Jealous of Ice

Part 1/3

"Petrikobe…" Marceline rolled around her tongue. "No, Petrikuve?" she tried again. "No, that's no it."

"Bonnibel, how do you pronounce this name?" she handed the newspaper she held in her hands to her pink girlfriend who snuggled tightly to her as they were floating a meter above the couch. They were watching a spin-off of Heat Signature called Infra Blue Attack.

"Huh?" Princess Bubblegum rubbed her hands. She was drowsy to several reasons, like the boringness of the movie, the cold air inside Marceline's house, or the surprising warmness of vampire's embrace. But it was mostly the very late hour. Usually it was much easier for Marceline to stay awake during the day than for Bubblegum during the night, but once in a while she insisted on spending a white night with her beloved girlfriend.

"Look at this newspaper and tell me how to pronounce the name right here." Marceline pointed the name.

"Alright…" the princess said with a drunken drowsy smirk on her face.

"Bonnibel?" Marceline asked after Bubblegum just held the newspaper scrap, not even looking at the right side.

The princess closed her eyes and dropped the scrap to the couch.

"No!" Marceline shouted and reached down towards the scrap, catching it before it landed in the floor.

This rattled Bubblegum up, she got out of her drowsiness in a second, she was still very tired, and was ready to go to sleep in any moment, but as least she was sober.

"What happened? What's going on? I told you not to rattle me, Marceline, I am not a baby." were the first sentences she could mutter.

"Don't make a fight now, I only asked you how to pronounce this name."

"Oh. Alright, let me see. It's Simon Petrikov, of course." Bubblegum began showing off her knowledge. "He's responsible of preserving many magical items from being destroyed in The Mushroom War."

"Yeah, I know who he is. I know much better than you."

"You didn't even know his name. Don't sell me bragging, you're starting a fight now."

"Bonnibel…" Marceline began to talk, and then she remembered she should never ever challenge Bubblegum's wide knowledge. It was a sure recipe for an argument.

"I am not trying to say that you're wrong, or that your knowledge is wrong." The Vampire Queen tried for those words to not sound like sarcasm, which was hard because it was, a little. Bubblegum didn't seem pleased, her face seemed pudgy with un-amusement, but it was muffled with a wide gaping yawn.

"I am just trying to expand your knowledge as much as I can." Marceline tried to fix it.

"Alright, speak, but softly and with a stable rhythm and tone." She said and snuggled closer to Marceline, wrapping both her hands around the vampire's back. They were still floating.

Marceline ignored the fact her girlfriend basically asked her for a lullaby and spoke as she was ordered.

"Well," she said like beginning a children book. "I have actually met Simon Petrykube when I was a little girl."

"Petrikov." The pink girl couldn't resist correcting.

"And we were like buddies, or mentor and student for a while." Marceline said. "Or maybe more like… family."

Bubblegum didn't hear that last part, she was already lured into almost-sleep.

"I am going to get you into bed. It might be a little hard, I didn't have time to soften it because you barged in like that."

"Yeah… let's go to sleep…" Bubblegum mumbled as Marceline floated her way to the bedroom.

"You'll go to sleep, Bonnibel, I'll join you in a few hours."

This woke Bubblegum up, and not just to sobriety, but fully waked up energized Candy Girl.

Bubblegum tightened her hold for a moment when they reached the bedroom and then signaled her girlfriend to put her down. She hopped down and landed leg after leg.

She coughed twice and then spoke.

"What?!" her pink face got red.

"What did I do now, Princess?"

"Why can't you sleep next to me? I need your snuggles to fall asleep." Bubblegum blushed, Marceline after hearing that blushed as well and turned her eyes away, mumbling something like "You don't really need to…"

"Well, I'll explain." Marceline, still blushing, cleared her throat and spoke. "I am expecting someone, a special guest."

"But I am here tonight!" Bubblegum complained.

"I know. I know, I was planning to spend the day with you tomorrow, but you insisted on staying the night, so like I said I wasn't prepared." Marceline explained.

"So tell them when they come to go back."

"I cannot do that." Marceline answered quickly.

"Why not?" Bubblegum seemed insulted when her lover wasn't willing to change her plans for her. Marceline could see it in her eyes without being told.

"Well, it's an old friend. I just got to better terms with them and if I turn them away now after a planned visit it will spoil all the progress we made."

Bubblegum contemplated that for a while. She eventually sighed and spoke.

"Fine, I'll stay awake with you guys for a while. Too bad, I was really hoping for some quality snuggling tonight." Bonnibel said, the last sentence made Marceline chuckle and made them both happy.

Which was too bad because Marceline had to spoil it.

"Actually, I was hoping you could not hang with us, you know, get some sleep. Maybe hide maybe?" There was no way Marceline could make that sound appealing.

There was no need for Bubblegum to speak, the anger almost radiated from her skin.

Marceline was about to make an excuse, about not wanting to reveal their relationship, or something like that. But she didn't need to, because at that time the door-bell rang.

"He's here!" Marceline said quickly, she floated near the princess and kissed her cheek softly yet passionately. Bubblegum blushed mad and couldn't say anything but "I am still mad" with eyes turning away.

"Good night." Marceline said floated out of the room.

"Wait!" Bubblegum asked just in time, "Who's here?"

Marceline turned away slowly, no blush and with an expressionless face.

"Simon's here."