Adventure Time

Do you think it's right for Marceline

to invite us to jam without Princess and Beemo?

It's just a jam sesh.

Is that what you're gonna jam with?

Yeah, man, balloon music is the future.

Listen.

Pretty good.

I don't think you've mastered it yet.

Well, duh, I just started.

Oh, dude, there's a note.

What's it say?

"Hey, guys, I had to run out, but I'll be back."

Blee bloo blop.

"Don't go in my house."

-That's it? -Yeah.

Just, "Don't go in my house," in all caps.

Written in blood.

- Hmm. -

What are you doing?

Eliminating desire from my heart.

It helps pass the time.

Come on, I can't do that.

Let's play cloud hunt till she gets here.

No, man, I got a mental block with cloud hunt.

Yeah, that's what makes it awesome

'cause I know I'll win.

Oh, what?

Bring it on, brother.

Now, explain the rules, 'cause I forget.

Okay, I count to ten and you go hide somewhere.

Then I got to try to find you.

You can hide...

You can hide anywhere in here.

Anywhere in here.

But Marcy's house is off-limits,

because she said so, okay?

Got it.

Okay, I'm gonna start counting.

Ready?

Yes.

Go.

One...

Two...

Three...

Four...

Five...

Four...

Over the mountain the ominous cloud,

coming to cover the land in a shroud.

Hide in a bushel, a basement, a cave,

but when cloud comes a-huntin',

no one's a-save.

No, safe.

Cloud hunt...

Gotcha.

Huh.

- -Hmm.

Aha!

Jake, get out of there.

Marceline's gonna kill you.

Jake.

I know this isn't a mirror.

What the...

You're doing it wrong, even.

Get out, get out.

Dude, get out of there, she's gonna kill us.

She could be home any minute.

Did you read the note?

I mean, you read the note, you told it to me.

- -

Smells like sourdough in here.

She's gonna kill us.

Once she finds out, she's gonna tie us up

and eat us like a spider.

You don't think I know that?

We'll wait for the right moment and sneak out,

right under her big, fat caboose.

Okay, man.

I can do this.

Shh, here she comes.

Here she comes.

Shh, shh.

Huh.

- -

Let's get outta here.

- -

Hello?

She didn't wash hands.

Is someone here?

That's what stinks.

Where are those dweebs?

This is Jake.

And this is Finn.

We're not home right now, so...

Leave a message.

Shh.

- Leave a message. -

Uh...

Yeah, hey, you guys, are you still coming over?

It's jam time, so, like, call me, 'kay?

Whatcha doin'?

Turn around.

When she gets this, she'll leave and we can escape.

Brilliant.

But how's it gonna work?

I'll fly the paper as an airplane

down the bedroom ladder.

It'll triple-barrel-roll past the kitchen,

open the fridge and cook some eggs,

then eat the eggs

and unfold itself

as it lays on the carpet in front of Marceline's door.

Yeah, yeah, awesome, yeah.

No, no, nuts.

Well, if they're not gonna show up,

then I'll just work on my own stuff, I guess.

Take one for new concept album

based on 500 years of my journal entries.

So here's some preliminary notes.

I...

I want to make this the most emotional album ever,

so private and secret

that I'll never let anyone hear.

This is so wrong.

No one can ever hear it.

Ever.

Take one.

We've crossed the line.

I'm getting out of here, man.

Yeah, do it.