Bonnibel&Marceline

Chapter 4: One Wont hurt

Marceline's P.O.V

Flying through the Forest of Trees later in the evening I feel the air humidity increase the closer to the center of the forest I got. I stop and wipe a bead of sweat away from my face before collecting my loose hair into a high ponytail and scanning the forest. It was only another few more yards before the air would be able to transfer back into the fall night air as the forest opens up towards the Tree Fort and Bonnibel's castle. Floating back in the air I start to continue my way through the dark forest when my ears pick up on the sudden sound of branches breaking about 30 feet to the side of me. Flying closer I recognize two familiar voices and when I narrow my eyes towards the noise using my demonic eyes I spot moving figures against a crackling fire behind them.

"Oh, you thought I was just kidding when I said I was going to punch your lights out? How you feeling now?" Yelled Finn as he kept a strong grip on the wrist that was twisted behind a 7-foot tall goblins back.

I was close enough now to see them within my normal eyesight again and leaned on a trunk of a tree next to me watching the two best friends play out their business.

The goblin released an upset scream before he punches forward with his free hand and straightens his locked arm behind him that was held by Finn. His technique made Finn loosen his grip on the goblin allowing him to twist around quickly and shove his elbow across Finns face. Finn stumbled back releasing his hold on the goblins arm and swiped his nose that took the impact of the hit. Some blood dripped between his fingers and he furrowed his eyebrows as he turned his head and spat on the ground.

My senses heighten as the scent of O positive infused with soil reeked off the ground around Finn and I feel my jaw muscles tense. Jake was the first to jump onto the goblins back and wrap his arms around his head blocking his sight earning another aggravated shout. The goblin reaches for jake behind him and grips his skin tugging hard to get him off just as Finn comes in front of him with fists up.

I raise an eyebrow at his fake honor in finishing this off with his fists for once instead of his sword. I'm sure if Finn had participated in the fight with his sword in the beginning it would have been over in less then 5 minutes. If it wasn't for jakes little assistance I would have thought it was a real honor.

Jake quickly lets go of the goblins face as he was yanked off and flung across the forest. Finn quickly swings an uppercut punch at the goblin that sends him taking three steps back as he tries to get a grip on a near tree. Not wasting another second Finn steps up to the goblin and lays a punch to his face and another on his abdominal before the goblin slumps forward to the ground.
"That'll teach you to stop peeping into the water nymphs showers," Finn says looking down at the fallen goblin before looking around the forest.

His blonde locks were a mess, and his nose stopped bleeding but it left a red stain on the collar of his short-sleeved hoodie.

Pushing off the tree I float towards him as he bends over jake who was starting to wake up from his earlier fall.

"Jake, you okay?" Finn asks gripping jakes hand as he slowly tugs him up to a sitting position.
I give a smirk already anticipating jakes nerves of seeing me this late and behind a clueless Finn.

"Yeah man, nothing a few stretches can't unwind," jake says standing fully up. The second our eyes meet behind Finn's shoulder the color drains from his face and his mouth drops open.
"M-Marceline!" Jake yells before jumping back a bit and bumping into the tree again.
I give a playful hiss as Finn turns around facing me and gives me a half-smile.
"Whats up Marceline, did you just get here?" Finn asks giving me a raised fist.
I pump my fist against his before placing my hands in my pocket.  "Something like that, I just happened to hear the commotion and catch you guys at the end. Nice uppercut," I praise giving a glance towards the goblin before looking back over to Finn.
"Thanks, I been working on them with the ice king," Finn says pushing out his chest more in pride making me roll my eyes at him.
"You guys are cool with the ice king now?" I ask.
"Give or take" responds Finn as he pulls his hood back over his hair.
Jake gives a chuckle before elbowing Finn in the stomach, "More like using the ice king as a punching bag."
I burst out laughing, imagining the ice king in his palace one day talking to his penguins and Finn breaking through his front door just to punch him in the face and leave yelling about justice.