Finn Adventure Time Face Novels & Stories

I peek down the hallway and glance into the kitchen area and I see Finn seating at the kitchen stool talking and laughing with the pack mates. He was humming along as the pancakes were sizzling on the stove, he stood up to check on them , I walk into the kitchen and sit down on one of the chairs by the corner." Good morning guys" I said as I sat and morning hola was chorused by the members of the pack. Finn kept a long face and I knew he was upset I left him yesterday at the cinema, pouting and giving him the puppy eyes I went behind him and hugged him by the waist.

he murmured before dropping her down from his arms. Adeline released a deep breath and backed away from him, turning to her mother’s side, “That’s not fair. I only said so because I wanted you to stop tickling me. I'm still very much angry at you,” she confessed, moving out of his reach. Finn’s shoulders shook slightly as a laugh tore through his chest, “Well played.” His gaze slid up to Sophia, who had a small smile on her face. “Good morning, Uncle Finn,” Aiden greeted.

His hands rubbed against the side of his face, a guilty flush across his cheeks. “He wouldn’t take no for an answer. I thought it was a big opportunity for me. He only had one eye, I’ve not seen him around before -“ “One eye?” Freya and I said in unison. Both thinking of the same person. “Which eye was missing, did he have an eye patch, describe him quick!” she demanded, moving from behind to stand by my side. Pure, boundless energy radiated from her. Finn on the other hand, despite his huge size was diminishing before our eyes. “I think his right eye was missing. Short brown hair, the other eye was bright green. Same age as us.”

“It took me a while to notice that.” He narrowed his eyes at me again. “I already said the other one, and that is your nose is cuter,” he said, pointing to the tip of my nose, causing me to touch my nose. He chuckled, shaking his head. Frank crossed his arms on his chest, still suspicious of him. “And?” “Lexa has a tiny mole just below her earlobe, and you don’t have it. It was almost not noticeable.” Finn continued to describe. “You’re a… fighter, but she’s braver.”

Blair asks with a hint of annoyance in her voice. “Oh this?” Finn spun around us to show us his costume. “I am portraying Rumpelstiltskin! Do I not look quite dashing?” Finn chuckles but was received by a growl from Blair. “Would you please stop pestering us and just go on with your day?” Blair spat that results in Finn making a sad puppy face that makes me vomit inside. “But I want to spend the day with you!” Finn insisted. “And I do not. I already have Miss Clara to accompany so now go on and find somebody else to annoy. Goodbye!”

He also knew the blind spots, so he managed to avoid being caught on the security cameras. I risk a glance behind. Adrianna fidgets with her fingers, her shoulders hunched. “Mean? Like scar in The Lion King?” She glances up sharply. “No.” “Oh.” I exhale a little. “Okay, so he didn’t look mean. Did he have a scar on his face, like Scar?” She shakes her head again.

"Why so tense, Brother?" "You're still gay, right?" Finn chuckled, shaking his head. "I mean, I can't exactly turn it off, Collin. The last time I checked, I still like men. But I won't lie and say Saige isn't gorgeous. How the hell hasn't she wrapped you around her finger yet?" "I'm not sure she hasn't..." Finn grabbed a banana and nudged my arm before he started walking away. "By the way," he called out, "you have a fucking unicorn on your face!" I heard him laugh.

The hallway parted around me the way hallways part around people who are visibly having a morning — not unkindly, just with the wide-eyed awareness of students who recognized a situation developing in real time. Finn was already in his seat when I walked in. He'd gone full seventies — wide-collared shirt, slightly flared jeans, hair pushed back. He looked up, opened his mouth, and then did something genuinely kind: he didn't laugh. He just smiled, slow and warm, and said, "Yellow's a good color on you." "Don't," I said, dropping into my seat. "I mean it." "Finn." "You look like sunshine in a room full of disco balls. Objectively, you win."

“Hi, Aiden.” “I was thinking I would have to wait a little more. You know the thing with women and dressing up.” “I'm not ‘women'.” Clara air quoted. “I am Clarabel.” “Haha.” Aiden chuckled deeply. “Nice to meet you, Clarabel.” “Idiot.” Clara muttered under her breath. “You were saying?” “Nothing Aiden.” She smiled tightly at him.

She watched us silently for a long moment, her eyes taking in our joined hands and our close posture. "Sit down, you two," Alice commanded, her voice strict but less cold than usual. "Finn, you actually look rested today. For the past five years, your face has been frozen in a permanent stress frown. It is nice to see you looking like a human being for once instead of a machine." Finn blinked in genuine surprise. "Thank you, Alice." "Do not thank me," Alice snapped lightly, though her lips twitched upward into a tiny, rare smile. She turned her sharp gaze onto me.