Black
That's the color that came to mind when Princess Bubblegum thought of happiness. Or friendship. Or.. or even love. Every so often a close friend would sneak into her room at night, her dark black hair always disheveled yet glamourous, and falling perfectly chaoticly over her dark clothing. They would talk for hours about nothing in particular; who had the best fashion sense, what were their favourite activities, and occasionally, who they thought was cute. Tonight, after the pink princess had slipped out of her royal attire and into her flowing hot pink night gown, and stepped out of her changing quarters to see a familiar grey body lounging in her bed, which had previously been the same shade as the princess's gown but now was a dull white, the conversation ensuing started veering that direction. This topic always made Bubblegum uncomfortable, because her feelings toward Marceline the Vampire Queen were usually a confused mess and thats all that came to mind in that department. But pondering her friendship earlier that day had brought her to the conclusion that this feeling could only be love.
"Yo bubbles, you even listening? I asked you if you had yourself a mancrush like two minutes ago." Marcy jested as she nudged her friend gently back into awareness. "Oh, yeah. No, I mean. I don't have a mancrush but I am listening. I just got lost in thought. Pardon me." She said attempting to recollect her usually impeccable composure and silently thanking Gob that her skin was already blushed naturally. "Oh," said the vampire, her curiosity piqued, "so there is a lil crush though, huh? C'mon, you can tell me." The pink princess looked at the floor bashfully and took a breath. "Well yeah I have a crush. It's just.. wow, I'm having a hard time thinking of how to say this.." Marcy noticed how she was looking away and grinning shyly as she spoke. She eased her grey hand over the bright pink one on the bed next to it. "I think I get the idea," she said, and leaned in to kiss her friend's cheek. Bubblegum's heart started racing and a beaming smile lit up her face as she flung her arms around the neck of the vampire queen and planted a kiss directly on her lips. It was somewhat sloppy; Peebles isn't very experienced in that field, nor Marceline, despite her age, but they both enjoyed it and couldn't contain their giggling. Marceline put her arms around Bubblegum's waist and pulled her close, laying down on the bed and cuddling with her. The Candy Princess rested her head on her companion's chest and closed her eyes. "So does this mean we're together?" She asked drowsily. "Well I should certainly hope so," came the amused response. "Good," the princess grinned, "because that means I can do this whenever I want now." And she leaned up to kiss her girlfriend again, a long and lingering kiss that made Marceline feel warm and fuzzy inside and reminded her of when she was younger, and rested her head where it lay previously, soon slipping into a peacful sleep. As Marceline lay under her sweet partner, staring at the ceiling and listening to her breath, she slowly drifted into sleep herself.