"A Night in Kings bed"

Marshall dressed in an undershirt and shorts stared coldly at Ashley in a nightdress laying on his bed. Sure Ashley looked "hot" so to speak, but Marshall didn't care, everything was a blur to him. The only hair he would play with, legs he would think of touching, lips that he'd dream to kiss, were Fionnas. He remembered Terry's words:"Oh my Lord, my wife is my religion."his wife is his love, his love is his religion. Then my religion is Fionna. thought Marshall. But when he imagined himself worshiping a picture of Fionna on an altar with candles everywhere, praising a piece of her hair on his knees, he laughed then shivered. Well Ashley smashley, I don't care about what she'll think of it, it's my bed and I'll sleep in it! He turned the light off and lied down.

-"Night Marshy." cooed Ashley.

-"Yeah yeah whatever. And stop calling me Marshy Glob damn it" The only one who can call me that way, is the only human left, my bunny.thought he as he fell asleep to dream about blue eyes, short skirts, and white bunny ears.

He awoke in middle of the night still in haze and felt someone near. He got closer to her thinking: Bunny stay with me.-"Love, please don't leave."- said Marshall as he hugged Fionna. Wait Fionna?! He opened his eyes to find Ashley a tad bit confused in his arms. In a jolt reaction Marshall fell off his bed screaming.

-"Fuck! Ashley don't scare me like that!" He stood up and went to a drawer.

-"Scare you! You're the one scaring me!" Hissed Ashley.

-"What! That's crazy son! You know what fuck it! Whatever, I don't give a hell! You can take the stupid bed. I don't want to ever awake in your embrace again!" He took out a small box with a blue button, once pressed turns into an inflatable bed. Marshall turns the lights off.

-"So I'm your love, eh?" Asked Ashley Mockingly.

Marshall smirked-"Oh baby, you only wish some one as sexy as me loved you." He laughed half hearted-"Besides you and I don't fool anyone. We both only want the Kingdom of Nightoshpere and nothing more."

Ashley not surprised luaghed-"It's all right, you better remember that on the alter." she scofed-"Besides I knew your heart was too small to be dating girls and all that jazz." With this remark she fell fast asleep.

Marshall lied down and thought: She's right, It is too small for dates and girls. But it's big enough to love you, Fionna...