((I told myself I’d be done for tonight…
Tree Trunks trudged on, encountering increasing foliage similar to the first along the path. She didn’t have any difficulty clearing these as she did earlier.
The day dragged on and the temperature stayed as pleasant as earlier, however, the sky had grown slightly darker. Tree Trunks sang her favorite song as she tapped the rhythm with her feet on the rocky path, doing as much dancing as her old bones would allow.
She was quite distracted by her little show that she smacked face-first into a tree that had grown right in the center of the path. (That had grown much rockier from the elements and the lack of tending)
"Well who planted you there Mr. Tree?" Tree Trunks smiled at herself, talking to the trees has always helped her feel less alone.
“The Lich has implanted me into this sacred ground. If you tread upon it, you will die a horrible death," The words had found themselves into Tree Trunks’ mind, however the tree remained still.
She stood in disbelief.
"All these years in.. in talking to my trees, and… and the first to talk back, is… evil?" Tree Trunks gulped as fear immobilized her.
The temperature dropped harshly, and the wind picked up and was sent howling through the trees.
Tree Trunks felt the words in her mind again.
“Eat the fruit,” These words were much quieter than earlier.
"Eat the fruit," Tree Trunks repeated unconsciously, as the land of Ooo faded to black.
Tree Trunks awoke, obviously shaken.
"Sorry to intrude, Tree Trunks," Finn said, “but we saw you had a pie in the oven and we didn’t want it to burn, we were going to wake you, but I guess you heard us first."
"Why thank you kind sirs," Tree Trunks replied, trying to forget the nightmare. She glances at the oven, “How strange, I don’t remember baking a pie yet today…"
"Maybe your memories going away," Jake chuckled, “You are getting pretty old." This was received by a stern punch from Finn.
Tree Trunks sat up from bed and walked over to the oven. She put on oven mitts and took the pie out of the oven.
”Smells delicious,” Finn said dreamily while inhaling deeply.
She walked the pie over to the table laying one oven mitt on the table and setting the pie down with the other. Tree Trunks walked back to the counter, grabbed a knife, and sliced the pie.
"Eat up!" Tree Trunks exclaimed jollily.
Finn and Jake rushed over to the seats surrounding the table and loaded up the plates Tree Trunks brought over with the steaming pie.
After taking a few bites Finn stops, “Say Tree Trunks, what flavor is this?”
"Eat the fruit," a voice that does not belong to the sweet, old elephant demands.
Far away, the Lich smiled.