Anon in Ooo 10- dream land

>ugh...

 

bubblegum: oh dear.

 

>how bad does it look?

 

bubblegum: its at about 103.

 

jake: dang bro.

 

finn: dang to the max, we were all gonna go to the ice cream festival anon.

 

>yeah... i know finn.

 

you are anon, and somehow you got sick. what the hell ooo? sending my body your germs and junk.

 

bubblegum: with this fever, you wont be able to be go anon.

 

>yeaaaah... i knooooow...

 

jake: dont worry bro, ill bring you back some of your favorite milkshake!

 

>you mean the chocolate banana swirl with the.... well... whatever they put in it to make it blue?

 

jake: yeah man. just get better.

 

>*cough*... ill try.

 

dang, and you were looking forward to trying all kinds of milkshake combinations.

 

bubblegum: well anon, it looks like you will need to stay here in the candy kingdom until your fever drops quite a bit.

 

>wuh? why cant i go back to my *cough* house?

 

bubblegum: its being un-germified.

 

>... wuh?

 

bubblegum: we are clearing your home of all germs and bacteria. even dairy products like cheese.

 

>but i like my cheese. it goes great with *cough* sandwiches.

 

bubblegum: no germs or bacteria anon. now get some rest, your fever is starting to rise, doctor ice cream and nurse pound cake will be in shortly to make sure you are okay.

 

>... well, where are you gonna be? *cough*

 

bubblegum: at the ice cream festival like finn and jake.

 

>uuuuuuuuuuuuuuughhhhhhhhh....

 

finn: sorry anon, we got to leave. its already 10:30 and the festival ends at 12:15.

 

they all leave the room so they dont hear you whine anymore... jerks. i wasnt even finished.

 

... well... what do we do now? im in a bed, all by my lonesome, and this stupid-

 

*cough*

 

yeah, that... is keeping me from being with my friends.

 

whats next? hallucinations?

 

???: hay there buddy.

 

you look everywhere trying to see where the voice came from.

 

???: up here pal.

 

you... look up.

 

oh hell naw.

 

???: hay there guy. oh man, you look down. whats up?

 

>shut up figment of my feverish imagination.

 

???: what? haha, your craaaazy.~

 

damn straight i am, im talking to a guy that looks like the keeper of curious george... on the ceiling.

 

magic man: names magic man, and i aint nobodies figment, no how. mmmmm-mmm. uh-uh. nope.

 

>okay, i get it. why are you here? *cough*

 

mm: well you see, i need someone to go into dream land with to fight a guardian that holds all nightmares together.

 

>.... uhhhhh...

 

mm: glad youve volunteered. goodnight.~

 

>wait, wuh-

 

*clonk*

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>... ugh... were... am i? THAT GUY! HE TOTALLY CLONKED ME ON THE HEAD!!!

 

mm: only to get you to sleep faster.

 

>im gonna *cough*-

 

mm: your darn right you are. tell you what, you help me out, i take your sick away!~

 

.... that actually sounds like a good idea...

 

>alright... say i *cough* take you up on this offer rather than sit it out and let my body work its magic, what do you get out of all of this?

 

mm: i stop having the most stupid recurring dream in all of ooo. now if you dont mind, we need to get going before the vacuum comes.

 

>the wha-

 

mm: no time for talk, zip zip.

 

zip zi-

 

>WOAH!!!

 

you are now being thrown really freaking far with the magic man by your side. apparently you two are on some kind of zipline that materialized out of nowhere.

 

mm: oh... i should tell you some rules while we are here shouldnt i?~

 

>rules? what *cough* rules?

 

mm: thats exactly what i said! well, anyway, this is the dream realm kid, you got to treat it like an actual dream.

 

>what do you mean?

 

mm: well, for starters, you know when you are in a dream and doing one thing... and then suddenly you are somewhere completely non-related to where you were, and you are doing something else?

 

>yeah?

 

mm: well now we are on a boat being served by some foxxy looking waitresses.

 

>wh-

 

you look around... and what would you know, you are on a fucking boat with foxes for waitresses.

 

>alrighty then... *cough* any more rules?

 

mm: dont loose track of what you want, the second you do that, we lose each other, not that i want to be your GUIDE or anything, its just more of a "we need to stick together if we both want to make it out of here alive" sort of thing.

 

>thats a good rule to follow.

 

mm: oh yes, it is!~ oh... last one, dont ever look into a mirror.... ever.

 

>what happens when you look in a mirror?

 

mm: trippy stuff, just dont do it. trust in the guy you dont know kid, i have done it before and WHOOOOh was that a bad night.

 

>noted... *cough* so this guardian... were is it exactly?

 

mm: oh, yes, you see... it is prooooobably going to be at the dream flux.

 

>.... w-

 

mm: okay, before i have to explain anything else, we got to split up.

 

>i thought you said we had to stick together if we wanted to get out of this alive!!!

 

mm: did i say that? hah, could have sworn i said something along the lines of "everythings gonna be okay, dont worry".

 

>you did NOT say that. not even *cough* imply it.

 

mm: hmmm... maybe i should re-learn stupid.

 

>did you just call the dude that is helping you stupid?

 

mm: yep! gotta go now! dont lose track of what we need!

 

>what?! we need something now?!

 

mm: just look for a hotdog!~

 

>w-w... WHAT?!

 

mm: TOODLES!

 

guy does a backflip into the water and a dolphin catches him and they fly via rainbows.

 

... what an asshole. he best take your sick away after all of this.

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finn: i feel bad that we had to leave anon behind, i mean, he loves junk like this.

 

jake: junk?! dude, this is the ice cream FESTIVAL.

 

bubblegum: i think what finn is trying to say is that anon likes to be in social gatherings with us. i agree with finn, i feel terrible with the way i just left him in there, i feel as though i should help him get over the sickness using science, but-

 

jake: yeah, how come you couldn't just science him up?

 

bubblegum: well, as i was saying... i would have done it, but his blood is O+.

 

finn: what? how is that bad?

 

bubblegum: you dont know why he's sick? he has a disease known as "irritans telarum sanguis morbus."... otherwise known as "irritant spinning blood" disease. it can effect all blood types, but it has a different reaction with O+ and negative blood types. it has to be worked out on its own in these situations.

 

finn: so anon has to duke it out with the sick for awhile before he is all good again? that disease sounded pretty dang scary to me.

 

bubblegum: oh yes, it is scary finn. if anon was not an O blood type, he would have died within 5 minutes of first receiving it. but like i said, it has a different reaction with people who are of the O blood type. you see, the disease acts like sort of a messenger with O blood types. it lets O blood type register almost every type of virus out there... well... at least all the ones that the virus that gave it to him knows.

 

jake: oh... so you cant cure him because it would be helping his amune system?

 

bubblegum: well that, and the fact that there is no known cure for O blood types.

 

finn: that still kind of bunks. he had a really high fever before we left.

 

bubblegum: i worry too finn, but i believe we worry too much. doctor ice cream and nurse pound cake said everything would be under control. i believe in them completely. now, let us change the subject to something more positive, like what kind of events this festival has.

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okay... so... you are still on the boat with all of these foxes.... and you are supposed to be finding a..... hotdog.

 

maaaaan... this some bullshit.

 

hotdog princess: hay anon.

 

>hay hotdog princess.....

 

.... wait...

 

>find the hot dog....

 

hotdog princess: thats me!~

 

>yep...

 

hp: mmmhmmm.

 

>.... sooo... uh.... *cough*.... yeah...

 

hp: ....

 

you totally snag hotdog princess and she starts flopping around and shit in your arms.

 

hp: oh my, im so excited, im going into convulsions!

 

>are you having a *cough* stroke?!

 

hp: no, im just really exited to be going on a walk right now!

 

oh... oh yeah... cuz shes a dog.

 

well... you found the hotdog, now what?

 

*zwoop*

 

zwoop?

 

is that a portal?

 

finding a hotdog opened a portal...

 

okay... alright... i can work with this.

 

you toss hotdog princess and walk through the portal

 

*zwoop*

 

hp: oh my, his arms are so strong. hehehe.~

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doctor princess: oh, hay... your finn and jake.

 

finn: doctor princess?

 

dp: thats the name.

 

jake: why are you here? well... you know... besides the ice cream?

 

dp: well, the ice cream was one of the main reasons, but it heard that there was a irritans telarum sanguis morbus patient in the candy kingdom.

 

bubblegum: that would be anon, dont worry doctor, he has O+ blood type.

 

dp: thats the thing, ive never seen the sickness in progress with a O+ type patient before. with your blessing, i would like the chance to study the rareness of it.

 

bubblegum: i dont know... it seems to be in poor taste for you to just hover over anon like that. he needs his rest.

 

dp: oh my, i do not intend on doing such a thing. i will just study his heart rate.

 

bubblegum: well... if is only that...

 

dp: my word as a doctor.

 

jake: not a princess?

 

dp: thats just a sir name...

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where the fuck are you now? this looks exactly like the candy kingdom.

 

what am i supposed to do now?

 

peppermint butler: why sir anon, hello. what brings you to the candy kingdom on this fine day?

 

>well, i got lead here by some dude named the *cough* magi-

 

peppermint butler: oh my, i had forgotten you were sick sir anon, you are supposed to be in bed.

 

>well, like i was trying to say, im in the dream world so tha-

 

peppermint butler: dream world? ah... that explains why i was talking to flying bologna earlyer ago. just look.

 

you turn to your left and see floating bologna wave at you.

 

>... yeaaaaaah...

 

peppermint butler: its strange how some peoples dreams can be connected like this.

 

>connected... your sleeping too?

 

peppermint butler: yes, i thought that was made obvious by me pointing out the flying bologna.

 

>... well i kind of thought... wait... hold up... that means i was just in hotdog princesses dream.

 

peppermint butler: oh? why are you traversing dreams sir anon?

 

>well i need to go beat up some guar-

 

mm: FINALLY!~ get over here stupid.~

 

you are flung away from peppermint butler to be right next to the magic man.

 

>okay.... so how did finding the hotdog princess make a portal open up?

 

mm: havent you already figured it out yet? i mean, we ARE dream hopping. thats why i said we had to split up.

 

>... wait, so by me touching the dreaming hotdog princess, a portal opened up because she was the ownder of the dream?

 

mm: BINGO BANGO!~

 

>well... then why did you pull me away from peppermint butler? he is the owner to the dream.

 

mm: no... he is the co-owner. some dreams can be owned by two people. when there are two people, you have to find them both.

 

>so you found the other dreamer the other time?

 

mm: not so stupid anymore buddy, i like that. do all humans learn so quickly.

 

>humans have a nack for adapting.

 

mm:well yes, i did find the other "guy". slime princess sure does have a fancy with people working out.~

 

so thats why she was staring at you when you were going outside from your workout session. you know those things are hard to do when you are practically having to put tons of stuff on your back just to be able to do normal push ups. gotta keep my bod in shape here.

 

>*cough* so why did you bring me over here wth you?

 

mm: well 1, to tell you that i forgot to mention one tiny detail: dont tell anyone that we are going to sock the nightmare guardian in the face. do that, and i wont take your sick away.

 

>okay... seems *cough* reasonable... kinda... whats the second thing?

 

mm: ah yes... just wanted to tell you... YOINK!~

 

in his hand was peppermint buttler. a portal opened up and GOD DAMNIT YOU HAVE TO FIND THE OTHER DREAMER!!!

 

>at least tell me a hint you jerk!

 

mm: dont be stupid again buddy, ill see you soon!~

 

motherfucker...

 

>well... *cough*... know anyone that may be dreaming with you here?

 

peppermint butler: well... now that i think of it... you.

 

>besides me.

 

peppermint butler: well.... theres me, you..... and thats all i know.

 

it seems like he is hiding something...

 

>alright then... i guess ill just go look.

 

peppermint butler: oh no sir, you cant... b-because...

 

>becauuuuse...

 

peppermint butler: *sigh*... its one of the banana guard. i warn you though sir anon, what you see may upset you.

 

>i just need to get out of here and move on to the next-

 

peppermint butler: i mean it sir.

 

... what could possibly upset me that much?

 

you begin to search for a banana guard. usually the place is loaded with em.

 

once you get out of this whole being sick jazz, you need to head over to the festival to meet up with the gang... well... that is if you make it out of here in time for that.

 

oh hay look, its a banana gua-

 

guard: haw haw haw haw haw! take this, and this! and some of this!

 

you... cant believe what you are seeing right now. that banana guard is beating a cute little bunny senseless.

 

... eh, youve seen worse.

 

>you buddy.

 

guard: wuh?

 

you punch him in the face and a portal opens up.

 

guard: what the heck buddy?!

 

>dont go punchin' up on cute animals bro. if i see your ass in real life doing that, ill actually eat you.

 

he freaks out and scrams.

 

alright here we go. off to the next drea-

 

*cough cough cough*

 

man, its getting worse...

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dp: hello doctor ice cream and nurse pound cake. this is anon i presume?

 

pound cake: yes maam. he is resting right now. his fever has risen at least 1 degree as of these past 10 minutes. he is now up to 104 degrees.

 

dp: oh my. well the disease is brutal on the body no matter what. have you used anything to brake the fever?

 

ice cream: no, we are afraid that it might just peek. last time we used something that the princess developed awhile back that usually brings down fevers, and it shot up about 10 degrees.

 

dp: holy guacamole.

 

pound cake: thats exactly what i said.

 

dp: well, at least he seems to be dreaming quite well. and he is sweating, thats good.

 

ice cream: im sorry, why are you here?

 

dp: i am here to study this via heart rate.

 

ice cream: what do you think that will help you with doctor?

 

dp: if i can study how a person with O+ can successfully fight off the virus and use it as a memo for other viruses, i might be able to find out how to make that happen for all other blood types.

 

pound cake: you think thats actually possible just by watching a heart rate?

 

dp: the heart tells a lot of things.

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where are you now?

 

looking around you can see snow... and ice... and-

 

oh man. i know whose dream im in.

 

ice king: aaaanooon! brooo! what are you doin here?

 

you turn around to see the ice king with... a fucking harem right behind him.

 

you dont see magic man anywhere, so maybe ice king is the only dude dreaming here... or maybe magic man is ahead of you and already got the-

 

you pap ice king.

 

FUCK!

 

ice king: what was that/

 

>call it a *cough cough cough* bro pap... but without the coughing.

 

ice king: bro pap? wowee. theres so much stuff i still dont know about being bros.

 

>yeah... hey bro, you think anyone might be sleeping here?

 

ice king: they better not be. they either need to be swooning over me or being in the kitchen making me sammies.

 

>woah woah woah... ice king not cool.

 

ice king: what bro?

 

>you never ever send a woman into the kitchen. that is the most douchiest thing a dude can do to a dudette.

 

ice king: oh... so not cool?

 

>not cool.

 

ice king: hay muscle princess, you can get out of the ki-

 

>except for her.

 

she is a cunt.

 

>well i gotta go bro, i need to find someone that might also be dreaming. catch yah on the flip side. *cough cough cough*

 

ice king: see yah bro. you need to get that cough checked.

 

hah... he doesnt even know half of it.

 

you explore around the place for awhile... nothing seems out of place... well... for a dream that is.

 

in fact, everything seems to be very articulate and... well... everything looks real.

 

you walk outside of the ice kingdom to find a lone penguin.

 

>gunters?

 

gunters: indeed.

 

WHAT?!

 

>you can-

 

gunters: talk? yes. in my dreams, i can be as articulate as i want.

 

thats a very feminate voice. maybe gunter is a girl penguin.

 

>so... you are the one dreaming then.

 

you go to touch her.

 

gunters: halt, what is it that you are doing?

 

>im about to touch you so that i can-

 

gunters: i will not let that happen.

 

>but i need to so i can-

 

gunter: negitive.

 

...

 

wait... this is a dream... maybe i can think up some stuff too. what would make her be preoccupied for awhile?

 

hmmm..... i got it!

 

*zwoop*

 

outta nowhere comes some glass bottles.

 

gunter: oh my...

 

glass bottles: break us gunter.

 

gunter: aw yeah boi.

 

not very articulate anymore.

 

you pap gunters on the head and another portal zwoops open. stepping through it, you look back to see gunter breaking bottles like it was a sex act.

 

wierd pinguin.

 

the portal closes and you are in a land of sunshine and raining violins and jakes and... i bet this is lady's dream.

 

out of the corner of your eye, you see magic man hopping into a portal.

 

mm: dont worry, we are almost there, i left the obvious one for you this time so you could just hurry up.

 

>about time. how many more we gotta go through?

 

mm: eeeeehhhh 3 give or take.

 

so we are close. we just might make it out of this thing like you planned.

 

magic man heads through the portal and you are stuck there untill you find lady rainicorn.

 

its kind of wierd having sto step over a mass of jakes. violins are okay, but you dont want to step on your buddy. thats just plain mean.

 

and they are all smiling and stuff. man... stop looking at me jake. its creepy.

 

oh, okay there she is.

 

>hay, lady, i kind of need to give you a high five.

 

lady: what?

 

>what?

 

she can speak english now? she has a pretty voice. well, she has allways had a pretty voice, but i never know what she was saying.

 

>um... huh... this is kind of wierd... ive never been able to understand you before.

 

lady: oh, you understand me now? i have so much to tell and ask you.

 

>well i mean thats cool and all but i need to-

 

lady: i ship you and bubblegum soooo hard.

 

>well i- woah uh... heheh... what?

 

she ships us?

 

>well.. um... whys that?

 

lady: you and bubblegum go so well together. you are both smart. you make her laugh. she is generally happy when she is around you-

 

>im sorry, i got to stop you right here. she is a princess, and i am a simple adventure slash helper dude. theres no way she would even go out wi-

 

lady: she likes you.

 

>th... me....

 

well...

 

*pap*

 

lady: what?

 

>sorry lady, i would totally stay and chat and talk about girl stuff with you, but i have to go cure my sick.

 

lady: youre sick?

 

>*cough cough cough*

 

lady: oh.

 

>sorry, got to go.

 

lady: yeah, its okay. wish i could ask you stuff.

 

>maybe some other time when i am going through peoples dreams.

 

lady: what?

 

>what?

 

you step through the portal and it instantly seals up.

 

man... this is getting to be very awkward.

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bubblegum: woah...

 

finn: what is it peebles?

 

bubblegum: do you ever get that feeling that someone just talked about you somewhere, and it might have been about something important?

 

jake: i get that loads of times. its called the "name effect". you see, when someone goes talking smack about someone, or telling a secret they werent supposed to tell... the person that they are talking about gets a feeling and stuff.

 

finn: people must not like you jake.

 

jake: yeah, i got some enemies. like that squirrel dude.

 

finn: and susy.

 

jake: ew. gross. never calling that guy again. he creeps me out.

 

bubblegum: i... i just dont like it is all. maybe some ice cream would make me feel better.

 

finn: oh man, its already 11:00. we gotta hurry up if we want to make it to the ice cream battles.

 

jake: oh man, ice cream socking it to one another, thats like one of my many fantasies. in fact, thats like number 3 on the list.

 

finn: whats number 2 and 1?

 

jake: well 2 is for an ice cream doughnut.

 

finn: maybe your doughnut glove can make that.

 

jake: *gasp* oh man... that would be so good. like... that would be super good.

 

bubblegum: im interested in what number 1 is.

 

jake: getting into that ice cream battle.

 

finn: does every one of your fantasies involve ice cream?

 

jake: no! are you kidding me? that wouldnt save any room for number 4. the worlds best sandwich.

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your new suroundings are really dark and tron like in a way.

 

mm: oh hay stupid.~

 

>i know, i know... i took to long. shut up before i bop you on the head so hard you go into the FIFTH layer of dreaming.

 

mm: oh... that wouldnt be good. well, we are here now.

 

>really? *cough cough cough* cuz i am really starting to *cough cough cough cough*-

 

mm: you should get that cough checked.

 

oh look at this faggot. he thinks hes a comedian.

 

your worse than dane cook.

 

>so... where do we find this... guardian?

 

mm: right above us.

 

you look up to find an upside down goddess of beauty attached to the ceiling.

 

>thats the guardian of nightmares?

 

mm: yeah sure whatever. lets just kill it already.

 

>woah woah woah. your saying we got to kill that? THATS the guardian?

 

mm: yeah, this is the third time ive said it. let me say it again so it will be 4 times. yes.

 

guardian: you know i can hear you two.

 

that voice is so soothing yet... very cold and ominice.

 

guardian: ah... magic man.

 

the guardian looks down... up... whatever. she points her head towards magic man.

 

mm: oh open your eyes already. my friend here is starting to go all googly for you.

 

>what? no im *cough cough cough cough*-

 

guardian: you should get that cough che-

 

>i get it, im sick!

 

guardian: magic man, why are you here in my relm?

 

mm: i think you know why honey. either you stop with the recurring dreams, or we gotta kill yah.

 

guardian: hahahahahah. those dreams arent my doing magic man. those are all your own.

 

mm: pffff... dont think of me as stupid, stupid. i aint like my buddy over here.~

 

>call me anything that resembles calling me dumb and see what happens.

 

guardian: why ARE you here anon.

 

>woah, you know my name?

 

guardian: i know of everyones name that sleeps.

 

creepy.

 

guardian: its not that creepy.

 

did she just read your mind?

 

guardian: you are dreaming right now, so yes.

 

well damn. just imagine all the bad stuff she has to listen to all the time.

 

guardian: you dont know the half of it.

 

>well *cough cough cough*, back to the question you asked me. this guy told me we had to kill some guardian over nightmares and he would take my sick away.

 

guardian: ah... okay then. well i guess he didnt tell you that i am the governor over ALL dreams did he?

 

>... no he did not.

 

you look over to the magic man.

 

mm: oh come on guy, im still gonna take your sick away if you help me kill her.

 

guardian: silence fool.

 

you look at her to see that her eyes are actually open now. damn they look scary. like she hasnt gotten any.... sleep.

 

>oh man...

 

guardian: yes... it is true... being the guardian over dreams is such the hustle... i get no rest myself. i havent slept for... well... ever.

 

>you need an assistant or something.

 

guardian: why havent i ever thought of that/

 

mm: oh for the love of glob, just kill her already anon.

 

*clonk*

 

mm: OWWWW!!!

 

>thats for clonking me on the *cough cough* head.

 

*clonk*

 

mm: OWOWOWOWOWOWWWW!!!

 

>thats for lying to me about who we were trying to kill and almost ruining sleep fro everyone else.

 

*clonk*

 

mm: OW, GEES!

 

that one is for calling me stupid every step of the way here.

 

*clonk*

 

mm: OUCH!!! GLOB, STOP THAT!

 

>...

 

mm: WHAT WAS THAT ONE EVEN FOR?

 

>oh, i just dont like you.

 

you clonk him one more time to knock him out... in dream land.

 

>well... tonight was quite a night if i do say so myself.

 

guardian: yes. you have done quite much just to get yourself to become better.

 

>yeah, i mean, i just wish i could get this stupid coughing and fever done with.

 

guardian: seems to me that you are.

 

>yeah i- what?

 

guardian: try to cough by yourself. i think you can tell the difference.

 

>... *caff caff* oh man.

 

guardian: yeah, some sleep usually cures sicknesses.... usually.

 

>well... thats cool. um... i guess i gotta go now and-

 

guardian: hold up there. you cant remember any of what has happened tonight.

 

>i cant? why?

 

guardian: people arent supposed to know i exist. so i have to wipe out all that you remember from this night... well... form when you started dreaming, up to now really.

 

but thats just-

 

guardian: sorry anonymous, but i have to do it. its the rules. goodbye.

 

but now i wont be able to remember that bubblegum likes m-

 

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*yaaaaaawn*

 

you get up from your rest. you are surrounded by doctors.

 

>um... hey.... whats up?

 

dp: oh, i just got all the data i needed, and you just made a full recovery.

 

>uh... what ever happened to the magic man?

 

you remember some dude coming out of nowhere and clonking you on the head.

 

dp: what?

 

>i... i guess it was just the fever... and i imagined it.

 

dp: well, you are free to go.

 

>sweet. what time is it?

 

ice cream: 11:30, you better hurry up anon or you will miss the rest of the festival.

 

oh snap.

 

you swooce out of there like if they were a spooky monster and you didnt get no scooby snacks to stay around for that.

 

as you continue to stride to the festival, you see your friends off to the distance.

 

>yo guys!

 

finn: anon? man, what are you doing here, your sick!

 

>not anymore. check it. no cough, no fever... nothing.

 

bonny puts her hand on your head to make sure you were telling the truth.

 

bubblegum: indeed you do not. well then, let the real fun begin!

 

>man, i cant wait to load up on milkshakes and take them all home and-

 

bubblegum: sorry anon, but your house is still being un-germified.

 

oh... oh yeah.... fuck.

 

bubblegum: dont worry, there are plenty of extra rooms in the castle. you are welcome to stay the night.

 

>well... i dont have any other choice really.

 

finn: well he could just come over to ou-

 

jake: what finn meant to say is that we are gonna be so bloated from all of this ice cream that we may just barf all over the floor and walls in the house. you dont wanna come over anon.

 

>um... okay...

 

man... something weird is going on... makes you feel like you are forgetting something...

 

oh well... milkshakes mofuggas!