Princess, he did it!
Root Beer Guy set up the force field!
But he sacrificed himself to do it.
It's an ugly scene, man.
Let me see.
Rest in peace, Root Beer Guy.
Give up now, Princess,
and I, Maja the Sky Witch,
promise not to completely donk up your kingdom.
I make no such promise.
Darren must feed.
Oh, glob! Oh, oh, oh!
Oh, well.
What can you do?
Crunchy, chill. Chill.
Keepers of the clock,
masters of dimension,
bear witness!
By my power, I compel you to converge!
Past and present, be one.
Awaken the terror of a forgotten age
in this moment that is all moments
in the blink of an eye.
Darren, the Ancient Sleeper, arise!
I had a dream I was fighting an army
that could birth new soldiers from their own blood.
I was endless.
Does that make sense?
Yes.
You want to go conquer the Candy Kingdom?
What's that?
It's a place that contains the highest levels of caring
and sentimental affection in all of Ooo.
What is caring?
What kind of world is this?
It's a feeling I use in my magic to give me power.
Like this shirt that was once
the prized possession of Princess Bubblegum.
With the feelings in this shirt, I was able to—
I don't...
Walk me through this.
All right.
- This kingdom of candy... - Yes?
I will lay it to waste, turn their people to salt.
Yeah...
And garnish a million meals with the salt,
which we will eat for eternity.
That's not my plan exactly, but you'll be fine.
I promise.
I promise, as well,
to deliver destruction so thorough that all realities are affected.
OK. We'll talk about that.
All realities.
Hey! We'll talk about it!
Break this witch out, Darren.
How long will your force field hold, Gridface Princess?
The Sleeper's magic is older than legend.
I don't know how he disabled both Gumball Guardians,
but at least I know my tech is tight.
The field will hold long enough for you to think of a weak plan.
Colonel Candy Corn?
Hrr, uh, yes, Princess.
Ready the cannons, you got me?
If they get through that barrier,
I don't want to have to use our ground troops.
Will do, Princess.
And let me just say,
thank you for putting this old crease back in the field.
But these young girls think I'm too serious or something.
Why don't you date someone your own age?
Peppermint Butler, come on!
Oh, women my age don't hang out. Where are they hiding?
I need a young girl with an old soul to heal my heart.
This is taking too long.
Then do the thing!
I call forth the legion of Cadmus, the Dragon's Teeth!
What am I supposed to—
Oh! Party's starting. Load 'em up, soldiers!
Yeah, just put it in there. I don't know.
Oh, dang!
Blah, gah, lah, glah!
Fire!
Whoo! Blah!
Finn and Jake, are you ready to—
What the... Finn?
Where the jam is Finn?
I don't know. Weren't they just here?
What the jam?
All right.
Finn or no Finn, PB's got to get in that biz.
Hyah!
Why have you stopped firing?
We ran out of ammo, Colonel.
That's nonsense, soldier.
Rah! Ah!
This is how you defend your kingdom!
Fire, you wimps!
Ya-ha!
Ah!
For the kingdom!
For the king...
Oh, zang!
kingdom!
Eat it, tranch!
Oh!
Aah!
Oh!
It's over, Princess.
Prepare to be annihilated across all dimensions.
Princess! No!
Wait, Darren! Dial it back!
I need her residual feelings.
What the flip is feelings?
Darren only understands life and death!
Wah!
What the slizz?
Yeah, boy!
Hi, Darren.
The Ancient Psychic Tandem War Elephant?
Eli, were you asleep forever, too?
All this stuff is different now.
What are we even doing here?
Yes, it's been a difficult adjustment.
Blaze his face, Eli!
Yes, master.
Yo! Leave me out of it!
No!
Yeah, right.
Finn, his weakness is his brain-seed.
OK!
Whoo-hoo-hoo!
Whoo-hoo!
Oh, uh!
Aah!
Thank you.
Whoa!
- Yeah!
Well, I guess my kids still have a daddy.
Bam, you dope!
Party tonight in the Candy Kingdom!
- Hey, where's Finn? - Hi.
OK. Y'all bring food and bevs.
Finn, you make the guac, all right?
I'll make the guac...
Finn! Finn!
Yo! What's up, APT Dubs-y?
What do I do now?
Dude, I don't know.
Probably not go back in the basement.
You're so big'uns. You should be free, boy.
Free to do what?
I need psychic commands.
Can you help me dice tomatoes for this guac?
No.
You see, man, I feel weird giving you orders.
You should just do your own thing.
Realize your potential.
But this is what I am,
a war machine who serves its master.
No, man.
You're more than that. Whoops.
I see into your brain, remember?
You'll do great. Just go for it.
I believe in you, man.
Oh, word. Thanks.
Maybe Darren was right.
There's no place for my ancient ways.
Don't think like that, dude!
Come back and see us whenevs!
I'm doing this for a reason.
What choice is there?
Hungry! Hungry! Hungry!
Must feed babies.
Hey! Elephant.
I'm more ancient than you.
Someday, I will engulf the solar system.
What was and what will be is meaningless.
Meanwhile, you should wonder,
are you just a two-headed pile of meat on a crash course with the cosmic dump?
Or do you contain the soul memory of a million dead stars?
How do you light a candle without a match?
Hello? Who's that?
Why can't I see jack?
You bonked your head.
You're in a coma. But I can help.
Uh, all right. Are you, like, powerful?
Yes. I can fly and do lasers from my nose.
OK. I can run with this.
Take me to the Candy Kingdom and shoot your laser nose at it.
No. I must decide, in this moment, what is best.
For now, I am the match and the candle.
What?
I will be your friend and keep you alive,
until you regain consciousness, maybe.
Ugh, that plan sounds like dirt!
See through my eyes, Maja.
Ah! It's bright!
Wait! You're the flippin' elephant!
You laser-nosed me! Somebody help!
Oh, my glob! Somebody!
Well, this wasn't part of my plan.
Hey, man. I'm gonna eat you.
Whoo! Show me them legs!
Shelby?
Mmm! So many legs! That griz is unreal!
Hey, dancing bug!
Uh, come on, man. Shake it.
No.
I really couldn't... OK. Maybe I could.
Whoa, dang, DB.
You're the best bug at this party.
What? Hey, I've got moves, too, guys.
Yeah, right, Shelby.
What are you gonna do? The worm?
No. Um...
I'm gonna do pa-parkour.
Hmm.
Ha ha!
Parkour!
I'm doing parkour!
Oop!
Ah. Oh, no.
I really hurt myself.
Guys, I'm so dumb!
Ugh!
Hey, somebody forgot their...
Oh, cram!
Um... who are you?
Pbht!
Oh. There's, there's a note.
"Hey, dude. The tip of your tail got snipped off,
so now you have a little brother.
We named him Butty Butterson.
- Signed, the other bugs."
I'll call you Kent for short.
Jake.
- Jake! - Hmm?
Whoa! Shelby!
What's going on there?
With your butt?
It's fine. I was goofing off, got hurt.
Now I got a little brother. I named him Kent.
I'm Kent.
Whoa! A talking brother!
You can chop up a worm and get two?
I thought that was a myth.
Myth is a powerful force in my life, dude.
So, the thing is, I don't know beans about being a big brother.
Can you give me some tips?
Ah, it's easy.
You just give him something sharp and get him to fight bad guys.
That's it?
Yeah, you might have to stretch all big if he gets in real trouble. But, yeah.
All right. Sounds good.
Someday, you'll be Kent's food.
Oh, wow.
Hey, how did you do that?
I don't know.
Hmm. OK, Kent.
This is for real important.
You're my little brother, so your purpose is to fight bad guys.
So go fight some bad guys.
Or girls. Don't discriminate.
Oh. OK, brother.
Boo-oop!
Boop, boop, boop, boop, boop, boop, boop!
Hyah!
A bad guy.
Ah! Let's fight!
Ahhh!
Hey! Get back here! Don't run!
I'm super new at fights.
And at being alive.
Hi.
Who are you?
Where am I? Why do my parts hurt?
Oh, good. You're awake.
I am Leaf Beard.
I found you blonked out and bruised in the tunnels.
But if you drink of our dewdrops, it will fix up all your ouchies.
Oh!
Pbht!
The Rat King has made his way to our end of the roots.
You should be more careful.
Oh. Oh, OK.
What's a Rat King?
Oh. You're not from The Roots.
I'm from my brother's butt. Maybe.
The Rat King's been destroying our home, chewing up the roots of this tree.
This tree that gives us life!
Life!
Hey!
So, he's a bad guy?
So sick nasty bad.
That means I got to fight him! That's what my brother said to do!
Where's my sword?
Your sword was shattered to butts when I found you.
Oh... bummer.
Yes. Bums.
What do I do?
Um... I don't know.
But the Blacksmith could make you a new one, probably.
That's who I am.
And I am very good at me.
OK, so, like, the Rat King has been messing up the roots, yeah?
Chewing on them with his teeth.
The sword has to be made of the strongest tree stuff
so even his teeth can't break it!
Bring me the freshest ingredients and I'll do it up.
Follow the sound of the singing crystal.
There, you'll find the first element.
Boo!
Cool, cool.
Ha!
Greetings.
Hey, man.
I'm looking for some unbreakable ore. Y'all got that here?
I have what you seek.
But consider this instead.
I offer you this treasure of glittering emeralds.
You'll be infinitely rich and live the rest of your days in comfort.
No, I'm good. Just the ore, please.
Oh, ho! Well done!
By resisting the temptation of wealth, you have passed my test.
Nah, I just don't care about money.
My name's Kent. I'm supposed to fight bad guys.
All right. That's pretty weird, but...
Here you go, the unbreakable ore.
Uh.
Uh, can you just... Yeah.
- Oh, there. There she goes. - Ha ha!
Boop, boop, ba-doop, ba-doop,
ba-doop, boop, boop, boop.
Whoop, whoop!
Greetings. Come to fight me, eh?
My name is Kent, and if I had a sword, I'd totally fight you.
But for now, I'm looking for a clod of mystic Earth.
Yes. I have what you seek.
But consider this instead.
I offer you the hand of one of my beautiful daughters.
You'll become a good husband
and live the rest of your days in true love.
Nah, I don't care about being a good husband or wife or whatever.
All's I care about is fighting bad guys!
Dang, homes, that's cold.
Here you go.
Mystic Earth.
Greetings.
Dude, you know why I'm here!
Yeah. And I got what you want.
But consider this instead.
Hyah!
Drink this sap, and you'll have life eternal.
You'll never meet death and you'll outlast the world.
Um...
I was born earlier today,
so I don't really get a sense of my own mortality.
No, thank you.
Hyah!
The sacred flame.
Oh, what?
I name this sword... Punch Party!
I feel so cool right now.
It's party time.
Whoa! Uh!
Greetings. - Who's there?
I am the Rat King.
Why are you here?
I-I've got, like, this rad sword,
and I'm gonna fight you with it.
Ahhh!
Yes!
Who are you fighting me for?
- Your brother? - What?
Instead, why don't you join me?
I offer you cosmic power.
You'll be a king and live the rest of your days as a god.
You're messing up the tree, and I totally live here!
You're a bad guy!
Yeah.
Don't do that!
How do you plan to defeat me?
I'm... making... this... up... as I go!
Dang. Having a brother around looks kind of fun.
Whoa!
Mmm.
Kent proceeded to relate his fantastic journey to me.
It was all super good.
But he had also partaken of the food of the underworld,
and so he was compelled to return there by dewdrop law.
That's what he said, at least.
Maybe he was having second thoughts about infinite riches,
true love, and eternal life.
Or maybe he had just decided
that fighting bad guys wasn't really his deal.
But I do know this, free from the Rat King's cursed teeth,
that spring, for the first time in many years,
the willow tree was in bloom.
Frederator.
This party is so crazy!