APPLE PIE
An ‘Adventure Time’ fanfiction
By Kiara and Grace
The sun rose slowly from below the mountainous horizon of Ooo, the warm sky painted in orange
juice and pink cotton candy clouds. In the Candy Kingdom, the bubblegum princess, Bonnibel
Bubblegum, was awake busy working in her science lab. Her bubblegum pink hair tied up in a ponytail,
reaching just below her shoulders. She observed a mixture of lime liquorice ropes and marshmallow
cream, watching the test tube as citrus green dissolved into soft white. Not a noise could be heard but
the quiet fizz of the liquid, until the ear-blasting sonic power of an electric guitar burst the candy door
open. A tall, dark figure floated through the remains of the door, casting a dark shadow over Princess
Bubblegum’s experiment.
“Hello Marcy,” she said, still looking at the test tube filled with a luminescent green liquid. The figure
slowly levitated to the desk.
With inky black shades and a smirk on her face, Marceline suddenly broke into song, strumming on
her battleaxe guitar, “Bubblegummmm… you’re a sweetie pie… Oh Bonnibel… you’re smarter than
anyone… Bonnie baby... you are a nerdy little egg head!”
The princess grinned, “You’re soooo cute,” dropping a pinch of edible glitter into the test tube,
discreetly rolling her eyes. She carefully placed down the test tube and ran over to her friend, who
deviously winked and suddenly disappeared into thin air.
“Marrrcelliiiineee... where did you go?” she questioned, irritated. She had become accustomed to her
jokes, she found the whole ‘invisible act’ overrated. A cool breeze gushed past and turned her around,
only to see Marceline perched on top of the fridge, fiddling with the vial of green liquid.
“Marceline! Put that down!” She commanded, but the vampire only smirked, the test tube slipping
from her undead fingers and shattering onto the stone cold floor. The liquid sunk into the ground,
immediately conjuring a pod of strange stone-candy creatures. Instinctively, the creatures pulled
themselves up the legs of the desk, and began to dance. As they had no concept of life, they fell to
the ground and cracked into pieces. PB grumbled in discouragement, watching her hard work fall
apart.
Upset, Bubblegum nagged at Marceline hurrying to leave. She finally gave in, swiftly snatching a red
grape flavoured lollipop as they exited the castle. It was still very early in the morning, so the air was
as cold as ice. Glancing to her side, Marceline noticed the princess shivering in the morning wind.
“Hey Peebs, you wanna borrow my sweater?”
She flashed her focus up to Marceline’s dark floating figure, as she slowly lowered to the ground,
handing her the woolen grey material. She pulled the soft fabric over her head, ruffling her rosy pink
ponytail. In return, she adjusted Marcie’s giant circular hat and smiled.
Bubblegum pulled out a piece of pink paper, unfolding each tight crimp revealing a perfectly organised
list. The paper read of an itinerary the princess had prepared earlier, so she guided the pair towards the
first destination, the farmer’s market in the Grass Lands.
It was not long before the pair reached the markets, the busy hustle and bustle of the early birds made
it easy to find. Along the journey, Marceline collected a rose, toadstool and a ruby ladybird who she
had put in a glass jar, containing the rest of the stash in her scarlet red canvas backpack.
As they approached the markets, the duo recognised a familiar stand, Suzy & Sue’s candles. Widely
known for its interesting range of waxes and scents, and an infamous robbery. The stall was basically
a giant candle with a range of average sized candles inside, so the entrance scent was overwhelming.
A bundle of strawberry-jam-scented crimson heart-shaped candles labelled ‘vampy bites’ instantly
caught Marceline’s eye. Bonnibel looked around for some time, until finally settling on a pink candle
scented ‘bacon pancakes’. It was sticky and muggy inside the little shop, the stench of tarts and snails
quickly became overpowering. The sun’s harsh rays beaming and the mini candle fires inside caused
the wax of the shop to melt. Watching the walls slowly drip formed an uneasy feeling in Marceline,
forcing an urge for them to leave. Quickly buying their candles they rushed out, leaving only a small
tip.
“So now,” pondered Bonnibel, “We should go to the crystal dimension and take notes on crystal
formation-”
“Nooooo, that’s boring!” Marceline interrupted, while attempting to scrape some wax off her hand.
Noticing Bonnie’s disappointment, she hurried to explain, “Sorry, Bonnie, but I have a much MUCH
better idea. Let’s fight… A GIANT JELLY SQUID.”
“Woah, okay, no need to flip out, Marcy. We can’t just fight my jelly squid… you know how hard I
worked to bring that cephalopod to life,” she protested. “Maybe we can go by to see if Tree Trunks is
home and have one of her delightful pies-”
“Oh my glob... you guys… you’re on a girls-only-buy-stuff-fun-day-out WITHOUT me?!” interrupted
Lumpy Space Princess, accompanied by Hot Dog Princess and Slime Princess, both distressed.
“Sorry LSP, but look, Peebs and I go back a long way, we just wanted a day out, just the two of us. You
know, since she’s always busy with her princessy stuff,” snapped Marceline.
“Ugh, fine. But you two better make some room for me next time... I guess I'll just go now and leave
you alone while I do MY more important princessy stuff.”
Slime Princess was becoming increasingly more anxious, and suddenly burst out in panic, “LSP, the
thieves!!”
PB blinked. “Pardon!?”
“We came to get you!” She puffed, “We can’t get a hold of Finn and Jake!” Hot Dog Princess gulped.
“There are thieves terrorising the orchard! They’re stealing all the wildberries! Wildberry Princess is
freaking the freak out! ”
“That’s where we were headed to...” muttered Marceline. “...I suppose we can help.”
LSP rolled her eyes and glided down an earthy path, Hot Dog Princess nervously trotting behind her.
Slime Princess beckoned to Marceline and PB, then slithered after her friends, leaving a slimy green
substance behind her.
The orchard was an interesting sight - wildberries were flying, princesses were crying and everyone
was frantically running around. Small square-shaped thieves were in trees and on the ground,
shovelling wildberries into wildberry-shaped baskets
“As princess of the Candy Kingdom, I command you to stop!” Bubblegum shouted, but no one even
bothered to look in her direction.
Marceline smirked, “Peebs, let me take over this one. Just watch and see.” She instantaneously
disappeared and reappeared in front of a thief, who was carrying a bindle stained with berry juice.
Startled, the thief tried to attack the vampire with the stick of her bindle, swinging herself around so
hard she dropped the sack, along with the berries. Marcy disappeared again and shifted into her
monstrous demon form, her sharp teeth and dark hairy features spooking another gang of thieves.
After only five minutes of Marcie’s vampire-demon action, the thieves were nowhere to be seen. A
rainbow of berries splattered across the orchard, painting it like a modernist artwork. The princesses
all cheered and clapped, except Bubblegum, whose arms were crossed.
“That was freaky cool! Did you see me scare off those nasty thieves, Bonnie?! Did you see me?!”
Bonnibel broke her seriousness and gave her friend a bashful smile. Marceline cackled as Bubblegum
rolled her eyes, unfazed by everything that had just unfolded in front of her.
The duo walked a short distance to Tree Trunk’s little cottage, the smell of sweet apple pies navigating
the way. Marceline sucked the red out of some berries she salvaged from the crime scene, wiping the
red juices from her rosy grey lips. As they approached the cottage, the short green elephant watered her
rose garden with her trunk.
“Oh hello girls! I wasn’t expectin’ guests, but don’t you worry. I have a whole apple pie on the
windowsill cooling down, just waitin’ to be eaten!” She guided them to the pie, inside the lovely
cottage. As they entered her strawberry pink home, they were greeted with a waft of sweet, sugary
warmth. Bubblegum licked her lips, unsure if the sweetness she was tasting was from the air or her
own candy complexion. The house was humid from the heat of the oven, forcing PB to take off her
sweater, and Marceline, her hat. Mr. Pig, Tree Trunks’ husband, looked up from his newspaper and
gestured a wave, then immediately returned to his article. Tree Trunks took the pie from up on the
windowsill and powdered icing sugar on top. The pie was golden-brown - the pastry crunchy and
warm.
“Tree Trunks, you’ve outdone yourself yet again,” Bubblegum gushed. It was perfect! They thanked
Tree Trunks and left her with a little gift Marceline had in her bag - stolen candy, of course.
“Hey Marcy, you okay?” Throughout the day Marceline had become restless and agitated, and
Bubblegum had noticed. The heat seemed to be becoming an issue, despite it seeming cold. She waited
for a response, but there was a long break in between.
“Bonnie. I think it might be time to go back home. I know you’re usually the one to complain about
getting back early, but all this fire and fighting has goofed me up! You know I need my cool. You
wanna crash at mine?”
PB raised an eyebrow. In her mind she was aware that there was a lot of work to be done with her candy
people, but Marceline looked so quietly hopeful.
“Sure, Marceline.” she smiled. Marceline’s face brightened, and she laughed.
“Hah! I knew you couldn’t say no, Peebs.”
“More like you hoped!”
Marceline floated on her back, dramatically groaning about how much pie she’d eaten.
“Do you ever think people see Tree Trunks for anything else but her apple pies?”
“Hey! It’s your own fault, Marcy. Although, granted, it is VERY hard to resist Tree Trunks’s apple pie.”
Marceline snorted. “You’re so annoying, Bonnie.”
Bubblegum glanced at her sideways, suppressing her laughter. “Are you kidding? I’ve never met
anyone more annoying than you.”
Marceline boosted from her relaxed position, her features elongated and twisted until she was, again, a
large, monstrous version of herself.
“ROAAAAAAAAR,” she shrieked in a terrifying demon voice, directed at Bubblegum. However, she
had experienced Marceline’s scary monster form before, many times, and wasn’t affected. She paused
for a moment and then burst into a giggle. Marceline’s roar dissolved into laughter too, as she shifted
back into her regular vampire form.
“Man, that apple pie was good,” she repeated. “We should do this again sometime.”
“We definitely should.” PB grinned.
The pair finally made their way home to Marceline’s cave.
✧༺♥༻∞ . THE END . ∞༺♥༻✧
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kiara reddy & grace alexander
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