"Y'all are doin' WHAT?!" The she-cat was seriously peeved off, glaring daggers at the group of teens.
"Jeez sis, chill! You don't have to yell..." The human mumbled, couldn't meet the feline's stare. The other three were standing around her in some kind of semi-protective circle, the prince standing tall, the Vampire lounging in the air with his arms crossed behind his head, and the Elemental shuffling excitedly.
"Yeah, furball. It's not like -" The King started.
"Marshall, honestly, now's not the time -" Gumball jumped.
"Fimeownna! What's wrong with Cake?" The younger prince yowled.
"HUSH UP, ALL Y'ALL!" Total silence, only the angry flicking of a tail, paws crossed. "Now, tell me what the whiskers you're talkin' about!" She finally seethed, once again gathering them under her stern look.
The girl sighed, taking her turn to talk. "Me 'n Peeg 'n Marsh 'n FP are gonna start...Uh...Datin'."
"All...Four of...?" Cake blinked, anger giving way to total confusion. "Together? How's that...?" She put a finger to her chin, thinking, but just couldn't get her head wrapped around it. Sure, they've known eachother for like, fivever, and she knows plenty about partnership, but between more than two people?
"It's quite simple, really. Over the course of the past few weeks, we've each been hanging out together and -"
"What Gumwad's saying is we all like eachother. A lot. So to spare heartache, jealousy, whatever, we figured, hey, why not give it a shot?" Marshall dummed it down, but by the look on her face, it still wasn't clicking.
"It's a lot of fun trying to hold hands." Flame Prince pointed out.
Her little sister's impossibly blue eyes were huge as milk saucers, pleading, looking for approval considering their parents weren't around to give or deny blessing. "Mm...I dunno if that's such a good idea. My baby is the only girl with you hooligans!" Her upper half stretched out to circle them, poking.
"Put those claws away, Ice-Creamy-Cakey-Cake. It was her idea." The undead boy hissed lazily.
Bubba grinned, nodding. "Yes! And besides, she's proven multiple times that she's more than capable enough to handle anything that rears it's vulgar head. The Ice Queen, Marshall's mother, even the Lich."
"Hey! My mom isn't 'vulgar'." The Nightosphere's wayward heir defended. "She's just way...Uh..."
"Evil!" FP laughed.
"Fine." The cat suddenly growled, nose twitching.
"Wait...What?" Aaa's heroine gaped, expression giving way to total glee, but she stayed silent, impatiently waiting to make sure that was really what she just heard. There's been more than one time where her goofy littermate said one thing but meant another, then did something completely different.
"I said fine." She repeated. "Y'all are growed up and can make decisions for y'selves and if this is what you wanna do, I ain't gonna stop you." She sighed in defeat, body deflating to nothing but a fluffy blob.
"Wow, cat. Having kittens made you go all soft. Literally!" Marsh smirked, earning a swift jab to the shoulder.
"Eh, maybe." She shrugged, still jelly-like. "Just promise me somethin', will ya?"
"Sure. What is it?" The prince of the Fire Kingdom questioned.
"Just...Take care of eachother, a'ight? Y'all have been buds for a long time, so don't let nothing change that."
"Heh...Yeah, we promise Cakers." Fionna nodded, slow and solid, then pounced, scooping her best friend up in the crook of one arm along with one of her new boyfriends, then trapping her other's in the other.
"That's my girl." She purred, kissing her forehead.
Mom would be proud. Maybe a little weirded out, but proud.