe? He knew – he could see – that the two genuinely cared for each other, and he couldn't blame them for that. They are after all a very good match. Yet Finn couldn't help being bitter that he didn't have that. He wanted – he needed that. Now though, Finn was reduced to putting on a show of friendliness whenever in the presence of his majesties. To her, he was still nothing but a loyal servant and old friend.