Hi there! Forgive me if I make any mistakes, this is my first Adventure Time fanfiction. I hope you like it, ENJOY! :')
"Fionna?" a voice called.
"Hellooo? Fionna? Dude?" I open my eyes to see an 18-year-old boy leaning over me, in an odd, inappropriate position. He looks over me with his curious red eyes.
Instantly, I kick him backward. "D-don't-" I shake my head. "What the math do you think you're doing!? Stay back!"
He hisses at me. "What was that for?"
I shake my head. "W-w-what are you doing here?"
"Taking care of you! You should be thankful, if anything." The gray-skinned boy shakes his head shamefully. "You're lucky you've got someone as awesome as me around to baby you."
The cat beside him nods, "Mmmhmm girl! What were you thinking, kicking Marshall like that? Are you still-"
I cut her off. "W-who's Marshall? Where am I? W... who are you?" It's a cat. How can the cat talk? "Why are you talking to me... W-what...?"
The two of them exchange looks, and somber for a minute, before bursting into laughter. "Haha, good one, Fionna!" the boy laughs, slapping his knee. "I almost believed you for a second!"
"...I-i don't understand. Who are you? What are you talking about? Where am I?" Shaking my head, I look towards the mysterious boy. "What did you do to me!?"
He backs away, shaking his head. "Woah, woah, girl. I didn't do anything."
He laughs, then winks. "I'm innocent, for once."
I try to pull myself up, then immediately start towards the door. Feeling drowsy again, my knees buckle. I collapse.
But right before I'm about to hit the ground, someone catches me. It's the mysterious boy. He gazes into my eyes. For a minute, it's like I'm floating... Or am I?
His hand slides across my forehead. "You seem a little hot..." he sighs. "Looks like I'm still gonna have to take care of you. There's no way Cake can handle this on her own."
The cat objects. "Nuh uh! That ain't true, and you know it!"
"Oh yeah? Then maybe I should go..."
"No! Stay!"
The cat, Cake, feels my forehead as well. "... I think she's getting better."
I look at them both, then shake my head. "Let me go! You've got the wrong girl! Who are you guys!?"
The boy looks at me then smirks, sticking out his tongue. "I'm Marshall Lee, silly. Vampire King and rad bassist. And your best friend!"
I shake my head.
"What? You don't remember?" he pulls back, then hisses. "This isn't funny anymore, Fionna! Just quit the act!"
"What act!? Let me go! You've got the wrong girl!" I struggle to get out of his grip, but it only tightens. He spins me.
"Go to sleep, Fi." he sighs, setting me down on the couch.
"I-i don't-"
"Shh!" he whispers, putting his finger to my lips. "Just sleep. You'll feel better tomorrow."
"But I don't know-"
"Shh."