Hey there guys! This is my first time writing a fic so I hope you'll be easy with me. Also, I picked Bubbline because, well, they're awesome and my OTP. Hahaha. That's all. Ah. Wait! This is AU. As for the setting, their world is kinda modern. You know, with cars and houses and technology in it. So, for the fic... here it goes.
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters of Adventure Time. They all belong to the works and ideas of Pendleton Ward.
Chapter 1
"You know I'm tired of my life. Maybe it's just better to end it", Marceline said with a serious face. She was currently sitting on a chair and plucking the string of her axe bass guitar, testing the sound it draws.
Keila, on the other hand, was playing her electric guitar when Marceline blurted this. She was sitting atop the table they were perched on. For now, they were on break from their jamming session. Looking up to her bandmate and best friend's face, she asked, "You're kidding right?"
The band they were in is called Marceline and The Scream Queens. A few years back, the band was only called The Scream Queens. Back then, they were looking for a lead singer and bassist. And that was when Marceline joined the band. Of course, Marceline and Keila have gone a long way back since Marceline is the vampire queen and Keila is a fellow vampire.
"Hahaha. Yep, I'm just kidding", Marceline said playfully her face not serious anymore not like a while ago. "Though what I want is a new place and new faces to see every day," she answered with a smirk while tilting the chair she was sitting on, still on the verge of plucking strings of her guitar randomly.
"Really? Is Nightosphere that boring to you to move to another place?"
"WHHAAAATTT?! MARCYYLINEEE? You're gonna quit the band?"
At this moment, Bongo and Guy who bought food for all of them just got back. They joined Marceline and Keila and placed the food at the table beside Keila.
Grabbing a red licorice, Marceline sipped the red of the sweet candy. "No, no, no. I'm not quitting the band. Just moving. That's it. I just felt that there's something missing out in my life. Again."
"Huh? What's missing in your life?" asked Guy.
"I don't know but I think I want to leave the Nightosphere. Hmm. I also hate to see Dad."
"Well, if that's what you want. As long as you never leave this band, and we still have jamming sessions together, I think I'm fine with that." Keila pointed out while drinking the red out of a strawberry.
"Me too." Bongo and Guy said together.
Later on, they finished all they were eating and stood up. Throwing all the mess they left at the table, they walked up to the elevated platform and finally got ready for another song. Just when they were hooking their instruments in their amps, Keila asked Marceline when she would be leaving.
"Well, after this." Marceline said with another smirk. Smirking that smirk Marceline could only do.
"Wow. That means you're already packed? Are you really that excited to leave us?" Guy exclaimed with wide eyes.
"Dudes! You're not even living here in the Nigthosphere. We're all living in different places and twice or thrice a month we met and jammed. There'll be no change. And yeah, I already packed my things although it's just a backpack containing a few clothes and my notes in it and of course my axe guitar. I don't need to pack so many things since I already have a house and the things I need there."
Well, I could buy things if I had no longer had anything. She thought otherwise.
What Marceline couldn't believe was that her band mates were all freaking out. Well, except for Keila. She thought that Keila was finding this as an opportunity to make her feel relaxed from that accident because Marceline was still not okay even though she was acting pretty tough.
She was about to remember the accident when-
"YOU HAVE A HOUSE THERE?" they screamed.
"Where's this place Marceline? You never said anything about buying a house there." This was Keila speaking.
"Well, I did not buy it. I made it." They were all looking at Marceline with unbelieving faces. "Whaaat? I really did make it. I was... Well, I couldn't remember but I made it when I was-uhm younger. I just got bored with life." Marceline shrugged.
"What a typical vampire thing, building a house just because she's bored with her own life." Guy said laughing the idea that Marceline built a house.
At this point, they completely forgottten the fact that they were jamming out due to all the questions and answers they threw to each other.
"Hey, you never answered Keila's question Marce", Bongo remembered all of the sudden.
"Ah. Yeah. That's... Uhmmm... Actually, it's mmm", Marceline was scratching the back of her neck. She couldn't remember the name of the city she would be going to.
"Mmm? I never heard of that place before", Guy said
"No no. That's nothing. Well, the name of the city is..." Marceline's voice trailed off.
Oh glob! Why did I forget that stupid name of a place? Wait! Stupid? Ah! I remember now. It's-
"Well?" Keila said, suddenly interrupting Marceline's thoughts.
"It's the Ooo City." Marceline was now smiling. Pleased that she remembered the city she would be spending her time and staying at.
"WHAATT?!" they all screamed in unison. Again.
"Huh? Why are you guys so surprised? And could you please stop screaming guys! That was the second time," Marceline pointed out to them.
"But Marceline, you always said that 'there's nothing good at that place' ," Bongo said, adding quotation marks in the air.
Oh? I said that? When?
Marceline wanted to ask this question but thought otherwise about it. She never wanted to bring that topic again. Marceline shrugged her shoulders. "Well, changed my mind. I want to go there."
They thought about this for a little while until they decided that they were fine with it as long as Marceline would take care of herself.
"Pfft. I'm the Vampire Queen what would happen to me?"
At this, silence surrounds them. Ah, yeah, I kind of forgot that THAT happened to me. Stupid! Stupid!
"Well, are we not gonna play?"
At this point, they started playing yet again continuing what they really intended to do so that afternoon.
12/15/2015
