A Struggle Against Storms - True Adventure Time

Day 1: A Tour

Chapter 4 – Day One: A Tour

– “The room was dark and creaky, yet as the morning sun rose over the horizon soft, gentle rays of light entered through the window. The sun's golden fingers running slowly, smoothly down the room's sides filling the room with light and warmth as it creaked subtly in the gentle breeze.” –

The contents of the room were illuminated by the continual rise of the sun. The wood plank walls were thick, but looked as though they may have been hastily or unprofessionally slapped together, the wood of the planks for the most part being varying shades and hues. A little lower and the light revealed a few pieces of mismatched furniture; a wardrobe, a desk, etc. Finally coming into view, a shabby wood bed covered in an armoring of thick wool blankets and animal pelts. And laying on top of it all was a resting golden haired human, the light reflecting brilliantly off the hair on his head and revealing the subtle light gold-brown shades in his tanned (but dominantly white) skin.

The man stirred as the light brushed across his eyelids.

Finn awoke pleasantly. He felt rested, and the warmth of the sun's rays gave him a soothing awakening. 'This is why I face my bed to the window...' He smiled to himself. Then, opening his eyes, he got up and got changed out of last nights outfit. After a quick shower he dressed himself in a pair of dark blue, slightly worn, jeans and one of his cleaner light blue t-shirts. He reached up to scratch and itch on his head and noticed he still wasn't wearing his hat. He scoured his room for it but couldn't find it anywhere. He stood up, hands on his hips and huffed in confusion... he could've sworn he left it... wait... 'is that bacon?'

Finn climbed halfway down the ladder from his room and then jumped and landed on the floor. He looked up and his eyes widened. Before him on the table was a bacon, eggs, and toast -classic- breakfast. His stomach growled. He then noticed the pale-skined chef hovering leisurely by the sofa, one by one albinoizing all his red apples.

His eyes narrowed, she was wearing his hat. The vampire looked at him out of the corner of her eye, a taunting smile playing across her mouth as she drained another apple. Finn looked from her to the delicious food and back again. Finally he shrugged in defeat as his stomach rumbled again and turned to the food.

Without warning he tensed and lept over at the vampire, hands outstretched for the white bear hat on her head. He was inches away when, fast as anyone would expect a demon vampire to be, she ducked her head and tackled the over-ambitious human to the floor. They wrestled viciously, Finn struggling to retrieve his prize possession, the Vampire Queen tauntingly foiling all his efforts.

With a -thuwmp- Marceline sat on Finn and pinned his arms down, an evilly pleased expression on her face and the bear cap slightly askew. He glared at her, but she just stuck her tongue out at him before floating up off him and out of his reach. She removed the hat and dangled it for a moment over Finn but when he didn't get up and jump for it she just dropped it on his face.

They stayed like that for a moment, Marceline overhead watching Finn with a grin on her face as he just lay there his face covered by the bear hat when.... there was a low rumbly noise. Finn's stomach. And then he started laughing, Marceline joining in as he snatched the hat off his face, got up, and forced it back on the top of his head. His face was still slightly red from the exertion of wrestling with the Vampire Queen. He looked up at Marceline and raised an eyebrow questioningly.

“Get trapped by the sun again, huh?”

Still grinning, she shrugged, “Eh, you could say that. Just thought I could chill here for a couple and we could hang.”

He chuckled, “Ya, sounds great.”

Marceline let out a big yawn, “Cool. I made you something, as your stomach seems to have noticed. I'm gonna go catch some sleep. See ya tonight.” She waved back at him as she happily floated upstairs where she probably plopped herself face first onto his bed. Finn just smiled to himself and shook his head when she left, 'that girl...'