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What's the deal, bro?
I called you for grub forever ago.
I feel like crud, man.
Why do I feel like such crud?
Um...
Is it 'cause you lost the Finn sword?
No.
Is it 'cause you lost your arm again
and it got replaced with a metal one?
No. The arm's cool.
Is it...
'cause you got, like, a grass clone
that lives on our roof?
No. That's fine.
Um, is it...
'cause you crushed every bone in Susan's body
and put her in the hospital?
Susan?! I totally forgot!
I gotta make sure she's all right.
Wait!
What about...
He's not becoming part of the tree
or something mythological like that, is he?
He's just thinking.
There's a bird building a nest in his mouth.
Hey, Grass Finn.
You all right?
Okay. I've gotta run an errand.
But Jake will be around.
I'll be back in a couple hours.
Man, IDK.
This guy kinda gives me the willies.
Just set him up with some activities.
Pretend he's me.
He is me.
Yeah, I guess so.
I'll just do... Finn stuff with him.
Thanks, bro.
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Grass Finn! I made meatloaf!
Oh, boy!
My favorite!
Hey, that's Finn's meatlo...
Yeah... my meatloaf bib.
What about it?
Nothing.
This just has to rest for a while and...
I want my meatloaf now!
Ha! Okay, okay.
Just how you like it.
Mm-hmm!
You lost some there.
It's this grass bod.
I guess grass boys don't get any meatloaf.
It's okay.
We'll just find you a new favorite food.
Susan?
Can you hear me?
I'm sorry I couldn't stop you earlier.
I lost control...
and I realized when my arm went all nasty
that being out of control like that was so scary and...
And painful.
And that's how you must've felt
after your brain jazz got fried by that eel
and he went bonkers on everyone.
I wasn't strong enough to stop you.
In a way, this is all my fault.
Finn! You did this?!
Doctor Princess!
Do you know what it means
that she's hooked up to these?
Do you even know what that one does...
And the creepy breathing one?
And that yucky dripping bag?
Ugh!
What are you going to do to fix this?
I'll do anything to help Susan.
- Anything? - Yes!
Good, 'cause I'm tired of doing double shifts.
Put this on.
Okay, you're a doctor now.
Good luck.
Wait, wait, whoa, whoa, wait!
I don't know how to doctor!
Look, no one really knows anything.
The truth is...
I'm not technically a doctor.
I don't even have a medical degree.
I just came in here one day for an X-ray,
and my first name is Doctor,
so, well, one thing led to another.
Ciao.
Wait! Doctor Princess!
Hey, Doc, can you help me?
Sorry. I'm not a real...
Aha! Just what we need... A real Finn-style tune.
I can't breathe.
I can't make music, I can't breathe, I can't...
Hey, hey. It's okay!
Not breathing is cool.
Hey, I know what you like... Fighting evil!
Yeah! I hate evil!
Well, let's give trouble to some trouble!
You take the lead on this one, brother.
Know any evil dungeons you want to smash?
Yeah. I know somewhere evil.
Where does it hurt?
It's the big one for me, Doc.
It's really over.
I get this pain in my paw,
and it just stays in my paw.
Oh, it's horrible.
Ah!
Wow!
You're a healing genius, Doc.
Huh. This place feels kinda familiar somehow.
Huh?!
Grass Finn! help me!
Jake?!
Ouch! Ouch!
Jake! Hold on!
H-Hey! Great job, man!
Hmm!
Okay.
Where's the next patient?
In here, Doctor.
Hey, baby!
What?! Where's Doctor Princess?!
I just wanted some TLC from a cute gal.
So, uh...
how's your, uh... general condition?
My back is in agony, like always.
My toes taste like candy corn. Is that bad?
And everything smells like licorice...
Except for licorice, which smells like...
Wha?!
How do you feel, Ice King?
I... feel...
great!
Oh, mama!
I feel 500 years old again!
Hey, we should hit the town, go dancing...
"Doctor Finn."
This feels pretty right.
All right.
So you've fought your way to the center of the maze.
But to pass this gate, you must answer my deadly riddle.
"What squats on stony feet"...
Time.
The answer was probably "time," right?
Good job, man.
Real good job.
Aw, come on.
This is where the evil is.
And I'm-a gonna kill it!
Hey... why don't we take five?
Who's out there?!
Busting into the Grassy Wizard's grassy fortress?!
Use your head!
Hey. Do I know you?
Uh, duh! I'm Jake the dog.
Everybody knows me.
No. I think he means me.
He...
He... made me.
I did?
I did!
The, uh... The... the... the...
the grass sword!
Geez, my memory is bad.
Okay, guy, I got a lot of big questions for you.
Why did you make me?
Am I bad?
Am I part of a conspiracy
hatched by one of Finn's enemies?
Or am I an eternal curse sent by the globs?
No, nothing like that.
I just thought it would be cool.
"Grass blade"... It's a sort of pun.
Actually, this is great for me, personally.
Since you're my creation, you have to do what I say!
Chop up this trespassing dog!
I am your master...
Ooh!
Obey m... Oof!
Okay, maybe just leave... Ugh!
Hey, buddy, that's... that's plenty.
Fight the evil, right?
Yeah... but not like that.
It ain't right.
Not ri... right?
Right here in my hand...
I hold the latest miracle cure.
Once I release this surgical sword,
Susan's warrior instincts will kick in
and she'll snap back to consciousness.
Any questions?
No, let's see where this goes.
I want to see brains.
All right.
Hey, y'all. I'm back.
What?!
A sword?!
That's not how you practice medicine!
Don't listen to her, Doc. You're great!
You fixed me up tip-top.
Jibbs! Did your hand always look like that?!
Well... I guess maybe not.
But I trust you.
Yo, yo, yo, Mr. Fox! What's going on...
Aagh! My back!
I'm no doctor.
That felt kind of right for a while. But nah.
They would've been better off if I had just stayed out of it.
Uh, yeah, speaking of that...
Banana guards, prep the garden shed.
We need 50cc of fertilizer, stat!
See, Grass Finn?
In the end, you did the right thing...
Just like Finn would have.
Uh... good job, grass me.
But I'm not you.
It's clear that I'm someone else.
So from now on, call me...
Fern the human.
Oof!
Hello.
Excuse me. Fern needs this bike.
No!
Starchy's midlife crisis!
Hey, Fern, wait!
Let him go, man.
Trust me.
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