Chapter 1

This is my first time writing fanfiction so I'm a bit nervous about uploading it but I really hope you enjoy it. I would absolutely love if you commented with criticism, point out things I did wrong and other things to help me improve my story. Enjoy!

Oh and do you think Fiona should be spelled with two or one "N"s because I'm not sure.

"Tiny bunny no match for Gorgon the Great!" The rock monster boomed at the small girl as he beat his chest with his boulder-like fists.

The young heroine laughed out loud, "Yeah, okay buddy, whatever you say." She raised her demon blood sword and charged at the rock monster that was ten times her size and made of, well, rocks. The girl leaped onto it's leg and used the various rocks that made it up to climb quickly up to it's knee. Before it could stop her she plunged her sword in between two boulders where she guessed its knee was. The monster roared in pain and rage, but before it could grab her, the girl climbed further up its body.

"I will kill you for breaking into my lair!" It cried out, now furious. When the heroine had gotten up to its enormous head she moved to put her red sword through its forehead, but she was too slow and the monster swatted her with its giant hand. It's hand went into her torso and made her small body fly into a nearby tree. She slumped to the ground, unmoving. Blood trickled down her face and soaked through her baby-blue shirt. Her skirt was ripped in places and her green backpack laid next to her, torn, with it's contents strewn on the ground. The monster roared in victory and then suddenly cried out in pain. The girl struggled to open her eyes when she heard its body slam to the ground. She heard a wicked laugh and the sound of something heard smashing rock. No, not just something hard something that wasn't meant for fighting something like...

A bass guitar.

A few seconds later she was picked up by a pair of cold, strong hands. Her eyes finally fluttered open and met a pair of very familiar red ones.

"Marshal Lee," His name barely came out as a whisper.

"Shhh Fi, you're going to be okay." He whispered softly. She smiled weakly, then everything went dark.

When her eyes opened again, Fiona panicked, she wasn't in her treehouse. She was lying on a very hard, red couch in a room. It took her a few moments to realize she was in Marshal's living room. She sat up on his couch, wincing as pain rocketed through her body at the action. She felt dizzy upon sitting up and began rubbing her head where, to her surprise, there was a bandage. Her long, blonde hair fell down her back and she realized she wasn't wearing her hat. When she looked down at herself to see the damage the fight had caused she found that she wasn't wearing her adventuring clothes. She was wearing a loose pair of gray sweatpants and a large T-shirt with a skull on it.

She shifted on the couch again and almost cried out in pain. She lifted her shirt a bit to asses the damage, she had a white bandage wrapped around her waist. Well, at least she assumed it had been white, right now it was a pinkish red color from blood seeping through.

"Oh Fi, you're awake. It's about time." Marshal floated in from his kitchen with a bowl of strawberries. He looked a bit surprised, and embarrassed, to see Fiona sitting there with her shirt lifted. She imediatly started blushing and pulled her shirt down. When Marshal snapped out of his little daze he quickly set the bowl on a coffee table and floated over to sit next to her. "Was that blood seeping through?" He asked with a worried expression.

"Yeah but I'll be okay dude." She shrugged but automatically winced as pain flooded through her with the simple action.

Marshal frowned, "No, I have to change the bandages, lift your shirt again." Fiona blushed again. Marshal chuckled, "Just a little so I can change the bandage. I'll be right back." He zipped out of the room and came back with more bandages.

Reluctantly Fiona lifted her shirt, careful not to reveal too much. "Did you bandage me?"

Marshal nodded as he began to work, carefully removing the bloody bandages and even more carefully wrapping fresh ones around her (Now) tiny waist. "There," He said before picking up the bloody bandages and moving to throw them out.

"How did you do it?" Fiona asked when he came and sat back down.

"Do what? It's really not that hard." He replied, kicking his feet onto the coffee table and putting his arms behind his head.

"Well you just removed and cleaned my blood and you're a... you know," She replied uncertainly, not knowing how touchy the subject was.

"I am a thousand years old, you get used to it until it doesn't draw you anymore." Or until you get really good at pretending you don't subconsiosly want to suck every drop until you are satisfied, he added to himself. It was true, but he would never thell Fiona that, what would she think of him then? "So do you feel better?" Marshal Lee asked, changing the subject.

She laughed weakly, "Yeah I do feel better." She turned to him, "I'm just confused. What happened? How did I get here? When did I change clothes?"

Marshal half-smiled and shifted awkwardly before he went back to himself, "You wouldn't want to wear those bloody clothes, plus it was revenge for that one time I was in the shower and you-"

"Okay, I get it!" Fiona punched his arm, her face a deep shade of red. She hated when he mentioned the time she accidentally saw him naked so she decided to change the subject before the awkward silence consumed her, "How long have I been out?"

"Only a few hours, I'll take you home when the sun goes down, I broke my umbrella in the fight." After a moment of thought he sat up, suddenly a bit angry at the blonde heroine, "Speaking of the fight, what in the Nightosphere were you thinking Fi? That thing could have killed you! I was going to see someone when I heard a rock monster yell something about a bunny. I knew it was talking about you so I went to watch you kick it's butt, when I floated in I saw it hit you."

Fiona shifted uncomfortably, "I don't know, ever since Cake moved in with LoChro I've been looking for something to do. I found the cave and the lair and thought, 'Hey I bet there's some evil junk in here!'"

Marshal was suddenly angry, did Fiona even know how worried he was? Did she even care? Fiona was Marshal's only true friend and he didn't need her running off and getting killed. This was the girl he had known since she was 13 and he saw as a good friend that actually trusted him and might actually care if he killed himself. He had had the thought multiple times but each time he thought of how hurt Fiona would be if he did. Did she even care that their friendship was the only thing keeping him alive? He didn't want to admit it but he cared about the little heroine, she was his friend. Marshal's temper got the best of him and he was almost yelling, "Fiona, you can't go around picking fights with monsters that you know are too big!"

"Why not?" Fiona yelled back, "I'm 18 now Marsh, I can do what I want! I don't need you watching out for me!"

"Yeah, and I'm over a thousand! You don't see me trying to get myself killed! And obviously i do need to watch out for you before you get killed. What's this really about?" Fionna looked down at her feet, trying to hide her emotions from her best bud, but he knew her too well, "This is about Bubba isn't it?"

"He's getting married." She mumbled grumpily. "I went to go blow off some steam you know?" She knew Marshal would understand, right? He was one of her best friends.

Marshal wasn't surprised, he had heard all about Prince Gumball getting married to some other princess. "So? Why do you care? I thought you got over that crush like 3 years ago!"

"I did, I just feel like my friends are all growing up and slipping away while I still sit here eating strawberries with a vampire who doesn't act his age." Fiona smirked at the thousand year old teenager.

Marshal's anger faded and he relaxed, knowing the tension that had been there a moment ago was gone and that they were back to exchanging their normal banter, "Hey, you've still got me right? And I'm pretty sure I'm better than a wad of gum as a friend." Fiona chuckled, knowing that sometimes having Marshal Lee around was better than having Gumball around, "Come on, tonight we'll pay a well deserved visit to the Prince." Marshal gave a grin to Fiona that she knew could onlymean he had something mischievous planned.

She gave him a mischievous grin back, "Sounds like a plan."

So there you have it, the first chapter, but I promise that if you like it there are MANY more to come. Next Friday I'll be posting chapter two where we get to see what shenanigans Marshal and Fiona will get into at the candy kingdom. Until then, thanks for reading!