A/N: Welcome to chapter three of Unthinkable Agony, I hope you enjoy and please review!

-MOTH

Crispy

He woke up with the sun in his eyes. He groaned and went to pull his hat over his head, but found that he was only pulling at his own blonde locks; his hat was not on his head. He was about to try bury himself under the furs when he sleepily realized that something was amiss. Finn hastily rubbed the sleep out of his eyes and made his way into the living room.

There were still scorch marks on the floor from his and Flame Princess's wild night, his shoes were still melted to the wood. The Hero of Ooo smirked a little when he saw scorch marks on the floor that actually spelt out words.

I love you

Finn glanced up at the fire place to find his beloved Flame Princess curled up in the hearth like a cat, breathing gently a little lava dribble of drool pooling out of the side of her open mouth. He smiled and gently stroked her cheek, so that it would only leave his hand red from her heat and not burned.

Flame Princess wearily opened her amber-glow colored eyes, her cheeks turning red. She sat up, the wood around her burnt to ashes. "I'm sorry, Honey…I-I didn't want to be alone…but I didn't want to burn down your house…so…" she quickly stepped out of the fireplace and into the morning sun that greeted the two of them.

"It's fine, FP." Finn smiled and kissed her on the cheek.

"I-I need more scented candles…but I don't know where to get them." She stammered, all embarrassed and feeling ashamed for bothering her love so something as trifle as candles that smelled nice.

"Is that why you came over last night because you were having trouble sleeping?" Finn asked as he ran his hand against the still rain covered grass. Puddles were scattered all around the tree house from last night's rainstorm.

Flame Princess nodded her cheeks still red. "And also because I missed you a lot, honey…"

Finn felt his own cheeks starting to heat. "I'll go get you some more candles, FP."

"Are you sure it isn't too much trouble?" Flame Princess hated having to ask, but her candles were nothing but a pool of wax now.

Finn shrugged, "Whatev, there for you so it isn't a biggie." He smiled at Flame Princess and went back inside to change out of his footie pajamas.

Flame Princess waited for him outside, she swept over her hand over the grass just like Finn had done early and felt prickles of pain hit her hand. She bit her lip as lava tears pricked at the edge of coal-black eyes. She looked up from examining the rain-covered grass to see Finn wearing his usual outfit, still tugging his hat around his blonde hair, the family sword over his back.

"I'll be back soon. Y-You can wait here, I guess, and play BMO…if you wanna…" the Hero of Ooo placed a kiss to Flame Princess's hand before walking off.

Flame Princess watched him go with a blush on her cheeks before she stood up from her crouched position and went back inside. She decided to look for the video game creature named BMO, but BMO fearing for his life and of melted circuitry, hid away from her in the chicken coop with Lorraine.

Finn whistled a nameless tune while he searched for Flame Princess scented candles, but all he could remember about them was that they smelled like an old lady, and no matter how many candles he looked at in the store, he could not find them. He found himself musing over some apple-scented candles when he accidently bumped into someone that went right up to ankles.

He looked down at smiled, "Oh, hey Tree Trunks."

The little yellow elephant looked up at him and smiled back, a basket of apples on her back. "Hello Finn."

Finn hesitantly grabbed some pine-tree scented candles, fearing that Flame Princess would not be happy with his choice, and made his way to the register to pay for them.

"So how are you and Mr. Pig doing?" The Hero of Ooo asked while his purchase was being rung up.

"We're doin' just fine, Finn. In fact, I'm gonna go back home to make him an apple pie." Trunks said with a blush to her cheeks.

"I bet FP would love tasting an apple pie!" Hey Tree Trunks, could you teach me how to make one?" Finn asked as they left the candle store.

The little yellow elephant grinned, "Sure, Finn. I would be happy too."

The sun had dipped low in the sky by the time Finn made it back to the tree house. He was covered in flour and there were nicks on his fingers from trying to slice the apples, but otherwise then that he could not be more pleased with his treat he made for Flame Princess. He peaked in through the window, and smiled gently. Flame Princess was hovering above the kitchen table, her face crinkled with frustration as she tried her best to fold a piece of paper into an airplane, but the edges kept curling up black from her flame and turning into ashes. She let out a cry of frustration, as her flame rose in anger and temperature.

"Why can't I make a dumb airplane?" She cried and looked over at Finn shyly as he entered the house.

He sent down the basket with her candles and the apple pie, and placed a kiss to her cheek. His lips slightly blistering. "Forget about dumb paper planes for now. I brought you back a present."

"A-A present for me?" Flame Princess stammered, once again blushing as she lifted the checkered handkerchief away from the basket, careful not to burn it.

Finn nodded and walked into the kitchen to find an ice cube for his lips. He raised an eyebrow when he found BMO shivering in the freezer. "BMO, what are you doing?"

"Hiding." He said, chattering from the cold. "Lorraine kicked me out of the chicken coop."

Finn shrugged and set BMO down on the floor before getting an ice cube and starting to suck on it. He smiled a little at look of surprise and awe on Flame Princess's face. She carefully lifted the tin that held the brown and crispy apple pie. She sliced a piece out with the flame that came from her fingertip and lifted it to her mouth.

She devoured it with pie crust crumbs turning to ash against her face, and smile on her puffy apple-pie filled face.

Finn chuckled and poured himself a glass of milk and sat down across her from, getting himself his own slice. "How is it?"

Flame Princess smiled, "Crispy."