Hello! ^^ I have a few notes to make before beginning!

First of all, Fionna's age and how much time has passed in Aaa since the present day will remain undetermined mainly because I can't quite determine myself the perfect time and age. Not that it honestly matters or affects the story, anyway.

Second, this was originally made into a lengthy one-shot, but after some thinking, I decided to make this into a two or three part short story instead. Yay! K..

Lastly, be constructive, but don't be brutal; this is my first Adventure Time fan fiction, although I have another in the works, which I hope will totally be as math as this one, if you guys think it is, rather. Either way, best look out for me, guys! Word to your mother!

Timeless
Chapter 1

The pouring rain feels cold against my skin. The cloudy, gray sky pales away the beautiful colors that usually dot the Land of Aaa.

It's quiet, but more-so, it's solemn..

I feel out of my place as I walk towards the circle of umbrellas which shade my Candy friends and a several number of others I don't find significant enough to acknowledge. I'm wearing my usual attire, while everyone else, fits into the occasion; dressed in black.

As soon as they see me, they raise immediate worry at the umbrella that should be in my own hand, but I simply keep my arms crossed to block out the cold air and shake my head, telling them all that I don't need one, leaving them back to their conversations.

While walking away from them, I turn once to see an unwritten slate with a small hole burrowed down in front of it, knowing what, and who, it's for. As I look away, I quickly heave a breath of relief as soon as I see Marshall Lee, standing, erh floating, slightly far from the circle of people hiding away in shelter.

Finally, someone around here that I can actually talk to.

However, even he seems to hold the same look of concern that I still lack.

"Fionna," Before I could blink, he's already five feet closer. "Where's your-"

I shake my head robotically before he can finish, "I'm fine, Marshall.. I don't need one.."

But just as he usually has, he sees right through me, understanding right away without me having to say a word. Quite surprisingly, not about the umbrella or me being cold, though. "You know, it's okay to feel that way."

"No! It's not!" I sigh a bit too loudly, "I shouldn't.. I.. I'm stronger than this.."

Marshall is facing me now, "Look, Fionna, we all loved Cake. It's really hard for, really, any of us to take this in right now. But, it's even harder to imagine how you feel about this, because I know that she was your best friend."

"She.. Cake was my sister.." I mumble quietly, looking down at the ground. I have no intention of bringing my head back up anytime soon.

Marshall doesn't say anymore but continues to stay with me, one hand on my shoulder to show that he wasn't going to leave.

Shortly after, it's made clear that the time has come. I didn't realize how many people had come along until I take a good look around. If anything, Marshall was right: Cake was loved by everyone, considering there must be at least more than a hundred people right now.

Nobody spoke, but simply bowed their heads as they brought Cake over, unrevealed at face, though obviously acknowledged behind the closed casket. Even Lord Monochromicorn, who stood the closest to the grave, could hardly even think to say a word.

As they start to lower her down, the feeling is sudden. The sadness has truly been overwhelming, but everything else just starts to seems so grim..

The future, it seems so bleak. Every day starts to feel like a filler rather than one awaiting for something new. The many adventures that I had once longed to go on are no longer there. My imagination is non-existent, but even more, is my strength, my hope.

What's my purpose of living anymore? Who else will I have with me, in my Treehouse or anywhere in Aaa at all, without her here to accompany me anymore?

There's nothing I can do, not without Cake..

I don't realize that I had completely drowned out the entire ceremony until I start to see crowds of people leaving and that the hole, once empty, has now been filled.

I gasp in shock. Of course I didn't mean to space things out, especially not this. This was supposed to be something I paid attention to, more than anything else. What I did is practically unforgivable.

As soon as most of the people had gone, I ran over to where Cake is now buried. Before I can make it, my foot gets caught on something and I fall to the ground. From what, I surely don't know. But, more importantly, who cares? Getting up is the last thing on my mind right now. I have to be there for Cake, even if she can't be here for me anymore.

If my heart has ever been broken before, the feeling truly doesn't compare to this..

I tried to hold it in for days, especially while everyone else was around, but with the entire area deserted now, I can barely contain the tears welling over my eyes.

I see the tablet, no longer untouched. Now scribed are the words: "Cake The Cat. Adventurer, lover, and friend. Rest in peace." Below it is the picture of her and Mo-Chro together, as happy as can be while in each others' arms. Beside that, I see another one, containing us, posed face-to-face in our usual fist pound position.

My fingers run along the slate as my head, along with my heart, begins to sink lower and lower to the ground. The rain continues to pour, and at this point, I can hardly care how drenched I am.

Every tear, every cry that I continue to release, grows stronger and more painful..

"I'm sorry, Cake.. I'm sorry," is all I can mutter, "I'm sorry.."

And it was then, for the first time, that I felt as if I was really and truly alone..

It wasn't until I realize that I hadn't actually been the only one there, at least at that moment, when I felt a pair of arms swoop me up from the ground with ease as I childishly continued to sob like a baby who was soiled and needed to be changed.

I felt ridiculous, even pouting a little, as I saw Marshall Lee himself right before me. I simply sigh, however, and even face him, eyes now at each other as I desperately try to wipe the tears and apparent sadness out of my own eyes.

I waited for him to say something, but he didn't. Even something like, "Stop!" or "You have to get home and away from the rain!"

I try to read his face, even smiling a little bit, but I drop it immediately as my mind comes up blank. Instead, I simply stare back at him.

Marshall brushes the hair away from my face as he begins to float us away, still without a word. I continue to take an attempt at understanding his expression, as his eyes never really seem to leave mine, except when to see if obstacle or person is to be in the way.

Looking down, I find that I'm now at my Treehouse. Just seeing it already makes my heart feel even more saddened and empty. Marshall puts me down as I whisper a 'thank you,' and he fixed my hat.

As he smiles back and prepares to fly away, possibly to his own home, my hand shoots up, and I can hear myself saying, "Wait!"

Right away, Marshall turns back around, eyes now on me as he awaits for the reason behind my outburst.

"I.. Marshall.." I look down on the ground as I say this, touching the knob on my door as I stare into the dark hallway leading in to the empty Treehouse, "I hate to ask, but.. will you.. stay with me?"

"Stay.. here..? With you?" He repeats, as if in shock. The reason why, I can't quite tell.

I nod meekly, admitting to him of my loneliness, "If it's okay with you.. I'm used to Cake being with me here, but.." After I trail off, I look up at him, "I don't want to feel like I'm using you, Marshall. But, to be honest, you're the closest friend that I have, and.. I'd.. really like it if you'd stay with me.. even if for just a night.. just so I can get used to Cake being gone.."

Marshall still appears shocked even after I finish explaining. Is it because I came off too strong and now he's thinking of a way to let me down easily? Surely, he doesn't believe I think of him that way, does he?

"If.." I begin to say, turning away to open my door, "..you don't want to, I understand."

He immediately stops me, his cold hands my shoulders, "Of course I'd be okay with it, Fionna. Why wouldn't you think so?"

I blush a little, remembering my previous possibility thought out. I quickly disregard, however, as I graciously smile at the thought of not having to be alone tonight after all, "Oh, thank you, Marshall! You don't know how much this means to me!"

Marshall turns away for a minute, then saying, "Anything for you, I'd be happy to do. Besides, this could give me a chance to talk some things out for a bit."

End Chapter One