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Thanks for helping me record, Finn.
No problem, Marceline.
Now, I'm gonna sing something really personal,
so don't laugh at me.
I would never dream of it, milady.
Now, start a slow beat
and keep it steady or it'll mess up everything.
You got it.
Huh? Finn, you messed the beat up!
Marceline, if you're thinking about your dad so much
then why don't you go see him?
-He's not worth the effort. -Not worth what effort?
Well, first, I'd have to draw a circle with a happy face in the center,
and then, uh, douse it with bug milk.
Oh, yeah?
And then you're supposed to chant something like,
"Maloso vobis com et cum spirit um!"
-But I... I don't really want to see him. -
I'm still mad about the thing with the fries.
-Huh? -What? Whoa, whoa!
Aah!
Marceline!
Finn, what the heck did you do?
I... reunited you with your family?
Is this kid your evil servant?
I'm not evil, Marceline's dad! I'm super good!
Super good?
What are you doing?
Stealing your soul!
Dad! Ugh, you always do stuff like this!
Oh, Marceline.
I never know what's gonna set you off. Whoa!
-Is this the family ax? -Hey!
Did you turn it into some kind of lute?
Give it back and get out!
Okay, I'll go. I've got business to attend to anyway.
Sucking up all the souls in Ooo.
-What? No! -See you kids later.
- -My bass!
I've unleashed evil onto Ooo!
We've got to stop him, Marceline!
Fine, but I'm only coming with you to get my bass back.
Hey, how do I kill this guy anyway?
Finn, you can't kill my dad!
Oh, I'm sorry. I... I didn't mean...
No, you literally can't kill my dad. He's deathless.
Oh.
Huh? Who the fluff are you?
Um, well, I'm sure not the guy who's gonna suck out your soul.
Good, 'cause that's, like, my number-one fear.
Really? Well, I know a little exercise for that.
-Want to try it? -Well...
-First, close your eyes. -Okay. Aah!
-You could've killed me! -Ah, but I didn't.
And now, aren't you thrilled just to be alive?
Yeah, I guess. So what?
So, this next part will be all the more horrifying.
There, below us. A gathering of Fluffy People!
Mayhaps they've seen your father!
Marceline, release the Finn bomb!
- -They're all freaked out.
It's because they're scared of him.
Mm. My dad's been here.
-Come on, let's go. - No!
-We've got to help this guy. -
I've got some soul food that Jake packed for me.
You like, uh, collard greens or country fried steak?
Look, you want to help him? Help me get my bass back!
-How will that help him? -My dad stole my bass guitar, Finn!
And when I get it back, I'm gonna break it over his neck
and slam my dad back into the Nightosphere!
Oh, clam! But first, you got to return the souls
your dad sucked back to these sad little husks, right, Marceline?
Uh, sure. Yeah, yeah, we'll do that.
So, I popped his head like a cork, and I says,
"That's what I think of expanding Earth theory!"
- All right. - Huh?
I've got a joke, too.
What wears a dark suit, is completely evil
and is about to suck out all your souls?
Your mama!
That's right. I'm your mama.
Red Rock pass.
If my dad wants to get through the mountains,
he'll have to go through here.
We can work together and smash him with this rock.
And once he's smushed, all the souls
will go back to their rightful bods.
Huh?
So, finally taking a run at your old man, huh?
Daddy!
Karate kick!
Marceline, keep him right there!
Hyah!
Oh.
Karate chop!
You can't destroy me!
No. Dad, I don't want to destroy you.
Look, just stay out of my life!
You're not even alive!
You blew it, dude. We're supposed to be a team.
A team who's sport is "Stop your dad from sucking souls" ball.
I just want my dad to care about me.
Of all history's greatest monsters,
you are by far the most evil thing I've encountered.
Offer your soul to me, dark one.
-Wenk! Wenk! -No!
You can't have my soul!
I don't even... Look, just get in here.
-Wenk! Wenk! -Keep your crummy soul!
Wenk! Wenk! Wenk! Wenk! Wenk! Wenk!
Gunter, who told you you could fly?
Wenk.
Huh? No one sucks the life from my penguins except me.
And maybe polar bears because that's just nature, Gunter.
You darest encroach upon my domain!
You've raised my frosty dander! And for that, I shall...
Aah!
I've have soiled my tunic, completely by choice!
Yes!
Oh, man! He's growing huge!
I'm gonna take him down!
Finn, you're like an ant to him.
Oh, yeah? Well, this ant's about to get in his pants!
-What? -W... Uh... uh...
You know, because I'm gonna make him uncomfortable
while I release those souls!
Give up those souls, Marceline's dad, in the name of justice!
Huh? Oh, Marceline. Still following me?
I'll stop following you if you give me back my guitar!
Now, Marceline...
No one flicks me in the butt without my consent!
Whoa! Aah!
Whoa!
Whoa!
The souls!
Lumpy Space Princess, he got your soul, too?
What? Nah.
I totally saw Hot Dog Princess get sucked in here
and I wasn't invited?
I was all, "What the lump?"
So I'm crashing this party!
Uh... Well, I'll save you.
Yeah, I'll save all of you!
- -In your face, Dad!
Give back that ax, Marceline.
You don't respect it enough.
Well, you don't respect anything, Dad!
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