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If I hear another peep, there's gonna be trouble.
Final warning!
Okay. Go ahead, Beemo.
Okay, welcome back to the program.
We're talking with my special guest, Finn the Human.
Hello.
Now, Finn, you were saying something interesting...
that you're getting out of the romance biz.
So, what happened?
Well, I don't want to bore your listeners...
but let's just say the time has come
to stop dating Princesses and return to saving 'em.
And you're not just saying that to, uh,
make yourself seem more attractive?
Yeah, of course. No games goin' on here.
Hold on. What's that noise?
I think that someone's knocking at the door.
- Can you see who it is? - Yes, Jake.
So it's going pretty good, huh?
Yeah, but maybe we should stop talking about this love junk
and get back to adventuring.
Finn! Jake! I need your help! It's an emergency!
Now we're talking!
Don't cry, Slime Princess. We're at your service.
I need Finn to marry me.
I'm sorry, S. P., but I've given up the dating scene.
You don't understand.
If I don't get a husband, I'll lose my kingdom.
- I'll do it! - What did I tell you?
Please let me explain.
Recently, my much hotter younger sister Blargatha,
married a slime rogue named Guillermo.
As a result, Elder Plops decreed
that if I was not married by tomorrow,
rule of the Slime Kingdom would pass to my sister,
which I'd be, like, totally fine with,
except I recently discovered they are both evil.
Evil to the core!
They plan to militarize the Kingdom
and begin a campaign of aggressive conquest,
sacking our neighboring kingdoms,
stealing their resources, and eventually
taking over the entire world!
Ew.
Finn, this will happen unless someone marries me.
No.
Psst!
Please, Finn. I know I've crushed on you in the past,
but I have no intention of locking this down.
Our marriage will be in name only.
Mm...
Wait! I'm coming, too!
I'm gonna eat popcorn and make hilarious jokes.
Aw. Who ate all my popcorn?
Call this a room?
There's not even a window.
Oh, wait. Are we rolling?
How much farther?
This popcorn's not gonna last all day.
All right, now it might.
We're here.
Welcome to my little oasis in the wasteland.
Oasis? More like, "No way, sis!"
Huh?
Whoa! This is amazing!
You okay, buddy?
You could say I got out of there in the "lick" of time.
Zing!
Quickly. We're already late.
This is the most important place in the Kingdom.
The Royal Palace?
No, it's where me and all my main splirts hang out.
Hi, girls!
H-I-I-I-I-I!
Tree Trunks and Mr. Pig, what are you doing here?
Oh, we always come here when we want to shake it, Finn.
It's the only triple-cray-rated disco
in all of Ooo.
Get your face pretty, Finn.
My people are already assembled in the courtyard.
Greetings, loyal slimejects!
I would like to introduce my new husband...
Finn the Human!
What did I tell you? Piece of cake.
Attention, my loyal slimejects.
It's Blargatha.
And that's the mysterious Guillermo.
He hails from a faraway, much more somber Slime Kingdom
where people have strange customs
and no love in their eyes.
Their discos aren't even rated one cray.
My husband would like to say something.
And, uh, he would, too,
if not for his extremely sore throat,
so I will say it for him.
We challenge you to the Trials of Glarb.
I object!
Ancient traditions such as the Trials of Glarb
are no longer relevant in our modern self-indulgent society.
Order! Order! I demand order!
I, Elder Plops,
being the coolest guy in the room,
will settle this dispute.
The matter will be settled on the battleground...
All right!
the battleground of love. - Aw!
The couple that I deem most truly in love
shall rule the Slime Kingdom for life.
Plops out.
This is, like, the opposite of what you wanted.
Welcome, everyone to the Trials of Glarb,
hosted by me, Elder Plops.
The first trial will be crooning.
You guys are gonna get into these sweet boats I made
and croon for each other on the lake.
The most loving and heartfelt song,
judged by me, Elder Plops, will win.
I really want to hear some emotional song work here.
The people want to hear emotional stuff.
So let's see some stuff, all right?
Okay, Finn, you can do it.
I don't know. I'm still jacked up over my lady biz.
Well, just lose yourself in your own mind
and go numb.
Then let it all out.
Okay.
Just let it all out.
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