“Reading /sucks/. Jake, you’re a lame-o.” Is leaving Jake at the library. No regrets.

His golden sword is sitting in his lap, his father’s red sword is sitting on the grass in front of him. Deep in thought. About swords!

Sighs. He’s never realized how boring it can be when he’s /not/ fighting evil. Between Ice King, monsters, and saving the princesses of Ooo; he rarely has downtime. Huh.

“Oh man, oh man, oh man,” STRESSED.

Squints to read a sign. New York. “Where the glob is New York? What kind of name even is that?”

Oh my glob, so many humans. . .

They /do/ still exist! Oh man, oh man, oh man!

Stressed. Has no idea how to get home.

Sits down against a wall in an alley so he and Jake don’t get run over, pulling his pack off his back to rifle through it. There’s gotta be food in here somewhere.

Eventually, after rifling for a moment, he finds a banana, handing it to Jake, and a granola bar, which he opens and takes a bite out of. “We really gotta figure out how to get back to Ooo, man.”

Finn was rather off guard. These people were human - like him. They weren’t a magical threat like he was used to, and as such, didn’t have his guard up. Valerie startled the boy, which got a squeak out of him as he looked up from his rather disappointing sack. “Uh, yeah.” x.com/unknownandyoun…