Finn Adventure Time Novels & Stories

Finn repeated. Ninny vigorously nodded her head. “Let's go see what it is," he said, moving to climb out of bed. Ninny quickly grabbed his arm. "No! What if it's a monster?" she whispered. Finn couldn't help rolling his eyes a little, although he tried his best to keep his expression kind so that he won’t upset her. This wasn't the first time Ninny would wake up in the middle of the night and claim to have seen some sort of creature or monster.

Finn, however, was having no such luck as him holding in his laughter only brought on a serious case of the hiccups which brought tears to his eyes. “Let’s go to the next quadrant. I’ll show you two.” Noah grabbed a bag off the floor and stomped through the forest as Finn and I followed. We headed to the middle of the section and proceeded to let loose another three hundred arrows between the three of us. It was around noon when we finished up the last section and all three of us had our headphones on. Finn even put in extra earplugs under his headphones. Since we were closer to the bar, we just walked back. By the time we reached the bar, we couldn’t hear the whistles anymore and I sighed,

"Sir, where have you been? Your car's GPS shows it stalled halfway to the airport are you alright?" Adrian answered evenly. "Car broke down. Send someone to tow it. I'm on my way back now." Trevor exhaled audibly, relief plain in his voice. What should have been a little over an hour's drive took Finn nearly two, rattling and clattering the whole way. They finally arrived. Both climbed out. Finn waved cheerfully. "I'm headed straight to the supply market now, sis send me that fireworks formula and I'll personally oversee the crew putting it together."

I am standing near the kitchen tents with Tessa, organizing the lunch rations, when a tiny snowball suddenly splatters against the back of my thigh. I turn around, completely shocked. Little Finn is standing ten feet away, wearing a bright red knitted beanie. He has his mittens covering his mouth to muffle his giggles, quickly trying to pack another snowball together. "Oh, so it's war, is it?" I gasp in mock outrage, dropping my clipboard. I scoop up a massive handful of fresh powder, hastily packing it into a sphere, and gently toss it directly at his boots. Finn shrieks with absolute delight, scrambling behind one of the massive truck tires for cover.

"Gage is right. Worrying won't help him. The best thing we can do for Leo is ensure his help wasn't for nothing. We stay hidden, stay alive, and get ready." Just then, Finn shifted back into his human form behind a large oak tree. "I need real food!" he yelled, his tiny four-year-old voice piping up as he stumbled out. He was struggling to pull a loose gray t-shirt over his head, his arms completely stuck in the sleeves. His hair was a wild, messy bird's nest. "Thorne is a meanie! A super big meanie! I'm gonna tell Marcus to him!"

Then Jasper came over. Jasper was Finn’s classmate and also lived nearby. He had come to drop off a puzzle set they had planned to play with. “Why do you look like that?” Jasper asked. Finn held up the tablet. “No one wants to watch the new animation with me.” Jasper looked at him. “I can watch it with you.” Finn’s face brightened a little. “Really?” “Yes.” So the two boys sat in the sitting room and watched the animation together. Finn slowly relaxed. He laughed at some parts, pointed at the screen, and told Jasper which character was the strongest.

Not even trying to at least pretend to pull herself free until Finn snapped it with his teeth. After almost an hour, we burst through the last line of trees just as the forest’s voice cut through the noise again, deep and echoing.. "Time is ticking, little heir.. Or else I am coming for her.” Who? My heart hammered as I glanced over at Finn and Evangeline. Finn was shaking bits of bark from his fur, looking around like he’d heard nothing. Evangeline was pressing a hand to her side, but her eyes were fixed on Johanis with an unreadable look.

"Prin... Princess..." After a rushed hello and reunion, Sawyer made up his mind: he would bring me back to the deep sea so I could see my mother and father again. He paused and looked down at my legs—where my tail should have been—and he let out a long sigh. "Princess, you need to get your fish scales back. Without them, you can’t transform again, and you won’t be able to return to the sea." I nodded. With Seraphina and Sawyer beside me, we headed for the Chapman estate.

But it was warm, and it was safe. As they shed their packs and gathered around his small stove, Finn told them his story. "I left New Dawn not long after you arrived," he said, handing out cups of hot tea. "I couldn't stand the suspicion. The fear. I knew they would turn on you. So I came here. This was an old trapper's cabin. I've been using it as a base, mapping the area, looking for a place. A place for you." He unrolled a map on his small table. It was beautifully detailed, showing the river, the forests, and the mountains beyond.

He gives me a small smile, one that’s just for me, and I know he’s been counting down the hours until we reunite, too. “So, where are we going?” Archie asks when the gates finally swing open. “Where ever you guys want to go. I’m quite skilled at porting. We can go anywhere,” Finn offers. “I vote Harper decides,” Dillon says and all eyes turn to me. “I was thinking somewhere quiet, somewhere we won’t be interrupted.” “I know just the place,” Finley says, stepping forward and offering his hand to me. “Do you trust me?” “Yes, of course,” I say without thinking, and I see the way his expression changes. Like he needed to hear me say that.