"Gah!" I yelled and sat up in my bed, my sleeping bag falling off my shoulders.

"Ugh why are you yelling so early?" my brother groaned, rolling over in his bed.

"I…I dunno," I looked around. Everything looked normal in the tree house. Early morning light was pouring in through the windows. "I think I had a bad dream but I…ugh." I gripped my head between my hands. I couldn't remember anything about my dream. I could barely even remember going to sleep the night before.

"Hey Jake," I called to my brother.

"Finn, I told you," he whined as he pulled a blanket over his head. "Too early."

I pulled myself out of the sleeping bag. "No, Jake, really," I said. "What did we do yesterday? I…I can't remember."

"Finn," he drew out my name the way he did when he was annoyed. "You hung out with Flame Princess, and then we fought an ogre, and then had a pie from Tree Trunks, and then came home and went to sleep."

"Oh…oh yeah," I mumbled. The day was slowly coming back to me. I remembered seeing Flame Princess- I blushed at the thought of her- and the fighting, and the pie…but after that it's all a blur. I don't remember coming home. "Maybe TT put too much sugar in her pie and it donked me out," I mumbled.

"Yeah, whatever man," Jake sighed.

Awake now, I pulled off my pajamas and put on my regular clothes. I paused, pulling off my hat, and looked into the mirror. My hair had grown back a lot since I first cut it all off and gave it to that tree witch. It was about down to my shoulders now, and it was way messy. I tried my best to smooth it down with my hands, but that only made it look worse. I wanted to see Flame Princess again, and it got way hot around her with my hat on…but I can't let her see my hair all bunked up like this either!

"Argh!" someone cried from outside.

"Huh?" I looked up. I looked over at Jake, who was still asleep.

"Ahh," the voice hissed.

I peaked my head outside a window to see Marceline crouched on the roof, hidden in a shadow. Except, her leg, which was exposed to the sun.

"Marcy!" I called. "Get in here, you'll get hurt!"

"Ugh…Finn?" she looked up at me with tired eyes. "Could you just like…toss me an umbrella or something?"

I ducked back inside and scrambled around the room. "I know I have one somewhere- ah!" I pulled out an umbrella from under my bed and ran back to the window. "Here!" I held it out to her.

"Thanks," she growled as she opened it. Slowly, with the umbrella protecting her, she floated in through the window. "Ah, my leg…" Marceline plopped down onto the floor and investigated her wound.

An area on her ankle was red and blistered. I winced at the sight and turned away. "You gonna be okay?" I asked. I rubbed the side of my head, remembering that my messy hair was exposed.

"Y-yeah, it's whatever," she attempted to laugh, trying to seem tough. "I've been through worse." She looked up at me and grinned. "What happened to you?"

"Uh," my face flushed and I turned away, running my hands through my hair again. "What were you doing on our house anyway?"

"You mean my house?" Marceline grinned as she floated over to me.

"Marcy, you gave it to us, remember?" I accused, still embarrassed about my hair. "L-listen, could you help me? I wanna see Flame Princess today and it's too hot around her with my hat on, but-"

"Mhmm, too hot, I see," she nodded with a sarcastic grin on her face.

"N-no, not like that!" my face flushed red again. "I just…ugh. Could you fix this for me?" I pointed up to my messy hair.

"Hah, sure thing human boy," she snorted.

She floated behind me and messed her hands in my hair. I tried not to wince as she tugged and pulled at it- although I'm sure she pulled out some of my hair on purpose. I tried to stand as still as possible.

"Hmm…," she hummed close to my ear, causing me to shiver. I glanced down to see her face right near my neck, a sly grin spread across her face.

"M-Marcy?" I stuttered.

"Oh, you're finished, Finn," she whispered. She flew around me and picked up the umbrella. "I'll see ya around." She flew out the window and out of sight.

"That was…weird," I mumbled as I walked over to the mirror. I had to say though, my hair did look great. Marceline was probably just messing with me like she always does.

"Hey Jake," I shook my brother as he still laid in his bed.

"Finn, stop," he grumbled.

"I'm going to see Flame Princess, I'll see you later," I said in a hushed tone.

"Remember we've gotta go to Bubblegum's tea party thingy later," he mumbled.

Oh, right. "Well FP and I will meet you there, okay?"

"Heh, I dunno how PB will like that, but alright," Jake grinned, his eyes still closed.

"It'll be fine," I rubbed Jake's head and turned away. "Flame Princess and I are together now, and PB will just have to deal with it."