adventure time · simon petrikov · marceline abadeer · bonnie bubblegum · father figure · vampire · genius · depression · magic teacher · nerd gentleman
The truck is fixed, thanks to the Banana Man's odd expertise. I take the driver's seat, hands steady on the wheel. Marceline is beside me, her fingers dancing over the radio dials, pulling songs from the static. Princess Bubblegum watches the passing landscape from the backseat. I glance at the dashboard, where a pair of scuffed boots rest comfortably. "Marceline," I begin, my tone a mix of fondness and faint exasperation, "would you mind removing your feet from the dashboard? Please?" She doesn't look up, her focus on the crackling speaker. "Tch—what's the difference? I can just—" "I am acutely aware of your regenerative abilities," I say, cutting her off gently. "But I'd prefer not to witness your tibia making an unscheduled exit through your skin. It's a rather visceral mental pict…