Hey! I'm basically writing this story to see if I can still write good stories. I have a feeling I lost my touch when I posted Gone and nobody reviewed so I wanna see if it is the same will all of my new stories. So here it is. I own nothing.
Nobody's P.O.V.
Finn was at Marceline's house. They had just finished a jam session and now they were just fooling around. Finn was annoying Marceline by taking old books off her shelf and asking what they were about.
"Hey Marcy!" Finn called, "What is this one?"
It was different from the rest. The others had words written on them from computers, this one was hand written. Marceline looked to see which he had, and nearly fell out of her seat trying to get it back from him.
Finn had had a growth spurt when he turned 15 and now was two inches taller then Marceline. What seemed to be so important turned into a game as they both tried to pin to other for the book.
Finn ended up pinning Marceline. She struggled to get up but Finn could over power her.
"What is the book about?" Finn asked.
She sighed. She looked him dead in the eye as a sign for him to let her up. He did, and she went over to the couch, book in hand.
"This is a book from before the Mushroom War," she said, staring at the floor in front of her. "that I wrote. Or rather, made. It is a book on types of bats."
"Bats? Like the kind of bat you are?" he asked.
"No Finn... During the Mushroom War, there was many vampires. What made me different was-" she said, but was cut off by Finn.
"You're the queen." he stated.
"That, and they all knew what type of bat they were. I never knew. I think that is part of the reason why I survived. All of them had a weakness from their bat. Since nobody knew which I was so they had a harder time killing me. Now-a-days they would just use garlic or sunlight." she said.
Finn flipped through the book. It had a picture of a bat, and then the name and some stuff about it. At the back there was probably four pages ripped out.
"What happened to these pages?" he asked.
"Those are the pages I need the most. I have checked every page in that book for the type of bat I was, but none of them matched. So I have a feeling I'm one of the bats on the missing pages." she said.
"Marcy, I promise I'm going to help you find out what bat you are." Finn said boldly.
"Finn, that is sweet but the only way we can is if we get my other book in the Vampire Kingdom." Marceline said.
"Why is that so hard?" he asked.
"You know how there isn't any vampire king? Well I killed him, and I am not aloud to return to the kingdom until I have a new king with me. I still get to keep my throne thought." she said.
There was silents. Marceline and Finn had both come up with an idea but they did not want to say it. Even thought they had the SAME idea.
"What if you said someone was going to be the king?" Finn asked.
"They probably would believe it. Have anyone in mind, Finny?" Marceline asked, knowing who Finn was thinking about. He blushed.
"I could do it... I mean, I did promise you I'd help." Finn said. She smiled.
"Okay, but there is a few kinks. The only colors we wear in the Vampire Kingdom are black, violet, red, dark blue and some wear dark gray. And plus, they have to think you are undead." she said.
It took Finn a moment to realize what she meant. They were going to pretend he was a vampire.
"How are we going to pretend I'm a vampire?" Finn asked.
"A little work, clothes change, oh, and your gonna have to lose the hat." she said. Finn got wide eyed, but took it off. He did promise himself into this...
Marceline stared in awe at Finn's hair, as he had never shown anyone it before. It was passed his ears, and above his chin.
Finn blushed. He always felt weird about showing his hair to people. But this time he felt different.
Finn's P.O.V.
Marceline told me what I would have to wear, and I rushed home. I didn't bother to put my hat back on. Jake was home from his date, covered in lipstick marks.
I explained what happened. He raised an eyebrow when I said I had to pretend to be Marceline's fiance, but said nothing.
"Why is it when you talk to other girls you're tongue-tied but when you're with Marceline you're fine? And how the hell did she get you to pretend to be her fiance?" he asked.
I rubbed the back of my neck. "Actually... It was my idea..." I admitted. Now he burst out laughing. "And Marcy isn't like other girls, she is easy to talk to."
"Glob you sound like a love-struck idiot." he said. This time I slapped him. He started pouting. I chuckled.
"Just get me a suit, dude."
So that is chapter one! I just painted my nails in a One Direction theme, it took four hours. My nails look great thought! Please review!
~Batman's Favorite Daughter~