Ripped & Corrected By mstoll
Tree Trunks!
The slumber party's about to start!
Get those hot buns in here, girl!
Did you hear me?
I said, get those hot—
Unh!
Hi, Mr. Pig.
Why are you hitting me?
I was just talking about Tree Trunks' hot —
Come on, Finn!
We're doing music chairs.
Everyone ready?
Ready!
Take a seat!
Uh, uh...
Uh-Oh! Uh-oh!
There's a seat by me.
Oh! Heh!
- You take it, Princess. - You take it, Finn.
- This is your party. - You're my guest.
No, no, I insist.
Time is up!
You two must now be sent to the closest closet to have
heavenly thoughts.
Heavenly thoughts.
Hey, PB.
Hey, Finn.
Mm?
Bup, bup, bup...
Hey, you want to ditch the party and go for a walk?
Wha— really?
It's been a while since we just hung out, you know?
What about the Candy People?
Aw, they should be fine, right?
For once?
Maybe they'll surprise me by being fine.
Come on.
Whoa!
Secret passage.
Noice.
Boy, it's sure quiet in there.
What's going on in there, you think?
Someone should listen at the door.
We nominate you, Crunchy, to go listen at the door.
And tell everybody what's going on.
What? Why me?
Come on, Crunchy.
You're the go-to guy.
You're the new Cinnamon Bun.
No, I'm not...
What do you hear?
Yeah, paint us a picture, Crunchy.
I hear, like, uh...
like, a lush green field...
next to a white picket fence.
Finn and the Princess both brought picnic baskets.
Oh, but they brought the same stuff,
and they're laughing about it.
And now they're kissing.
There's no lush green field in that closet!
Well, you guys asked me to paint a picture.
Just tell us what you hear!
I can't hear anything.
They must be just lightly brushing their lips together.
Or maybe they kissed so much, they passed out!
Crunchy, open that door!
Step aside, Crunchy.
I'll make short work of this door-opening.
Oh.
I guess I'm just too strong.
Then they're trapped!
What if they run out of air?
No air?
I'll smash down the door!
Stop!
Eh?
Mr. Cupcake, your mighty strength might kill them!
There's a drill and saw in the supply room, though.
In here, you say?
No, don't!
Aww.
Yo, guys!
You got to do something!
That's my best friend in there!
"You okay in there?"
"Yeah, we went out the secret coat passage."
It's so nice to get away sometimes.
Mm.
Candy peeps can be a handful, huh?
Yeah, they mean well, though.
You want to meet Timmy?
Timmyyy!
Aww, so squish!
Hop on.
Okay.
Breathe!
Wait. Wait!
Don't Candy People breathe out, like,
a poisonous gas or something?
Somethin' like, uh, c-carbo...
carbon diox—
I know!
It's called...
and it is deadly.
Zuck it back out!
Oh!
Cupcake's dead!
What do we do?
Ha!
So, got any other weekend plans?
Mm. Probably gonna hit up the Arts
and Crafts Kingdom with BMO.
You?
Oh, I'm gonna garden some,
plan next week's pizza lunch, answer 800 e-mails,
and, you know, whatever.
Wowz.
Do you ever get tired from doing Princess work all the time?
Sure.
I mean, it's a lot of responsibility looking
after so many people, though, lately,
I have been trying to be more chill about it.
Cool.
Like taking ice-cream breaks?
Yeah, and, like, being more...
sort of okay with everyone making mistakes around me.
Like, mind my own stuff more.
You know what I mean?
Yeah.
Kind of like how I've been thinking about my dad
and how I want him to act more like daddy.
But maybe acting like daddy just isn't what he does.
Maybe my dad's not a dad but a kid stuck in a dad's body.
Timmy knows what's up.
Timmyyy!
Timmyyyy!
Okeydokey, everybody.
Check it out.
Once in place, this sweater will muffle the cannonball explosion
perfectly, allowing the frame around the door
to gently fall apart,
freeing Finn and PB.
Manfried's a good leader because we can always see him.
Now, the cannon should go right over here.
Oh.
Wait.
Here.
Aren't you worried about Finn?
Of course I am.
See these tears of worry?
It will be okay, Jake.
"PB is showing me all this cool stuff.
She has an awesome shirt.
How's the party?"
Awesome.
Okay, everyone, prepare for the boom.
Three...
two...
fire!
Aw, my cannon.
Uh-oh.
Hey, the closet's open!
So, they're dead, right?
Well, Chocoberry can tell us!
She saw a ghost at my house once.
Oui, it's true.
I have "ze gift."
Hmmmmmm!
Yes, I sense their spirits.
Finn says...
he says...
Remember to feed BMO.
Well, that idea stank, Manfried!
I'm calling the shots from now on!
No!
Manfried is still the most clearly visible!
Hey, why don't you guys team up
and fight each other to see who gets to wear the crown?
Here — try this one.
Mmm! Fire.
You got a little edible-fire mustache, there.
What?
Got to send this to Jake.
Hmm.
"Check it out."
Hey, what's that?
Uh, uh, it's —
Let me see.
Mm.
You won't like it but okay.
I'll worry about it later.
Oh.
You want to see the Burrito room?
Yessss.
This is a brutal new society.
For a society to function, it needs rules.
One, you must drink tea with your pizza.
Two, pizza can only be eaten alone.
Three, if a pizza is found in a field,
you must make the next person you see holding a glass
of milk eat it.
Sire, I must congratulate you On becoming princess.
Thank you.
Is there anything I can do or get for you?
Anything?
Anything!
Could you perhaps procure a pizza?
Yesss.
Man, this is intense.
I better do something!
Thanks for showing me around, PB.
I've enjoyed just — just hangin' out.
Me too!
Jake just sent me a funny picture of himself.
Whoa.
It looks like the Candy People's makeshift government has been
taken over by a ruthless despot.
What?
Why aren't you freaking out?
Eh, it was worth giving them a shot.
Let's go back to the party, though.
It looks like we have to save it.
Neigh!
Whinnie!
Crum-chy!
To the crater!
Any last words, Starchy?
You smell!
Throw him in!
What's going on here?
Uh...
They devolved into beasts.
It was hilarious!
Okay.
Everybody, get into your sleeping bags,
and I'll read you a story.
Modern menswear can be traced back 200 years.
Furs and textiles became...
This party is so crazy!
Ripped & Corrected By mstoll