The Earl rode on his lemon horse down the winding road, the sun setting on what appeared to be a magical scene. There was flowers of every color moving with the light breeze, creating the illusion of serenity. The sun seemed to be painting the sky with the wonderfull colors of the rainbow, a masterpiece to unfortunatly to be ruined by night.
But the Earl wasn't looking at the scene with satisfaction. His mind was else where, to the current events that unraveled that day.
"The kingdom was supposed to be mine! They would all be in the dungeon if I was still there ruler! She created me, but that doesn't mean I have to listen." He talked bitterly to himself, knowing no answer would come. He just kept on talking in his annoying, shrill voice, not paying attention to the scene around him.
Or to the person nearby. 'Closer, come on, closer. It'll all be over soon.'
"Those servants will fall under my wrath if Bubblegum decides to become young again. And that insufferable boy!" The Earl stopped then. Out of all the things he had done at the Candy Kingdom, the boys name. He didn't have time to since he conspired with the girl. It would haunt all of his lonely days when he got home to imprison some one there. He didn't like not knowing things. To him it was... unacceptable.
"Aaarrrggghhh! I'll deal with him later, if he ever steps in my domain!" The high voiced fool said, the voice grating the nerves of the person coming closer to his horse, making it begin to become spooked.
The horse lurched suddenly at the sight of the figure, making the yellow Earl fall on to his back. Pain was a small thing to most people, but the Earl never dealt with it well. He yelled and cried out in pain like there was a fire going off inside of his stomach or a monster had eaten his arm. This made him to continue to not focus on the figure, walking closer to the lemon shaped man. "That was really unacceptable!"
It was the last thing he said for about a few hours before he was hit in the head with what appeared to be a beaker.
The figure smiled, his teeth bent with out being brushed. 'This'll be fun. Lets begin...'
"Wake up lemon head. Rise and shine bastard." A young voice said. It was clear who it was talking, even when the Earl's eyes weren't open. It was the boy once again, the one with the bear ears. 'Oh my glob.'
The lemon man opened one of his eyes, just to confirm his guess. The Earl noticed that the boy had prepared for something, for there were tools on a sheet, held down by a purple rock. The situation looked dire for the man.
"It could have been real Earl. I could have had the first love of my life. Now she doesn't even remember the Lich incident." the boy said to him, his voice distant, where even the vampire queen would fear for her safety. Something was wrong, but the reason why escaped the idiot Earl. He hadn't known him, Finn the human, long enough to know the reason why for his malice.
Finn turned away from the man, who soon noticed that he was tied down to a tree similair to the weeping willow. Infact the tree was weeping in a way that saddened him. Small blue orbs fell of the drooping baranches, landing on the ground around him. It would have brought done even the hardest heart into tears. It made the Earl stay into silence. He was soon brought back into harsh reality when the boy spoke once more.
"I loved her. We could have grown up together. Then your yellow head had to but in." Finn said, holding a new weapon, a small dagger with the tip of the blade colored with red and black tip. The handle was made out of leather with a metal spike at the bottom. He had taken it as a present from an old marauder. He passed away days later.
"It could have been paradise with her that way. Now she's older. Unreachable. Tottally not math, man." He continued to say. "W-Who ar-re you, child?" the Earl finally said, his voice hoarse because he hadn't used it in awhile. This caught Finn off guard, but he didn't hesitate in answering.
"Its Finn. At least you'll know who your assailant is." he said, while he raised the dagger slowly.
"Wait!" the Earl said. Finn stopped, an annoyed look fall across his face. He didn't have time for this. "What? I got something to do, so hurry the stuff up!" He said impatiently. Finn felt guilty for all this. He didn't want to hurt an innocent life, even due to his pain.
'But he did this to you. You had only one day to have the girl you love and he butted in. Just because someone fell on his face in front of him. It was "uanacceptable".' A voice said to him. Thanks to him, he had to hear those words that came from his beloved.
Finn snapped back to reality when he heard him once again. "I-I've got two questions. The first would be why you tied me here to this particular tree." Finn was unsurprised. Anyone would ask that question, not matter how trivial it is.
"The weeping willow was my idea of course. I thought it would be more poetic this way." Finn said, walking around the Earl with a calm demeanor. "I heard about this forest, where the rivers run with the tears of nature. The reason they cry is because they believe that the world is going through horrible changes due to the sins of intelligent beings." Finn continued to walk around the tree, twirling the dagger around his fingers.
He was halfway around the tree when he continued, "That's how the legend is supposed to go. The reason I brought you here is because it shows my pain." He paused to guage his reaction. Finn continued soon after. "I had a chance to be witha person who gets me. The one who sees me as a person, not just some air headed kid who's obsessed with heroism."
By then, Finn was standing in front of the Earl, stopping there. He stopped twirling the knife as well. In one swift movement, Finn's face was in front of his, the knife to now stuck inside the tree. This caused more blue orbs to fall on the ground, even bigger splashes then before.
"You couldn't just leave us alone!" he screamed at him, "Why was it a problem when we were having fun!? Why!?" The Earl didn't know how to answer. It wasn't his forte' to know about emotions other than rage. Finn down cast his eyes, hiding his tears. It was silent for a few moments before Finn asked one thing. "Whats your other dang question, idiot?"
The Earl was quiet for a few seconds, pondering on his chances for survival. He figured he would die anyway. No chance in changing things now.
"Is this some k-kind of joke? A prank?" The Earl asked. This made Finn twitch a little. But soon he looked up at him, tears falling off the poor boys face.
"I'm really sorry Earl. But this is no joke."
The Earl nodded and closed his eyes. A part of the royal family dieing while acting like a complete weakling would be... would be...
Finn took the dagger out of the tree and thrust it into the Earls heart.
"Dude, where have you been? Its eleven o' clock!" Jake asked in worry. Finn was gone so long, it made him call Bubblegum fifty times. He almost got the guards called on him.
"Its okay dude, I just got a new drink." Finn said, holing up a glass filled with a yellow liquid.
"Cool man. What is it?" Jake asked, looking at it suspicously. He never say anything that looked like that and wasn't what he knew it was.
"I got it from Loose-Goose! It's supposed to be delicous." Finn said, hiding the twitch in his eye.
Finn and Jake each got a glass of the liquid and drank. Jakes eyes widened and he said, "Dude, this is awesome! By the way, you seem to be dealing with the break-up ok."
Finn just smiled and said one thing that no one but himself would get for years to come.
"It may sound cliche, bro, but when life gave me that lemon..." He stopped for a second, but then smiled once again and continued.
"I got busy making lemonade."