Keep him quiet!
You keep quiet!
The Snowman!
If you think about it, it's the perfect solution.
As Ice King, I'll be powerful enough
to fend off this scarab person who's after us.
I'll be immortal, so your universe will last forever
instead of dying with me.
And finally, I'll be magic again,
ergo magic will be restored to your world,
just like you want.
Hmm. Sounds great!
No downsides!
Question, though. Yes?
How do we get back inside your head
after Fionna-world is cool again?
I'll just re-create the same ritual
that brought you here on accident, on purpose!
But first, we need to find another magic crown
somewhere in the multiverse.
Multiverse means multi-crowns to nab.
It'll be easy as hunting down a mouse...
in a, uh, uh, a big ol'...
pile of mice!
We should start by searching this world...
wherever we are.
Let's get lookin'!
Uh... oh.
Fionna?
Yes! Finally.
Should you be messing with that?
We need to know what we're dealing with here.
Should you be messing with that?
Hey. Was I out long?
Oh, you're up!
I got you something to eat.
Huh? Wuh!
Waaahh!
Blech!
You love it. You love this.
Let's find the nearest library.
It could give us clues on where to begin looking for the crown.
To the library!
Ha! Fionna's a turbonerd!
Wait, no! I take it back!
Ugh.
Huh...
Okay, this is really starting to smell.
Hold this for me?
Any excuse to be more naked.
Don't make it weird.
No, I respect it!
Looks like we're going the right way.
Oh! Sweet!
Road loot!
Oh!
Ooh.
Whoa!
A real Vespucci!
I could never afford one of these back home.
That's ugly. I want it!
You both look kind of conspicuous.
We should keep a low profile until we know what's what.
Relax, dude.
I've played a lot of post-apocalyptic RPGs.
The more loot, the better.
Let's keep moving.
Lighten up, man.
If the bug guy hasn't caught us by now, maybe he gave up!
Something funny?
Nothing, nothing.
It's just, good luck working the TV wall
without the remote. Ha ha ha!
Tires! Tires!
They're round, they're rubber! Get 'em here!
I feel right at home!
You're the one who's conspicuous here.
Yeah, man, you stick out like a sore thumb!
The cat talked! It must be magic!
Ha, everybody knows there's been no magic
since the days of the Snowman.
- Aah! - Cake!
Act like a normal cat!
Fine.
Meow meow. Is this what you want?
Hey, a library!
Oh, thank goodness!
Listen up, rabble!
We're 'bout to get this funeral started.
So shut up and pay respects!
Introducing...
the savior of the wastelands and defeater of the Snowman,
Bi-I-I-I-I-I-I-g Destiny!
Today, sadness is not allowed.
Today we party for the dead body of Popcorn!
Whooo!
Old Man Popcorn finally croak?
Popcorn was a bomb warlord,
the last of his tribe!
He died doing what he loved—
trying to ride alligator like horse!
Popcorn seemed cool.
Enjoy the sky arena!
Fight big ghosts and win, Popcorn!
Popcorn! Popcorn!
Popco-o-o-o-rn!
Funeral over!
All Popcorn gang territory goes to Destiny gang.
Uhhh, everyone here knows
Popcorn signed a treaty on his deathbed
making all the territory from the creek
to the end of the great ditch
the domain of the Reindeer Boys.
Anybody else?
Destiny gang rules!
That's how you do it, my little Destiny.
No speeches, just strong punching!
Like I said, low profile.
Boring! Look...
It's like I said.
You gotta punch and push your way around
to get what you want.
Hey, you! Ohh!
What do you know about the magic crown?
Uhh!
Hey, you!
Aah!
What do you know about a magic crown?
Please! I'm just a sweet butcher!
Grrrr!
I have the magic crown you seek.
But the price I ask is very steep!
Okay, weird man. Name your price.
The crown is but the rarest of treasure.
Present your wares and I'll take their measure.
Uh, we should really verify it's the crown before we—
Nah, nah, nah.
Oh, that's my phone.
Hmm...
A futuristic device?
I think that's pretty nice!
Well... it's no good to me here anyway.
It's got the worm game!
Deal.
Here, m'dear!
Is this the magic crown?
No, that's trash.
Give it back!
No returns, fair is fair.
You got burned and I don't care.
You crook!
Uhh...
Whoo, Cake!
We gotta get out of here!
Whoa!
Magic fist!
Cake, you're too reckless!
Ah, nobody saw that.
Magic cat!
Ohh, I'ma eat that cat.
Then when I get magic fist,
Daddy will have to make me gang leader!
Trauma Jon...
Fionna!
Nobody eats Cake!
Heh heh.
Uhh!
Stupid bunny.
I'd cut your nose off,
but it looks like somebody beat me to it.
Or maybe I'll take an ear instead.
Huh?
How about your nose, bully-boy?
No!
Back off.
Little Destiny...
You're a long way from home, Jay.
Destiny gang gonna kick your— Remember your place.
Ugh!
I'ma gonna get so big!
Then I'ma get you, too, L.D.!
Now, what do I do with—
Stay!
Don't come here again, get it?
Go!
Wake... up! Huh?
I'ma eat that ca-a-a-t!
Who are you? Shh. Not here.
When I heard you talking about the crown,
I could tell you're new here.
Locals don't like talking about magic.
Do you?
Hard not to.
My dad was the one who found the crown.
What?
Jay... I have to meet your dad.
Ha, where do you think we're going?
Did you hear that, Fionna?
He must be this world's version of me.
Watch your step.
Dad!
Dang, apocalypse Simon is rugged.
No, that's Finn.
Apocalypse you!
You brought outsiders.
Don't be mad.
I know I'm not supposed to bring anyone home, but...
they were in trouble.
This is Fionna and Simon,
and this is Cake.
Hello, handsome.
Magic cat.
I don't truck with magic, you know that.
Aw, she's okay, Pop!
Peanut was gonna eat her!
He swore he would!
I don't like you mixing it up with the Destiny gang.
It's not our way.
Yes, Dad.
Math.
Y'all can stay here tonight.
Kids, set the table for three more.
Yes, Daddy.
You too, Bonnie.
But I'm scratching Jake!
No buts.
Fine.
Don't dither in the doorway.
Sit down.
Scootch.
Dad, there's a cat at the table.
The cat is also a guest.
Oh. Hi, cat.
Hey, cutie. It can talk!
That's why they got chased by the Destiny gang.
Whoa, really? That's so cool.
Poor kitty.
What do we do if the destiny gang comes here?
I'll slay them... if I have to.
Ohh, I can't wait till I'm old enough
to kill some jerks.
Who wants soup?
Definitely Prismo.
You there...
have you seen a group of travelers recently?
Strange ones.
I might feel smarter
if you had something to barter.
I offer you your unmurdered life.
Aaaaahh!
Man, cat, and woman followed Jay Mertens west.
I hope that answers your request.
This soup's got such a deep flavor.
It's been simmering for years.
It's the soup mom was cooking the day she died.
We just keep adding to it.
Like a veritable "soup of Theseus."
No. My mom made it.
No, see, because it's a reference
to the famous thought experiment
by British philosopher Thomas Hobbes...
Don't tell anyone about this, 'kay, dog?
Only with soup parts instead of ship planks...
Dude, what are you talking about?
Cake? Yes?
Can all kitties talk where you're from?
No, but maybe they will once we find that magic crown
and plop it on Simon.
Wow!
You're looking for a magic crown?
That's actually why we're here.
Jay tells us that you know something of its past and—
You're a damn fool!
Not cool, farm boy.
You can sleep out in the hayloft.
Be gone at first light.
Now you two should kiss.
Ooh!
Shh. My dad has ears like a bat.
Fionna.
Wh— I'm up.
I remembered something important.
Dad doesn't speak of the crown,
but one time he drank cider that had gone hard
and he let slip where he found it.
Oh!
A big crater a few miles from here.
Come on. I was heading to the crater anyway.
Can I come? Bonnie!
Pleeeeeeease?
Good evening. Mr. Mertens, is it?
Apologies for calling so late,
but I'm looking for some friends of mine.
Perhaps you've seen them?
An old man and a girl with a cat.
Nobody's here but me and my kids.
Oh, I love children.
Such a blessing.
Well, I'd best continue my search then.
Yeah, you'd best.
You have to bounce.
Phbt! Daddy!
Jay took the magic kitty to the destiny crater
and said I couldn't come!
Then he stuffed me in the hay
when I said I'd tattle.
Get back in the house.
Wake your siblings. Barricade the doors.
Hup.
Oof!
This is the spot.
Be quiet when you dig around for the crown, okay?
I don't even know where to begin.
Hey, Simon, what does it smell like?
I can sniff it out with my cat senses.
Huh.
I guess I kinda associate it with the smell
of freshly cut grass?
Grass, grass, grass.
Work that thang!
Hey, I think I got something!
You guys go check it out.
Imma go keep a lookout.
Under here.
Good kitty!
That's not fair!
Looks like the crown was annihilated
by some very powerful magic...
or something even worse.
Aw, man.
We'll have to try another universe.
Give it here! Let's think about this!
What's there to think about?
There's squat for us here.
Crap, it's that evil mullet kid!
Jay! Behind you!
Run, kid!
Whaaaaaaa— What?
It's cool. She's with me.
Oh, I love a forbidden romance.
I wanna hear how these two lovebugs got together.
Tell us everything.
Well...
A couple months back, after Dad spilled the beans,
I came here to see if I could find other cool stuff.
Mathematical!
Little Destiny: Hey, loser!
This dirty hole is Destiny gang territory!
Anything you find here is ours!
I found the most beautiful jewel here tonight.
But I also found this old thing.
I'll let you go this time...
but come back again and I gut you.
And we've been secretly together ever since.
Enemies to lovers— my favorite.
Little Destiny!
Uh-oh. A twist!
You feel cold again.
I've been searching for cures in the old library,
but I've had no luck so far.
Help her, Simon, you're a doctor!
I'm an antiquarian, damn it.
You should really tell your dad!
No. Being weak is not an option.
That's right, my traitorous daughter!
Weakness is worse than coughing death!
See? I told you.
She's been doing mouth high fives
with our enemies!
Here's your reward!
Uhh! Aaah!
Father of the year!
Knife you!
Whaa— Aah!
Eat paw!
Aah!
No!
You got Big D'd.
Little Destiny: Jay!
Fionna, where's the remote?
Backpack.
Dad, let go!
Bro! What's this trash?
Jay gave it to me! We're in love!
Ha! Love is weak.
But jewels are hot.
That's a piece of the magic crown!
It's infused with ice magic!
That's what's been making you sick!
Oh, no.
Of course!
"Love-romance" was just a play
by this fart baby to take you down.
If we get that jewel, I can use it to reprogram
the remote to track magic crowns.
Jay wouldn't do that.
Daughter... prove that you're bigtime.
Huh?
Let them go.
Dad, no!
If you really believe I would hurt you—
ugh— then do it, Little Destiny!
Finish what you started
on the most beautiful night of my life!
I got it!
Big Destiny: Waste this loser...
with ruthless stabbing.
Aah!
Huh?
One jewel. Good job, Cake!
Pardon my late arrival.
I stopped to pick some wild fennel.
Mother crud.
Uh, you got this, bro!
Jay, get Little Destiny out of here.
Aw, that was very sweet.
Aaah!
Hit the button!