Aw, yes! The storm has passed!
Jake! Hoo!
Hoo. Jake.
Nachos. Nachos.
I love nachos. I love nachos even more while
looking out the window.
Hmm.
Does that box have a face on it? A face...
Got to make sure.
There's a box outside with a face on it!
It might be a box man. He's all soggy and dirty.
Want to check it out? Naw.
'Chos!
I'm gonna check it out. Yeah, whatever.
Hmm. Where'd your face go?
Whoa! Okay. Shh.
Are you lost, little cardboard dude?
Jake!
There seems to be a lost cat bumping around in a box!
Yeah, that's great. Get it out of here!
Getting no help from him, I guess.
Do you know where your home is?
Okay. I'll follow you.
Whoa. Is this your kingdom?
It's wonderful!
That must be your prince.
Huh?
A prince wouldn't steal from his
subjects.
Aww!
Switched? Of course!
You must be the real prince, and that thief took your place!
Is that right, little prince?
Don't worry, your majesty.
I'll help you reclaim your kingdom.
[MID-TEMPO MUSIC PLAYS, STOPS] Why do you hate cats, Jake?
Move your face. You're messing up the game.
Anyway, I don't want to talk about it.
It's personal. Cats know what they did.
Aah! Aah! Is Jake okay?
No!
I'm pretty dang far from okay! There's a little shard of
tortilla chip caught between my teeth.
First, we have to expose the traitor's deception.
Hmm. Aha.
That's a counterfeit crown, hewn from the liar's own boxflesh.
Hmm. It looks like your crown was
torn off by some — ah!
Your crown was lost, you say?
During the storm?
The same storm that sent you hurtling through the woods?
Until you were delivered unto my
doorstep?
Right. So it's definitely in the woods
somewhere. All we have to do is find your
crown to prove to the people that you're the real prince.
Mm. Um...
I'm gonna wait over by the gates, your highness.
Mm-nah, mm-nah, mm-nah. Get big and the chip will
fall out of your teeth. Ha!
You think I can stretch out of everything?
You're so naive. To live life, you need problems.
That's stupid! If you get everything
you want the minute you want it, what's the point of living?
Come on, dude. It's time for your vitamins.
Okay. So let's retrace your steps.
Do you remember which path you took?
Prince?
Whoa! You found it already!
Good work, team!
Ow! Quit that!
Come on. You're a prince.
Come, your majesty. It's time.
People of the box kingdom!
I have found... Your true prince!
J'accuse!
What? They — they don't believe us.
Mm. The rain lumped up your
complexion all hobo-like. They're not looking past the
surface grunk.
Hmm?
Oh, no.
He's challenging you to a joust! We better find you a Lance.
Did it come out?
You've forgotten the most important part, my
impatient little friend — a thorough rinsing.
Well?
Bleh. Nothing.
I need, like, a toothpick or something.
I told you to buy floss. Floss is for losers.
Oh, one of these will do nicely. You put cards in your mouth?
Just the edge, kid. And then I work it like a pro.
Now to find the card that best suits my devil-may-care
personality.
Trial by combat shall prove which prince is true!
This town's gone nuts!
Hey, bmo! Ta-da!
You did it, Jake!
Congratulations! How did you get that piece of
tortilla chip out of your teeth? Oh, I didn't.
It's still there. It'll be like a constant
reminder of what life's all about.
This is unsatisfying. Zip it!
Hyah!
Bad! Bad princes!
Which is which?
Aww! This is the one!
This is your prince!
Um... Or maybe this is the one!
Hmm.
Is this...
Is this even a kingdom?
Aww! Aww. Hey, hey!
Oh, you guys! Aww, cut it out!
[MEOWING, PURRING CONTINUES] Aww! Oh!
Ah!
What's wrong with you,
man? I ate all the candy in
your backpack, and now I'm sick. I didn't bring any
candy. Oh, no.
That explains why it didn't taste right.
Nothing tastes right today.
Like, I thought we were gonna get into some serious flavor
with these sand people, but they're just standing around
like garnish. That's how I feel, like
a dying parsley. So, what's going on with the
spoon? Marceline and the spoon.
Um... Nothing.
Wait, there she goes. Yo, wake up, sand dude.
I think they're dead.
A spoon. Yeah, yeah!
The spoon of prosperity! It doesn't look like
mu—
Oh, my gosh! That feels so much better —
hungry, even. Guys, let's go home.
We got to get this spoon to princess bubblegum
What's pb want with that spoon, anyway?
Beats me. Sometimes it's better
not to know. Yeah, I guess that's true
with bonnibel. Hey, guys.
Look what I found? Is that quicksand?
Yeah. Ugh!
Quicksand is pretty fun.
Quit messing around, Jake.
Okeydoke.
Hmm. Hey, is this whole place made
out of sand? Sure looks that way.
Uh... Give me a pull, please.
Stop! You guys are tickling me!
Let me try this other thing. Flesh drill!
I'm not sure that's a good idea.
Yaah! Rug burn!
Ow! Ow!
Aah! Whoo!
It worked! Jake drill worked, you guys.
Whoa! Check it out.
My piggies are free. You just demolished half the
underground city. Yeah, only half.
You also sealed our exit.
Our only exit. Ugh!
No regrets! I'm sorry.
This little piggy stayed home, and so should have I.
I know! I'll dig us out of here.
No! You'll bury us alive!
Undead!
Finn to pb. Come in, pb.
Oh, hi, finn. Princess, we're trapped
in the underground city. Yeah, yeah.
That sounds great. Huh?
No, we need help! That's great!
Grea— grea— great!
I guess we lost the signal. Any other bright ideas?
Snacks! How are snacks gonna get us
out of here? I want to eat snacks
because I am hungry. I'm hungry, too.
Bust the snacks, finn. Bust, bust, bust!
Hey, where are my red erasers?
They were in here. Uh-oh.
I thought they were candy. You... Ate all... My red?
Ooh. I'm sorry! Calm down, marceline.
There's got to be some red stuff in these ruins.
I'll go explore. You guys hang out here and save
your energy. Thanks, finn.
Be cool. So... How hungry are
you?
Aah! I'm sorry! Please don't eat my blood!
Jake, I don't want to hurt you,
but you should know things get crazy when I'm hungry.
Like, how crazy? I'm gonna go into feral mode.
Oh, it's not gonna be pretty.
I know. Let's tie me up. That way you won't be scared.
And that will keep you from draining my bloods?
Not physically, no, but as a prop, I think it'll be good for
both of us. You know, psychologically.
Hurry, finn.
Red, red, red. I guess even a vampire queen's
face would melt off if she tried to eat lava.
Get me a bucket of lava, Jake.
Yo, you know better than that.
Do it. Don't go crazy, okay?
I'm freaking hungry. [GULPS, WHIMPERS]
Why did you leave me here, dude?
Okay. Here we go. Yeah, look at that!
Something crazy red behind this door.
Hmm. Why are y'all holding this door
shut? You don't look like sand peeps,
neither. More like wise menzards.
Oh, well. Got to feed the Marcy monster.
Scuse me! Uh! Sorry! Okay.
Uh... Hyah!
Whoa! [COUGHS, SPITS]
Oh, dag. Cool.
What the heck happened here? Whoop.
Ew. Oops. Y'alls got turned into sand
people. Don't go in the light.
Go like this, around it. Next time, you guys.
Hmm. Whatever's down there has got to
have red blasting out of every hole.
Hey, you're not still alive, right?
Okay. I was just making sure.
Bet that guy was a creep. This hole is deep.
Oh, my glob. Oh, my glob.
Where are you, man? Marcy's wigging out.
Jake. What?
I can smell your insides, Jake.
They smell...
Red!
Aah! Yeah, let me see in there.
Aah! Oh, yeah.
Aah! Maybe I should go back.
Well, I've already gone this far.
Shebang. That ought to be enough red to
un— oops.
Paris? Is that you?
You mean the guy with the big thing on his head?
Yes! Have you returned to complete
the plan? Nah.
Paris is, like, super-dead. What? No! How long?
Dude, like, a really long time.
Like 500 years. 500... Ah, chub!
I must have zoned out. What the heck were you
two doing? Once we turned the city to
sand, we were gonna reanimate their bodies and conquer my
homeland at the center of the planet.
Mm. That's dumb. Time to go back home a true
loser. Can I have this big
old Ruby then? That's an emerald.
Clearly it's a big old Ruby.
I don't know what to tell you, man.
I would like the Ruby. It's yours, buddy.
Hmph! Huh!
Ah, I'm outies. Peace.
Whoops. Okay.
All done now. Nice and snug, right?
Jake. What?
I won't be able to — to control myself much longer.
I can feel the feeding frenzy coming on.
I just want to let you know I'm sorry.
You're sick!
Yeah. Come on, Jake.
Think.
It's no good! I need brain food. Oh, dang. I ate everything.
Ohh! I'm so hungry! Baby's gonna starve to death!
Unless... What?
Mmm.
What are you doing?
I'm cooking up a crazy vampire.
That should heat up nice. Sand will keep the meat moist.
You're gonna eat me? You's gonna eat me!
Yes, I am.
Cook, baby, cook!
Finn!
The trick is rolling it.
Phew! Check out this Ruby I got.
That's an emerald, dude.
You too now? Emeralds are green, boy.
This thing is green. Why is everybody
messing with me? It's like a dark-grayish-red,
mostly gray. Sometimes red things are gray!
You're a little color-blind.
And there's nothing to be ashamed of.
Oh. Whoops.
I'm sorry you had to push that thing so far.
Uh, what's going on with Marcy?
She was trying to eat my insides, so I'm cooking her.
I know that sounds crazy, but I had no choice.
I'm operating on my lowest survival brain function right
now. What?
Aah! Chill, man!
No, we got to book! Go!
Go where, Jake?
I got to suck our your insides first, right?
Ah, nay-nay, bro! Time to eat.
Huh?
What the... Bubblegum?
Hey, guys. I saw my seismograph had gone
off the charts, so I figured you might be in trouble, right?
Yeah, but watch out for marceline.
She's gone rabid. What?
Marceline's gonna rap for me? Aah!
Woof.
Thanks, Bonnie. That's enough low-grade red to
get me home, at least. Come on, guys. Let's go.
Are you all right, pb? Did you get the
spoon of prosperity? Yeah. Here you go.
Whoa! Peeps will never
starve in my eternal empire. Sand worm, up!