What I Could Never Let You See
A cloud passed by lazily, casting a slow shadow over the entrance of the dark cave. Marshall watched it creep across the grass outside as he floated in the air over a patch of especially dank mud. He sighed and pulled the bass that had been hanging from his back by a thick leather strap, to his front. Brushing his fingers over some strings, getting a light response from the cords in return. Sighing lightly, he brought his hand back again, strumming a bit harder. The cords echoed throughout the cave and a few curious insects buzzed around the entrance of the cave to get a listen. Marshall kept strumming a wordless tune. The noise was metallic, almost not music. Eerily echoing around him, the ricocheting noise making the song that much more disturbing.
He let his eyes close, trying to let the music overtake him. A low hum bubbled from Marshall's chest, and the chords lightened a bit. His deep voice wrapped around the music, creating a mix of horribly frightening yet beautifully transfixing noise. Then he started singing.
Why do birds
Suddenly appear
Every time
You are near?
Just like me
They long to be
Close to you.
Why do stars
Fall down from the sky
Every time
You walk by?
Just like me
They long to be
Close to you.
He took a breath and the song got lighter, and speed up just barley.
From the day that you were born
The angels got together
And decided to create a dream come true
He drew another breath, as to continue, but instead stopped. The last cords echoed pathetically around the cave.
He opened one of his eyes, and watched as the buzzing insects snapped out of their hypnotized state and fly away. He smirked as he saw a little bunny had been hopping towards his cave, he drew closer to the opening, and barred his jagged teeth at the innocent animal hissing menacingly. The creature squealed and turned off into a different direction, hopping as fast as his little bunny legs would take him.
Marshall chucked at the fleeing bunny. He watched it run until it ran right into a giant paw –that had only just appear- the creature jumped nearly ten feet crying out. Marshall laughed harder at this, and watched amused as the cat shrunk down to size and a young girl jumped to the bunnies rescue.
"Oh little guy, we're so sorry. Didn't see you there!" she picked up the bunny, only to have it squirm out of her grasp, and bonk her on the head as is jumped away.
Marshall laughed again as Fionna rubbed the spot it pounced from.
She glared and shouted, "HEY NOT FUNNY"
Marshall gave her a look and yelled back that it totally was.
Fi huffed, but decidedly trudged inside, with Cake in tow.
"Hey princess, I knew you couldn't stay away from this" he mocked, gesturing to him self.
"Oh, ha ha." She enticed frustrated.
Marshall snickered.
After a moment Fionna remembered why she'd come here.
"Oh yeah, hey Marshall Lee?"
He floated closer, his face inches from hers, "nn yes?"
She blushed, pushing his face away.
"Dude, stop. Anyways PG's throwing this cool, uh, ron-day-view at the candy kingdom this evening to commemorate some science-y thing. And since I know nothing about that junk, and would probably accidentally fall asleep –which I really reaaally don't want to do- so I was wondering if you'd come and make it all not boring. And, uh, stuff."
Marshall smirked. He floated up towards to roof of the cave, and strummed a few fast notes.
"Yeah sure, but do you really think his majesty would want me there?"
"Well he didn't say I couldn't invite you"
"Fionna!" cake gasped.
"Ahohohoo, little miss hero going against her favourite prince's wishes?" He swooped in closer, baring his fangs.
Cake pulled on Fionnas shirt before she could answer the Vampire, "Fi, now I know you know Gumball don't like this guy."
Fionna shot Cake a look. Then turned her attention back to the smirking vampire.
"Firstly, Gumball is NOT my favourite Prince. Ah- I don't have a favourite prince!" She stuttered, flustered.
"Oh right how could I forget? That wad isn't your favourite anymore. At least not when the hothead Flame Prince came along." He snickered, "Or maybe you are more into kings now?"
Fionna didn't say another word, she turned on her heels and started walking off.
"Oh lighten up Fi, I'm only messing with you. Besides I know you have a thing for flame ball."
"Flame Prince" she corrected.
Marshall shrugged, following her up to the opening of his cave. She looked back at him, "I knew that as soon as you caught wind of PG's party thing you'd end up crashing it. So I invited you."
"But now I can't crash it."
"Exactly"
Marshall huffed. He watched as Fionna crawled up onto Cake's back as the cat grew, then took giant steps away. Gone within moments.
Marshall sighed, Bubba doesn't want him there.
He strummed a few notes, listening as they bounced around at the entrance of his cave.
Suddenly, Marshall found himself smirking, and he speedily flew into his house. He put on his especially big sunhat, and long gloves. A torn tank top clung loosely to his chest. Red boots and untorn jeans on -hat tied into place- with his axe instrument dangling on its strap, he ventured into the light of day.