Unholy things, give us that crown.
B-bwow!
Shwa-zaah!
Nova, that was amazing.
Aw, I just cast the spell you showed me.
Moon Demon King: Moon Demon King.
Too late, Casper.
I'm going to an undisclosed third location.
Thwarted again.
I could summon a sun-ship to give chase.
Hmm. I think we should check the launch pad
for clues about where he's headed.
Yeah, that sounds smart, too.
What do you think we should do?
"Fire once for Casper's idea. Fire twice for Nova's idea."
Ugh, every time we get close, the crown gets further away.
This book cheats.
"Simon," I know you're really into this story,
but if you're not enjoying yourself, you can just stop.
That's the great thing about books.
No.
Yoo-hoo!
Bloo-bloo-bloo.
Gimme that thingus, dingus.
You? Get outta here, Choose Goose.
Silly boy.
The geese are long gone. Now is the era of...
Pawn Swan.
Get outta here!
Goldang geese!
What's got into you?
We love Pawn Swan.
Look, I know this is hard to understand,
but I have to decode the secrets of this book.
I have to.
I have to stop the Scarab.
Crossovers.
Crud. Oh, no, he's hot.
He ruined our house. Aah!
Hey, man.
I'm sorry we put you in a bunch of jars,
uh, but we're back in our world now
so it's all good, right?
Ow!
All the worlds you've visited,
all the people you've infected.
Your little trip must have shown you the truth.
It would be better for everyone
if you were just gone.
'Scuse.
Get zapped.
My crystal.
Get eggy. Whoo!
Hand it over.
Za'Baby. Scarab, all I was doing
was playing games on my work PC,
and you put me in a flippin' egg?
Keep laying. Cluck, cluck!
Get out of my way.
Oh-ho-ho! Well, if it isn't
Mr. Entomb His Coworker
Because She Was Stealing Office Supplies.
Scarab, you dweeb.
This is for the egg.
Enough, you cosmic delinquents.
Hello. I'm Perry, the living island of insight,
may you direct me to the nearest ocean?
Or inland sea?
Terry.
We're in luck.
These rockets have a pre-programmed route
to the cosmic gate.
Oh, no, but the Moon Demon King is so far ahead,
we'll never catch up.
Up-up-up. Now that we have the destination,
I've figured out a shortcut.
Oh, Casper, I should have known.
Get up, Fi.
Ugh.
Crys-tal.
Oye. Huh?
Ants.
Hey.
Slick.
If I can't extract this place whole...
I'll rip it out piece by piece.
Tree.
Our post office.
That was our oldest building.
Back up, everybody. I've seen movies.
Ooh, I think I stretched too big.
Go, Cake!
Love you, Fi.
"The Cosmic Gate."
Well, this is it.
"Casper and Nova arrive at the cosmic gate.
On the other side lies the magic crown."
Yes.
But the gate's closing.
Uh...
Nova.
Wait.
We can't both make it.
But you can climb through, Casper.
Go. Aw, geez.
"Casper reaches into his cloak."
What do we do?
"Fire once, Nova will hold the gate open long enough
for Casper to grab the crown,
but she'll be crushed.
Or Casper drinks a potion
that'll give him the strength to force the gate,
but it will also cause him to forget Nova forever."
Forever?
Yeah, these options are real downers.
But, hey, the crown's right there.
Beth, I don't want either of those things to happen.
I like Nova.
There should be more choices.
Well, maybe there would be
if you hadn't picked Casper's options every time.
What? I did? Uh, that's...
That doesn't sound right.
There was the time I... Hmm.
If we had gone on Nova's tablet quest
or ordered the baos that Nova wanted from the food wizard,
it could have led down a completely different path.
But they were both after the same thing, the crown.
Weren't they?
I guess you're a kid. You don't get this stuff yet.
Nova was basically obsessed with Casper.
Wait. I thought...
I thought they were in love.
They were, but it wasn't exactly on equal footing.
I guess that's not Casper's fault per se.
No, but he could have been more thoughtful.
He could've noticed that she was sacrificing
over and over.
He could've...
Nyah! Get it off me!
Hey, Beth, I was a prisoner in my own head.
Roar!
Oh, my God. Cake's so cool.
Yeah, but I'm worried she's overextending herself.
Yay.
My breadbasket.
Oh, no, Cake.
Cake. Cake.
Ugh. Sorry, Fionna.
You did great.
You're in eight, right?
Oh, no, Ellis P. was in there.
What?
I'm not magic. I don't have a sword.
I can't do anything.
Hm.
Uh, you more of a butter-tart guy?
I'll stop him...
with music.
Your song about tumbleweeds?
No, a new, heartfelt song inspired by our love.
I think it's wor—
No.
Please.
I take it back.
I want this world!
Oh, Betty.
Is that what it was like?
I stood by and allowed you to sacrifice yourself for me.
Even though part of me should've known better.
Like that day at the bus stop.
Betty!
Petrikov.
I could've made the effort to support you,
the way you always supported me.
Maybe I never would have found the crown.
I, uh— I-I found your note.
Yeah?
Who knows what life would have been like.
You should be more careful with...
You know what?
The Enchiridion can wait.
Let's go check out some petroglyphs.
Really? You'd do that for me?
Oh, Petrikov.
But wait.
This isn't how it happened.
No, we made our choices.
We could've made better ones,
but I don't have any regrets.
You were a wonderful experience.
You were...
everything.
Where are you going?
Was that conversation all in my head?
I think...
I only offered to become Ice King
because I felt my life didn't matter.
But I'm really no less worthy of life
than Fionna or Cake.
Huh?
Simon. Fionna.
What happened? Are you okay?
I'm okay.
I accidentally got the ritual to work.
I'm with GOLBetty.
Hey, that's great. Did you talk?
Aah! Mostly I talked.
Listen, the Scarab is here...
Oh, no. Hang on.
I'll put on the crown.
Maybe you can fight better with magic.
Don't.
Don't change anything.
This is the world we want to fight for.
The Scarab is kinda invincible...
Fionna, let's go.
but we won't give up.
But, Fionna, what if—
If we die, we'll die together.
As ourselves.
It's not fair that your world is in my stupid head.
Hey, if it wasn't,
we wouldn't have met the Simon Petrikov.
Don't worry, Simon.
What happened to my bus? I gotta go.
Fionna—
I swear it was right here. Aah!
I didn't ask for this responsibility.
It's too much.
GOLBetty.
It's too mu—
Fionna-world?
Fionna's world.
Come on, Cake. Please get up.
Just give me five minutes.
I'm not sure we have five minutes.
Simon, please don't make it harder.
I have something for you.
Fionna.
What are you talking about?
Is that...? Yes.
Your world.
What do I do with— You'll do fine.
That's our world?
So now what?
Do we eat it?
Our universe was inside one dude for years and years.
But it wouldn't be right for us to have it, either.
Of course not.
Hmm.
Pbht!
I wish...
Que linda. Aah!
I don't totally understand what's happening.
Come to mama.
Thank you.
Whoa.
Uh...
Oh, no.
Uh...
One of these has to lead to Ooo.
Come on. Come on.
Ugh, gonna have to ice these knucks for a week.
Okay, let's see.
Is Fionna-world still there?
Wait, what?
They're legit now?
How did that happen?
Aah!
It's gonna hurt.
Oh, glob.
Huh?
Ha! You can't repo an authorized universe.
No. No. Come on.
This isn't possible.
Unless... this universe has been canonized.
Boss?
Okay, but— ugh, it's not fair.
I did everything right.
Yay! We won!
Come on, bring it in.
No, listen. Listen.
I— Boss, please.
Fine.
Hey, Mr. Scarab?
No hard feelings, okay?
No hard feelings?
I'm gonna tear down Prismo's precious sandcastle
with my bare hands!
Oh, crap. That guy's just not cool.
There's gotta be something I can do.
Hey, Scrabby, stop wrecking my town
just 'cause you got beef with Prismo.
If anything, you should be mad at us.
Ma'am.
Alright, baby. Yay, baby!
Hey. Some pink laser came to visit us all.
Said you needed back-up.
Aw, thanks, y'all.
Hey, friend.
Sorry I bailed on you before.
Never again.
Aah! Don't hurt me!
- Aah! - Aah!
Squirrel, throw the strawbs.
Oh. Right.
Huh? Eat 'em.
I meant like one or two.
Oh, my God!
Cake! What?
This is my top fantasy.
Lemme try this again.
Yaaa!
Blegh.
Hey, Cake, little help?
Time to get hammered!
Oh, yeah.
Ptwuh.
You think you've won something? Ha
You were living in this fake bubble
where nothing happens.
But now you get all the bad stuff, too.
Your world to screw up.
That just sounds like we're real to me.
Nyeh, nyeh.
Egg you.
Jay.
Heads up!
Guess what. I'm a copycat.
Aah!
It's over.
What do we do now?
Hmm.
Oh, I got you something to eat.
No more mice.
Mnh-mnh.
Eyyy.
Fionna. Would it be okay if we just stayed here?
Oh, angels, stay forever.
Ugh, yes. Thank you.
You have functioning toilets.
Yeah.
Yeah, we do.
All in all, I think Orbo let you off easy.
It probably helped that I put in a good word for you.
Maybe you can even grant a wish in a couple hundred years.
But you gotta pay your dues first.
Only people who never pay their dues say that.
Hey, Scarab, why don't you take five?
I'll show you how to use my character-creation program.
So I like to start with an overall theme.
How about true heroes?
No.
Put in "dark medieval mystery drama."
Wow, okay.
I'm feeling like this whole experience with Fionna and Cake
helped me realize that my life is worthwhile.
I'm worried I'll forget that.
This will be a cycle of learning and forgetting
and relearning and forgetting again.
Dog Tourist: This is juicy stuff.
Keep going.
I'm thinking of moving.
Ah, just a normal world.