Hey guys! So after a long time of planning stories and scratching them later on, I finally settled on something I started not even a week ago. Yayz!

P.S. Finn is like 16ish right now (I love using -ish for some reason)

Finn's POV

"FINN, HAVE YOU SEEN MY BAG?!"

I moaned and turned to the other side of my bed. "No!" I shouted back, but I responded so weakly, I didn't think he heard me. I knew Jake was most likely going out with Lady Rainicorn, but that didn't seem like a good reason to wake me up so suddenly. Whatever. No point in trying to go back to sleep now.

I did the mistake of getting up and stretching in front of the window, where I was blinded by the blazing morning sunrise. Great. Now my hearing senses and my vision were no use.

"NEVER MIND, I FOUND IT! I'M GOING TO LADY'S PLACE FOR A WHILE, OK?!" Jake shouted again from downstairs.

I didn't want to lose my voice as well, so I spoke just loud enough so that he could hear me."Oh, so you're just gonna leave me here all by myself?" That was not entirely true. BMO was here.

"SORRY, IT'S CUZ-"

"I'm joking," I told him, "I'm going to Marcy's for another jam session! Have fun!"

"YOU TOO! DON'T HAVE TOO MUCH FUN, THOUGH!"

Huh? What was that supposed to mean? Oh well, I had no interest in figuring out Jake's twisted wordplay again. I got dressed in my regular baby blue shirt and dark blue shorts, slipped on my shoes, and went to wake BMO up. Man, how did he sleep through Jake's yelling? (AN: I KNOW ITS NOT A BOY OR GIRL BUT I HAD TO USE SOMETHING)

"BMO, I'm going to Marceline's place for a while, I'll be back later!" I jumped down the flight of stairs and my hands flew to my empty stomach. I hadn't had anything besides a small cheeseburger for three days, but I tried my best to ignore it.

"Aren't you forgetting breakfast?" BMO looked up at me.

"...I'll live without it," I lied before grabbing my bag and shutting the door behind me.

I raised my head confidently and proudly, my hat cut around the front and back of the neck so that I could tie it like one of those winter hats, but my heart said otherwise. I mean, I liked Marceline a lot, but what was that supposed to mean? I think I liked her more than a friend. What was that feeling called? Ugh! Well, it wasn't like I had anyone to explain these kind of feelings to me, (Jake was always too busy and would just say "You're too young!") nor was I actually willing to talk about them.

Jake already had a girlfriend. He even had his own family! And what about me? Had the universe forgotten that I had the right to be happy, too?

Marceline's POV

I stepped outside into the shallow grotto/cave thing I lived in. Other than a cool, gentle fall breeze, it didn't feel any different than my own house. Not just because of the wind, but as a vampire, nature was my second home. The dark kind, of course, I wasn't implying stuff like sunshine and rainbows.

I went to my backyard and was greeted by Schwabl, my pet zombie poodle. He growled at me and looked like he was going to pounce, but he decided to leave me alone this time. Growling. Staring at one another. This is as close to love as we could ever get.

"Why's Finn taking so long?" I asked to no one in particular. I looked at my watch. It was way past noon already. He was usually (strangely) punctual.

"Boo."

I gasped and jerked my head around. Wait, did that just… scare me a little? What was wrong with me today?

I rolled my eyes when I heard laughter coming from the back of the house. "Finn! What the heck was that for?"

"Well, I didn't think I could scare a vampire, but I guess I beat the odds today," He said proudly.

I shot him a look- the type I usually saved for Bubblegum- but I guess it was a little funny. Of course, I would never admit that. Ugh. Guys.

"Aw, your dog's pretty cute," he said as he kneeled down to the dog licking him with joy. I stared at the two in bewilderment, since I've never seen Schwabl act one bit like a normal dog. Or the slightest bit happy, anyway. "So when do you wanna start?" He gestured to my axe-bass hanging from the strap behind me.

"Oh, umm, right," I stuttered. The truth was, I didn't really need him for another jam session- I was fine by myself- but I really wanted Finn with me. For what reason exactly? I guess I wasn't feeling so sure about myself lately. What does that mean? I have no idea.

"We should probably go inside," I suggested, "Its getting pretty cold outside." What? Those words sounded so wrong coming out of my mouth.

"Sure," he answered as he got up out of the dog's reach- although Schwabl didn't really seem to like that- but he asked exactly what I was expecting to hear: "Wait, how can you be cold? You're a cold-blooded vampire, for crying out loud! No, wait, I didn't mean it like that-"

Well, that sounded offensive, didn't it? "Let's just go inside, ok?" I asked him again.

He looked at me for a while, probably trying to figure me out, but I guess he gave up on that when he said a small "Ok."

We went inside (I locked Schwabl out on purpose; I was trying to punish him for acting so... weird) and I started tuning my bass while he helped set up my keyboard. We didn't say one word to each other. The room was tense. And for one moment, I wondered, Why didn't I just stay outside with my dog? I just had to bring the awkwardness into a closed atmosphere, didn't I?

I broke the silence with a long sigh. I get nothing in return. I sigh again.

"Are you ok, Marceline?" He eventually asked.

I was kind of hoping he would worry about me; at the same time, I didn't appreciate pity, especially when it's pointed at me. Still, with all silence-breaking techniques aside, what was wrong with me? Why was feeling this way? Was it that I needed a friend all my life? I mean, this solitary lifestyle seemed to have worked for me for the past 600 years, but… why was I suddenly so not okay with it? Was that the problem? He was my second chance at this, right? How long was I going to take before taking that big step? It was time to prove myself wrong, wasn't it? So that's exactly what I did.

I can only think and hope he was as surprised as I was when I grabbed him into a long, lingering kiss.

I feel like that was kind of short. I don't know. Whatever. I should be happy this is finally up. Yay! Please review if you liked it! Or I just might leave this one uncompleted too... O.O