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Keep him quiet!
You keep quiet!
The Snowman!
If you think about it, it's the perfect solution.
As Ice King, I'll be powerful enough
to fend off this scarab person who's after us.
I'll be immortal, so your universe will last forever
instead of dying with me.
And finally, I'll be magic again,
ergo magic will be restored to your world,
just like you want.
Hmm. Sounds great!
No downsides!
Question, though. Yes?
How do we get back inside your head
after Fionna-world is cool again?
I'll just re-create the same ritual
that brought you here on accident, on purpose!
But first, we need to find another magic crown
somewhere in the multiverse.
Multiverse means multi-crowns to nab.
It'll be easy as hunting down a mouse...
in a, uh, uh, a big ol'...
pile of mice!
We should start by searching this world...
wherever we are.
Let's get lookin'!
Uh... oh.
Fionna?
Yes! Finally.
Should you be messing with that?
We need to know what we're dealing with here.
Should you be messing with that?
Hey. Was I out long?
Oh, you're up!
I got you something to eat.
Huh? Wuh!
Waaahh!
Blech!
You love it. You love this.
Let's find the nearest library.
It could give us clues on where to begin looking for the crown.
To the library!
Ha! Fionna's a turbonerd!
Wait, no! I take it back!
Ugh.
Huh...
Okay, this is really starting to smell.
Hold this for me?
Any excuse to be more naked.
Don't make it weird.
No, I respect it!
Looks like we're going the right way.
Oh! Sweet!
Road loot!
Oh!
Ooh.
Whoa!
A real Vespucci!
I could never afford one of these back home.
That's ugly. I want it!
You both look kind of conspicuous.
We should keep a low profile until we know what's what.
Relax, dude.
I've played a lot of post-apocalyptic RPGs.
The more loot, the better.
Let's keep moving.
Lighten up, man.
If the bug guy hasn't caught us by now, maybe he gave up!
Something funny?
Nothing, nothing.
It's just, good luck working the TV wall
without the remote. Ha ha ha!
Tires! Tires!
They're round, they're rubber! Get 'em here!
I feel right at home!
You're the one who's conspicuous here.
Yeah, man, you stick out like a sore thumb!
The cat talked! It must be magic!
Ha, everybody knows there's been no magic
since the days of the Snowman.
- Aah! - Cake!
Act like a normal cat!
Fine.
Meow meow. Is this what you want?
Hey, a library!
Oh, thank goodness!
Listen up, rabble!
We're 'bout to get this funeral started.
So shut up and pay respects!
Introducing...
the savior of the wastelands and defeater of the Snowman,
Bi-i-i-i-i-i-i-g Destiny!
Today, sadness is not allowed.
Today we party for the dead body of Popcorn!
Whooo!
Old Man Popcorn finally croak?
Popcorn was a bomb warlord,
the last of his tribe!
He died doing what he loved--
trying to ride alligator like horse!
Popcorn seemed cool.
Enjoy the sky arena!
Fight big ghosts and win, Popcorn!
Popcorn! Popcorn!
Popcorn! Popco-o-o-o-rn!
Funeral over!
All Popcorn gang territory goes to Destiny gang.
Uhhh, everyone here knows
Popcorn signed a treaty on his deathbed
making all the territory from the creek
to the end of the great ditch
the domain of the Reindeer Boys.
Anybody else?
Destiny gang rules!
That's how you do it, my little Destiny.
No speeches, just strong punching!
Like I said, low profile.
Boring! Look...
It's like I said.
You gotta punch and push your way around
to get what you want.
Hey, you! Ohh!
What do you know about the magic crown?
Uhh!
Hey, you!
Aah!
What do you know about a magic crown?!
Please! I'm just a sweet butcher!
Grrrr!
I have the magic crown you seek.
But the price I ask is very steep!
Okay, weird man. Name your price.
The crown is but the rarest of treasure.
Present your wares and I'll take their measure.
Uh, we should really verify it's the crown before we--
Nah, nah, nah.
Oh, that's my phone.
Hmm...
A futuristic device?
I think that's pretty nice!
Well... it's no good to me here anyway.
It's got the worm game!
Deal.
Here, m'dear!
Is this the magic crown?
No, that's trash.
Give it back!
No returns, fair is fair.
You got burned and I don't care.
You crook!
Uhh...
Whoo, Cake!
We gotta get out of here!
Whoa!
Magic fist!
Cake, you're too reckless!
Ah, nobody saw that.
Magic cat!
Ohh, I'ma eat that cat.
Then when I get magic fist,
Daddy will have to make me gang leader!
Trauma Jon...
Fionna!
Nobody eats Cake!
Heh heh.
Uhh!
Stupid bunny.
I'd cut your nose off,
but it looks like somebody beat me to it.
Or maybe I'll take an ear instead.
Huh?
How about your nose, bully-boy?
No!
Back off.
Little Destiny...
You're a long way from home, Jay.
Destiny gang gonna kick your-- Remember your place.
Ugh!
I'ma gonna get so big!
Then I'ma get you, too, L.D.!
Now, what do I do with--
Stay!
Don't come here again, get it?!
Go!
Wake... up! Huh?
I'ma eat that ca-a-a-t!
Who are you? Shh. Not here.
When I heard you talking about the crown,
I could tell you're new here.
Locals don't like talking about magic.
Do you?
Hard not to.
My dad was the one who found the crown.
What?!
Jay... I have to meet your dad.
Ha, where do you think we're going?
Did you hear that, Fionna?
He must be this world's version of me.
Watch your step.
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