"Adventure Time,

Come one, grab your friends;

We'll go to very distant lands!

With Jake the Dog

And Finn the Human

The fun will never end

It's Adventure Time!"

bright yellow sun rose over the Land of Ooo as Jake the Dog and Finn the Human sprinted across the verdant hills, chasing a massive ogre with Raggedy Princess slung over its shoulder.

"Save me, Finn and Jake!" She cried, in every way the archetypical damsel in distress.

"Don't worry princess, we got you!" Finn shouted, taking a millisecond to ponder how much deeper his voice had gotten in the past few years before springing into action. He drew his sword from his pack and leapt on to the ogre's back; the creature roared and swatted at the wiry young man, only to have a sword thrust through its hand for the trouble. As it yowled, clutching its injured appendage, Jake shot forward and wrapped his stretchy magical body around its legs; it growled and tumbled to the ground while Finn swooped past and grabbed Raggedy Princess from it's clutches and landing neatly on his feet.

"Hey, be more careful from now on, eh, Princess?" Finn said, gently depositing her on the ground.

"Y-yes, well you know me, Finn; unlucky Raggedy!" She mumbled, blushing furiously. "Thank you!" ON that, she dashed off, leaving Finn slightly confused. He turned and began strolling in his own direction.

"Hey, Jake?" Finn spoke up after a subdued silence, kicking along the dirt path they had found themselves on.

"Yeah, bro?" Jake replied, sensing an important topic upcoming.

"Why are Princesses always so blush-y and stutter-y when they talk to me?" he asked, concern clear on his face. "Are they scared of me or something?"

"Nah, man, it's 'cuz they think you're hot." Jake chuckled, elbowing his bro and moving his eyebrows suggestively.

"Psh, nahh…" was Finn's flustered response as he lightly cuffed Jake away. He ran his fingers through his shaggy blond tresses and looked pensively into the trees. As he walked along, a glint among the branches caught his eye. Wordlessly, he swerved off the path into the thicket and with a familiarity born of long years of teamwork, Jake followed suit. After a few moments of traversing the tricky undergrowth, Finn found the object that had piqued his interest; A big, cream-colored acoustic guitar. Finn picked it up and tentatively plucked a few strings; they rang forth in a mellow tone. A small smile began to play across Finn's lips as he continued to pluck, the open strings vibrating in the morning light. The smile soon broke into a big, honest grin that lit up the little patch of trees.

I know just who can help me play this."