Quest for Life Epilogue

There were jubilant celebrations upon their return to the Candy Kingdom. Over the course of the day they were each asked to recount their tale more times than they could count. They asked many questions, most of them concerning the Life Giver and asking what his world was like. They patiently answered their questions and retold the story as many times as was needed. The Beaverel attracted a great deal of interest and he seemed to like the attention he was getting from the Candy People.

As night fell a grand banquet was held in their honour, naming them the Heroes of Ooo. The food was plentiful and the strawberry mead flowed freely. Songs were sung, jokes were told and music was played. The Candy Kingdom had not had such reason to rejoice for a while as they did now. They gathered outside as fireworks were let off in the Square, earning gasps of wonder from the awed onlookers.

At last it was time to say goodnight. Finn and Jake left for the newly restored Treefort with BMO. Jake hadn’t realised until now just how much he had missed his own home and his own bed. They reached the Treefort and opened the door. Everything was exactly as it had been before the Life Taker had destroyed it. All the furniture was back in its rightful place. The photos of Finn, Jake, Lady and BMO were back on the mantelpiece and they raced upstairs to the upper levels, re-exploring every room and corridor. At last they flopped down on their beds, exhausted after their travels.

“It’s good to be home,” smiled Finn. He was wrapped up in his sleeping bag, looking drowsy.

“You said it,” replied BMO from his usual place on the coffee table, “Goodnight Finn, Jake.”

“Goodnight BMO,” said Jake, “Goodnight Finn.”

“Yeah, goodnight BMO, Jake.” Jake switched off the light and before long they were fast asleep.

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“Aaah, it’s good to be back in our own bed,” sighed Marceline, sinking down onto the mattress, her hair spreading out like a fan beneath her. Princess Bubblegum smiled.

“Agreed,” she replied, pulling a grey T-shirt over her head. It had a red no smoking symbol on the front. She sank down next to the Vampire Queen, nestling close to her as Marceline put her arms around her Princess. She giggled as Marceline kissed her neck lovingly.

“C’mon Mar-Mar,” she smiled, “I’m tired tonight. We’ve been through a lot so we should get some sleep.” Marceline smiled.

“Alright, Bon-Bon,” she murmured, yawning, “You’re right. I’m pretty tired too.” Princess Bubblegum nestled her head in under Marceline’s chin.

“I wonder what our wishes will be,” she said drowsily.

“Haha, what was that about you wanting to get some sleep?” asked Marceline. The Beaverel was curled up at the foot of the bed, ears twitching in his sleep as the two tired monarchs talked.

“Alright, alright,” whined Princess Bubblegum. Marceline smiled fondly, stroking her hair as the Princess drifted off to sleep. A moment later she too gave up the battle to stay awake and rested her chin on the Princess’ hair, snoring softly.