Hi guys! So, this is just a little crappy story I wrote out of boredom. Well, in this story, Finn is actually turning 18, and comes to visit Princess Bubblegum, in hopes that she will give him a chance now that he is a man. So, um, here it goes, hope you guys like it!

I lie in my bed, eyes burning with exhaustion, but unable to sleep. I tried to reposition myself to get comfortable, but nothing was working. When I swung my feet out of the covers, and onto the pink fluffy candy carpet, I looked out the window to my balcony. That's just what I needed, some fresh air. I tiptoed to the glass doors, and opened both of them dramatically, releasing the cool, night air through my body and into the bedroom.

I walked out onto the candy balcony, lined with pink and white flowers. I looked out at the midnight sky, blanketed with stars. 'What a pretty night,' I thought to myself. But my admiration of the midnight horizon was interrupted, by the sound of grunting and huffing below me.

Curiously, I looked under the balcony wall, to find none other than Finn the human, eagerly climbing my castle's 50 foot tower. "Finn, Finn what are you doing?" I replied down in a hushed tone. The young man looked up at me, almost losing his balance out of surprise, but regained it and continued to climb. He was already only several bricks from the balcony, so I gave him a hand and pulled him up over the bars.

We both landed on the balcony floor, face to face. I stood up, confused, "Finn, what are you doing here?"

He stood up abruptly, gazing into my eyes, "I- I came to… um, well, it's my 18th birthday and, I wanted to… to say, hi."

I arched my eyebrow, "You climbed a 50 foot tower, just to say 'hi'?" I tried to keep my voice low, to not wake any of the candy people. As I waited for an answer, I remembered the 14 year old Finn. The naïve, scrawny little boy. Glob has he changed. His wiggly noodle arms, now muscular and held up with thick long shoulders. His blonde, long hair, now short and sandy brown, growing out of his bear, hat thing. His skin, now tanned from adventuring in the sun. His face, now chiseled, still with a hint of baby face, just more, manly. 'This is the Finn I have been waiting for' I thought to myself. Not a baby anymore, but still a hero. I realized, I love Finn.

Then I snapped back to my senses. I did not love Finn. I loved the thought of Finn. To have a muscular man on my shoulder. I wanted him, for all the wrong reasons. His personality was, so immature. But, maybe that's what I needed. No. Finn was just, not my type. Not my type? What does that even mean? Oh glob, I was so confused. All I could do was hope this was a bad dream I would wake up from soon.

(Finn's thoughts)

I stuttered nervously to give Bonnie an answer to why I had climbed to the tower just to see her, at 12:30 am, on my birthday. What I wanted to say, was that I came up here, to tell her that I can't take these feelings any longer, and now that I am different, she should change her mind about her feelings for me. I wanted to say I love her, but all that came out was "Um, uh." She was getting impatient, and I needed to hurry, my brain was just, going all stupid, and sappy, and donk. I couldn't think straight. It was just, her beauty, in the moonlight.

PB wore only a silk blouse, which was only slightly darker than her pale pink skin tone. She didn't even have her crown on. Her hair was pulled back into a side ponytail, really extenuating her beautiful pink face. 'Glob,' I thought, 'She even sleeps beautiful.' When I snapped out of studying her, I realized she was still waiting for an answer that I knew I couldn't give. "I- I came to…"

"Ugh, Finn, can't this wait until tomorrow?"

I knew he had to act quickly, "No, no this can't wait."

She impatiently whispered, "Well what is it then?"

I gulped, then looked into her pretty pink eyes, "Bonnibel Bubblegum, I love you."

Her face went from aggravated, to surprised. I watched her eyes grow with emotion, then her mouth begin to open, about to say something. In fear she would let me down, I stopped her words with a kiss. I locked lips with her for the first time, knowing that this is meant to be. I brought my hand up to her face, only to have her pull away. Tilting my head in confusion, she looked up at me. "W-why don't you, c- come in Finn," Princess Bubblegum sighed. She took my hand, and pulled me into her pink, candy bedroom. I shut the balcony doors, trying to control my nervously loud breathing.

She sat down on her bed, and I assumed she wanted me to follow, so I sat down next to her. Bonnie looked into my eyes, and smiled. I smiled back, and raised my eyebrow. "Finn?" she asked.

"Wait," I interrupted, "before you start, I want you to know something. I love you, I've always loved you. I need to say that. Sorry to get all sappy, but I just, want you to love me too. And, I need to tell you something else. You are beautiful. I've always thought so. And, the way you do science, it makes me love you more, and, and the way you talk, and laugh, just makes me love you even more, and-"

PB laughed, "Alright Finn! I get it! You love me!"

"Well… do you, love me?" I asked.

She bit her lip. Glob, I love when she does that. Before she could answer, there was a knock at the door. "Princess, Princess are you okay in there?" Peppy B said in a muffled voice through the door. Princess Bubblegum rolled her eyes and walked across her room to answer it. "Yes Peppermint, I'm fine, now don't come up here again."

"But, but princess, I thought-" She slammed the door in his face before the poor candy guy could finish his sentence. She looked back at me and sighed. Instead of coming back to sit next to me, she went to her wardrobe, and pulled out a hot pink robe. I got up and smiled, "No, don't put that on, you look much better without it."

She smirked back, "Well okay then." PB put the robe back in the wardrobe, and came closer to me. "You didn't answer me," I added.

She stood in front of me, and looked up at me again. The princess bit her lip for the second time, and looked at her feet. I could hear her breathing nervously, dying to know what was going on in that big, gorgeous brain of hers.

(Princess Bubblegum's thoughts)

I couldn't tell him I love him. Not yet. I just couldn't do it. I wasn't ready to love someone so fast. My mind raced, looking for an answer to what I should do. I looked away from him, and looked around the room, trying to find a distraction. Finn obviously noticed my struggle, and he placed his hand on my cheek, to get my attention. His face saddened, and he whispered, "I understand. You don't have to…"

I had never seen him so sensitive. This big, strong, hero, turning all sappy and loving, for me. The hero who I thought wasn't capable of even crying anymore, is now pouring his heart out to me, and I was going to have to let him down. I held my breath, as his hurting eyes saw through mine.

There was a silence. Neither of us said anything. There was nothing to say. We both stood face to face, looking at each other, not even breathing. I looked at my bare feet again, expecting him to walk out furiously, and never speak to me again. But he didn't. He stayed there, in front of me. Then, out of the blue, he grabbed my hand. "I understand. But, if you don't love me, I hope we can still be friends," he replied. This was it. I was losing him. He let go of my hand, and headed for the balcony. I stood in awe for a moment, actually feeling brain dead, for the first time in my life. He opened the glass doors, moving swiftly and quietly.

Not even feeling control of my body anymore, I jogged over to him, loudly whispering his name. "Finn, Finn!" I said, grabbing his hand before he could get to the edge of the balcony. He looked back with bright eyes, like he was expecting me to do this. 'This is where I tell him my feelings, isn't it,' I thought to myself. I breathed out, then in, as he looked at me, waiting for me to tell him I loved him.

Then, with a heavy heart, I looked down to the candy ground and sighed three words, "Happy birthday Finn." That was that. With one swift motion, he ripped his hand away from mine, and climbed off the balcony, and down the tower. I could have sworn I saw a tear fall from the hero's face while he was climbing down.