This choice: Finn is successful and escapes • Go Back...Chapter #5Finn is successful and escapes by: Sojaxx   "Ooooh, someone's feeling handsy," the vampire teased. It's been ages since the so called hero was this lively. He ignored her for the most part and kept looking. His hands delve between her fat folds with ease but end up coated in grease and sweat. He does grab hold of something but its too mushy to be a key. He didn't want to imagine what it could possibly be so he pulled it out and tossed it aside. He reached back in and repeated the process and kept his breathing steady. All the while Marceline cackled and giggled from having her rolls explored and felt up.
Her laughter made her belly wobble, smearing her perspiration all over Finn's face. It's torture but in the end it actually helps Finn. The more her belly wobbled, the more he heard the faint clinking of the keys. What happened next Finn nearly made him puke. He slammed his face up against her paunch and shook his head making her stomach shake. "Oh my glob, are you motorboating me? That's almost adorable. I knew you'd love my gut one way or another." He wasn't proud of this maneuver, it did work. He could hear the keys jingle. He blindly stuck his hand back in and felt around what he assumed was her belly button. Judging by her coos it was. As his vision started to blur, he felt something rusty and metallic. He pulled it out swiftly and itnwas the key!
"Yow! What the fuck!?" The key had scraped against Marceline's flab when he yanked it out and for a moment she thought the pest had a weapon on him. She raised herself off to get a look but when she did, Finn kicked her gut and slid out from under her. He weakly stood up and waved the keys in front of her.
"Alright, game time is over!" Finn roared. He was not going to sit back and become Marceline's love toy. This didn't sit well with the vampire as she growled and lunged at him. Now the tables have turned, and she was on the offensive and Finn was on the defensive. While she may be more durable, Finn was faster and more agile. Like a matador he dodged his charging assailant and she slammed into the wall. Finn gave her a smack on the patoot and ran to the stairs. He fumbled with the keys and had to test them all out before he found the right one. Marceline recovered and snarled at her prisoner.
"You think you can just get away with this "hero"? You won't last a second out there!"
Finn found the right key and turned the knob. He flung the door open and dashed out just as Marceline took flight. He ran through her cluttered home stomping through empty containers and forgotten leftovers careful not to trip over anything. All the while Marceline could be heard bellowing a beastly roar/belch. He saw his backpack over by her uncomfortable couch and grabbed it as he entered the living room. He didn't bother with the front door, since it could also be locked, and instead jumped through the window.
He landed out on her front porch, and winced getting cut from the jump but managed to continue. Without looking back he sprinted to the mouth of the cave, speaking of mouths, he could practically smell Marceline's ghastly breath behind him. With all of his might, Finn persevered and went as fast as he legs could go and made it outside.
He collapsed out in the open field and heard Marceline hiss from the cave entrance. The sun was still out and without her sun hat or any protection, she couldn't follow without being burned. He gasped for fresh air and looked back at his scowling former friend as she stared daggers at him. "Not bad, butt slut. I guess you earned your freedom for now. But once night falls, I'm coming to kick your ass and shove it my own."
She ripped a long, bassy toot to emphasize her point and floated back to her lair. Once Finn caught his breath, he tried to figure out what to do next. Marceline mentioned that he caused all this somehow and turned everyone into slobs. He didn't buy that for a second and wanted to prove his innocence. He considered heading back home and finding Jake so they could work out a plan but if Marceline was telling the truth, someone could be waiting there to abuse him.
If anyone could solve this epidemic, it would be Princess Bubblegum. Surely she would be working on a cure to fix all this. The princess couldn't possibly resist studying this and would certainly want to research itpurely out of curiosity. But again, if she hated him just like everyone else then he could be walking into a trap. Going with his gut, Finn made a decision.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
| Members who added to this interactive story also contributed to these: |
<<-- Previous · Outline  · Recent Additions © Copyright 2025 Sojaxx (UN: krustyfan at Writing.Com). All rights reserved.
Mr_Riddles has granted Writing.Com, its affiliates and syndicates non-exclusive rights to display this work within this interactive story. Poster accepts all responsibility, legal and otherwise, for the content uploaded, submitted to and posted on Writing.Com. |
View Portfolio
Visit Notebook
Send Gift Points
Awards
Badges
Send Email
Community Newsfeed
General Discussion
Sponsored Items
Book of Trinkets
Static Items
Books
Groups
Interactive Stories
Audio
Campfire Creatives
Community Notes
Crossword Puzzles
Documents
Folders
Images
In & Outs
Madlibs
Photo Albums
Polls
Product Reviews
Quizzes
Survey Forms
Web Pages
Word Searches
More by this author