Chapter 11

A/N: Seriously. The Universe hates all Authors, it's not possible.

A break-in this [ Wednesday ] with a garbage truck dragged down my Internet cable.

Thursday, a piece of my computer went to waste, and I had to spend money to buy another one, instead of buying it through 'Amazon' which would have been cheaper.

Anyway, the Universe Hates Authors.

It seems that the Webnovel is back on the back foot...

This will no longer be an Old West... Happily!

I was going to tell you to go to Scribble Hub, but it seems that will no longer be necessary.

"Speaking.

'Thinking.'

[ System ]

{ Abilities / Spells }

Enjoy!

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Bonnibel was silent, thinking about how she might respond: ''You want me to give it back to her, don't you? However, that might not work out.''

She said, and went on to explain why it wouldn't work.

''Marceline and I didn't end up on good terms. If by chance, just by chance, she were to find out that I have the toy she is so fond of and looking for, Marceline might come to me thinking she was with me all this time.'' Bonnibel explained calmly.

To conclude her reasoning she then said: ''So, you can guess what she will try to do to me when she finds out.''

I already knew that we are dealing with Marceline here, so any outcome is possible if it is her.

Bonnibel was right, when I stole the Hambo from Maja, I planned to give Bonnie the Hambo so that she could give it back to Marceline for the two of them to solve their problems. However, it was Marceline we were talking about here. Even knowing Marceline's character, I couldn't say it was 100%.

Go figure if she really wouldn't try to kill me?

Someone who has lived since the Mushroom War and has been through several bad patches in her life. I really shouldn't judge just from what I saw on the show.

I said: ''Yes, I had thought about that before. About letting you give Hambo to Marceline.'' I left Hambo on the big white table in the Lab: ''However, I quickly noticed that my plans wouldn't work out too well, since we're talking about Marceline.''

I ended up bringing a Milkshake from my inventory while waiting for Bonnibel to answer me and took my Milkshake with eyes turned to Bonnie.

''So, if you planned this far, you at least have a plan B, right?'' Bonnibel asked, and she was right, Finn did have a plan in mind.

''Yes.'' I said, I took another sip of my Milkshake, I held out my hand that was holding the Milkshake and Bonnie casually took it.

''Now that I have a person who also thinks it's going to go bad, I'm going to try to deliver it to her personally,'' I said.

Watching Bonnie drink from my milkshake while listening to me, I went on to say

"Worst case scenario I can run away from her... or try.

Considering she's been alive for 1,000 years, she sure is very strong, maybe level 200 or higher.

Or I die trying to escape I would die anyway. Marceline has all the attributes superior to me. Agility, Strength, Stamina, Vitality, etc...

''Mmm, where did you find him by chance?'' Bonnibel asked curiously.

''It was with Maja quite a while ago. She was using it to make powerful potions and spells using the feelings she had on Hambo.'' I replied and took back my Milkshake.

''Maja!? Maja the Witch of Heaven! Exclaimed Bonnibel in horror.

I looked at her strangely, and said, ''Yes, Maja.''

Bonnibel looked at me as if I were some kind of madman.

She quickly calmed down and said. ''How are you still alive after coming face to face with her?''

She sighed.

''I already told you that I have magical abilities, didn't I? I used two of them: A rope made of mana that binds the target for a limited time, an alias, the person for breaking or neutralizing the spell, and, a gate that allows me to go from one place to another.'' I explained calmly.

''Still... From my sources, Maja must be quite strong, controlling the Climate and Elitricity.'' She said thinking that Finn survived only by luck.

''Now that she has been stolen, hadn't she tried to come after you?'' Bonnibel asked.

I shook my head negatively: ''She probably tried hard enough, I was wearing a mask and a voice modifier and finally, I used the > Gate < too far away from Ooo, she will probably be looking for me outside of Ooo right now.'' I Spoke and smiled mischievously.

Bonnibel finally noticed Oni's mask that was tied around my waist. ''She's quite... Peculiar.'' She said.

I ended up smiling. ''Yes. And taking the Oni Mask in my hand, I transformed it with a thought, it crumbled into Sakura Petals and with just a thought it turned into a straight double-edged Blade, with Red Inscriptions on the blade, and the Blade itself was Black.

Bonnibel looked at Finn in shock, then at Blade, and finally looked at Finn.

''What... How? Bonnibel said. ''Was that some kind of Magic?'' She asked. Scientist Mode: ON!

Using the Handle to rotate the Blade, More accurately put the tip of the blade down.

I said: ''More precisely incantations, Here.'' I turned the Azakana on its side and showed the Inscriptions that existed Near the Handle.

Bonnibel paying attention to my words looked at the Blade interested.

''This first Inscription here, it seals the Demon inside the Blade, This second one here greatly increases the durability.'' I said, for thanks to the skill > Enchantments < I had a basic knowledge of how those Inscriptions worked.

''Demon? Why would they seal a Demon inside the Blade?'' Bonnibel asked.

''Because, the Demon feeds on Negative Emotions, Letting it loose is the same as asking for a Disaster to happen in Ooo,'' I answered her.

Strengthening Azakana requires a very simple process.

Negative Emotions, I can go to the Great Ooo Cemetery or the Nightosphere.

Two places are abundant with negative emotions.

One of them was literally Hell, while the other was a resting place for Thousands of dead people. The number of negative emotions that accumulated over time must be abysmal.

''Where did you get this demon... Sword? Was it from that weird ability that lets you see the world as a game?'' Bonnibel asked.

''Exactly.'' I replied.

''Are we still going to keep trying to revive the sweet people with that potion?''

''Hmm... No.'' Answered Bonnibel, she started to take off her white lab coat: ''As you can see, I'm too tired to keep my focus on anything, let's stop here, we can continue tomorrow night if it's okay with you.''

I smiled at her and said: ''That's fine with me. As long as you're okay.

As soon as she took off her white coat, she came over to me and kissed me on the cheek. ''Thank you, Finn. You're so cute.''

As soon as she said that, she took my milkshake and took a sip, and handed it back to me.

Is she too tired to notice that this was an indirect kiss?

//-//

I don't do well with parties, not really... Why did I come here anyway?

Maybe it's because Bonnie went to bed and I didn't have much to do besides accompany Jake to the slumber party.

I hate parties.

'Should I run away?' I thought.

Maybe it really would be a good choice, I still have that 'Treasure Map'. It wouldn't hurt me to go after it.

Doing just that, I used [ Stealth ] so no one can detect me while I run away from here.

//-//

Ironically... it was The Hamburger Hills Cemetery.

The very place I wanted to come to strengthen Azakana,

I didn't have to do anything, and she was already absorbing the negative emotions around her at a screaming pace.

However, I didn't come here without the proper preparations, A clown mask covered my face, and a black cloak with a hood that covered my entire body and head.

A pair of Metallic Gauntlets and a pair of Boots.

... My figure did not go unnoticed, some 'Ghosts' looked at me as if I were an Asshole and laughed at me, and continued.

There were a lot of Ghosts here.

What is going on to have several of them here?

'What's going on with them?' I thought as I watched the ghosts leave further into the cemetery.

Looking at them, I frowned under my mask and decided to follow them...

... And soon we arrived and in front of me was crowded with several ghosts...

I looked at the stage and saw the person I didn't want to meet... Not really...

Light blue-gray skin, crooked fangs, pointed ears, and long midnight-black hair that reached her feet.

Why did she have to be here?

Of all people, it had to be soon, she.

Marceline, Queen of the Vampires.