A/N: Didn't actually delete a chapter, I just combined one and two since they were so short. Cover image is from dokifanart on Deviantart. Thanks for reading, ~MS

Princess Bubblegum stood in her laboratory, adding a careful drop of solution to the beaker. "Yes, that's good, Cinnamon Bun. Would you hand me that blue vial over there? Be VERY... CAREFUL... to grab the blue one on the left," she held her hand out, studying the reaction inside the vial. She felt the vial in her fingers and added a drop to the beaker. The beaker suddenly exploded, sending sugar glass and sticky gunk everywhere. "Urghhhhhhh! Cinnamon Bun!" she said, enraged. "You ruined my experiment! Get out!"

Cinnamon Bun stood there confused, the right blue vial in his hands. He hung his head, setting the vial on the table. "Okay, Princess..." he walked out of the room, shutting the door behind her. "I don't remember doing that, but I must have," he decided. "Weird..."

Princess Bubblegum reached over for the vial and missed it. She looked around, frowning. "Where did that vial go? I just had it!" She located it about a foot away and added it to her solution. Reaching out for her instructions, she realized they were also gone.

"WHAT IS GOING ON?" Princess Bubblegum shrieked in rage. She leaned against the table in a frustrated swoon but the table had suddenly moved an inch over to the left. She fell straight down, slamming onto the floor. Distantly, quietly, a tiny giggle was heard in the room. "Aghhhhh! Forget it!" Princess Bubblegum got to her feet, throwing her jacket down on the table and leaving. She went to her room, mumbling and grumbling to herself. Peppermint Butler walked in with a tray of tea.

"Princess, might I interest you in some tea?"

"Urgh, not now, Peppermint Butler," Princess Bubblegum said, frustrated. "Draw me a bath."

"Of course, Princess. With the candy bubbles you like?"

"Of course," Princess Bubblegum answered, exasperated, taking a seat in her chair, pinching the bridge of her nose. Peppermint Butler exited the room.

From high up in the air, Marceline was trying not to laugh at Princess Bubblegum's rage and frustration. She looked around for a few moments, trying to decide what chaos to cause next. She floated over to the wall and knocked a picture off its hook. It fell with a crash, startling Princess Bubblegum. The pink haired girl crossed her arms. "Something weird is happening here..."

"Oh, Princess. Your bath is ready," Peppermint Butler came in. "Whenever you are ready."

"Of course," Princess Bubblegum stood up and went into her private bathroom, Marceline just barely behind her. They both made it in before Princess Bubblegum shut the door. "... You can quit following me around and causing trouble, Marceline," she crossed her arms.

"Ohh, how did you know it was me?" Marceline phased into the visible spectrum, floating on her stomach.

"I originally became suspicious at the giggle in my lab, but the dead giveaway was the fact that the trouble didn't stop in my lab," Princess Bubblegum said, annoyed.

"Hey, I'm just having a little bit of fun," Marceline said, defensively.

"So why'd you follow me in here?" Princess Bubblegum accused. "All I'm going to do is get naked."

"... Yeahhhh... I'm... I'm going to go now."

"Yeah, you better," Princess Bubblegum turned to the tub and started lifting her dress.

"Woah, hey, aren't you going to wait until I leave first?" Marceline frowned.

"We're both girls, aren't we?" Princess Bubblegum said, plainly. "It isn't like it's the first time you've seen me without clothes."

"... Yeah but we were friends then," Marceline floated towards the door. "You know, Bonnibel... we've been around a long time."

"... yeah. We have."

"Bonnie?"

"Yeah?"

"Well... Never mind."

Princess Bubblegum stepped into the bath, lowering herself into it, and the water covered her completely. The bubbles fully covered the surface of the water and then some. "Good-bye, Marceline," her tone was clipped.

"Urgh, you're always so prim and proper!" Marceline said, frustrated. "You're so frustrating."

"Of course I am. I have RESPONSIBILITIES, unlike some people," Princess Bubblegum said, in a curt tone.

Marceline turned and landed on her feet, walking over to Princess Bubblegum, leaning over the tub. "Here I thought we were getting along so well. Jealous of my lack of responsibilities, Bonnie? It's nice getting to do anything I want, anytime I want, for any reason, ever."

"You're so uncivilized," Princess Bubblegum frowned, sliding down lower into the water.

Marceline grabbed her hair, lowering her head and kissing her on the lips suddenly. She pulled away a moment later. "Urgh... so... frustrating." she let go of her hair, then got a disgusted look on her face. "Eugh you're all sticky! Your hair is sticking to me," She pulled her hand away, leaving strings of bubblegum on the edge of the tub where she wiped her hand.

Bubblegum was shocked but just frowned, uncomfortably, looking away. Her heart was racing and she didn't understand what had happened. "Well, yeah, the water unsets my powder."

"Yeah... Thanks for the warning," Marceline dipped her hand into the soap and then water, pulling her hand out again. "Ugh, that's not even, like water... look, forget it."

Bubblegum giggled, unable to stop herself.

"What do you even mean, unsets your powder?" Marceline frowned, wiping her hand on the side of the tub.

"I have to powder myself so I'm not sticky," Bubblegum looked over at Marceline.

"Weird. Anyway. I'm out of here," Marceline floated over to the door, opening it and shutting it behind her.

Bubblegum slid down lower into the bathwater, staring up at the ceiling. "Did... Did that really just happen?"

Princess Bubblegum entered the room, dropping her bag on the side table, sighing as she did. It had been a very long scientific meeting she'd had with the Grocery Kingdom, and she was totally beat. She collapsed on the couch, closing her eyes. "Ugh, there's something about dealing with the Grocery Kingdom that just wears me out," she frowned.

"Yeah, totally, those Grocery People are totally crazy!"

Princess Bubblegum sat up. "Marceline?! What are you doing in my room again?" she asked, frustrated. "Can't you just leave me alone?"

Marceline phased in, but she was halfway in and out of the window, lying against the wall and floor below the window. "Well, I could, but that wouldn't be any fun, would it?"

Princess Bubblegum pursed her lips. "... you okay? You look sort of weird."

"I'm fine, Bonnie. Don't worry your pretty little head about me," Marceline answered.

Princess Bubblegum pursed her lips even tighter and looked down at her hands. She twiddled her thumbs a moment.

"I'm just hungry, that's all. No worries, plenty of things around here to strip of their pretty pinkness," Marceline got up, walking around the room. "Plenty of things... yup," she looked around. She walked past the couch Bubblegum was sitting on, before turning to face her and walking towards her. "Isn't that right, Bonnie?"

Bubblegum turned her face away. "Don't you dare. I like all of my things! I like them being pink, thank you very much..."

"Mmm, yeah, well, I could just bite you, couldn't I? Drain that pretty color right out of your skin," Marceline leaned towards her. Bubblegum pushed a pillow at her and Marceline bit it, draining the pillow dry of its pink tint. She wiped her mouth and took a step back, laughing. "Don't worry, Bonnie, I wouldn't do that to you," she floated over to the window, pausing in the frame. "Later, Bonnie,"

Bubblegum pursed her lips even more, throwing the now-white pillow aside, making a sound of frustration. "You're absolutely ridiculous," she left the room, going to do something else.

"Alright, I call to order this meeting of Ooo royalty," Princess Bubblegum started. She glanced around. Marceline wasn't here, thankfully. Or she was just invisible again. "The first thing we need to discuss is-"

The doors opened and Marceline walked in, throwing her arms out. "Don't start the meeting without me, yo," she shut the doors behind her, going over and leaping into her seat, sitting back. "Sup everyone?"

All the girls started chattering excitedly at Marceline's appearance. A chorus of hey Marcelines filled the table and then LSP leaned across the table.

"Woah, hey, like, Marceline? I'm throwing this, like, totally hot party and you should come play for everyone. It'll be like, totally rad."

"Eh, I don't know. Maybe I'll come crash it," Marceline shrugged.

"Aghhhhh, Marceline said she might come crash my partyyyyy!" LSP said, excitedly. The other royals started getting excited and loud.

Princess Bubblegum cleared her throat. When that failed to get anyone's attention, she tried again. "Excuse me, everyone? We need to discuss..."

"Marceline, Marceline," Slime Princess called across the table. "You have GOT to play that totally amazzzzing Fry Song of yours."

"Oh my glob, that is, like, my second favorite song, right after My Lumps. It's all like, 'Daddyyyyyy, whyyyyyy? why did you eat my fries?' Oh man. It tears me up, like..." LSP wiped some tears from her eyes. "Like I cry almost every time,"

Marceline laughed. "Well, thanks, guys."

"EXCUSE ME," Bubblegum slammed her hands on the table. The table full of people all jumped in surprise. "If no one minds, I'd love it if we could get back to discussing important matters here."

"Whatever, PB... I thought my party was pretty important..." LSP made a face. "Sounds like PB's got a little bit of wicked party jealousyyyy," she highfived Turtle Princess.

"I am not JEALOUS!" Bubblegum yelled. The table grew quiet. "Never mind. Forget it. This meeting is adjourned. I'm moving it to a later date and hopefully we'll be able to focus more then." She picked up her bag and left the room, heading back to the candy kingdom.

"... WHO'S EXCITED FOR MY PARTY?" LSP flailed. Several of the other princesses started excitedly gushing about LSP's party.

Marceline made a face.

"... How was the meeting, Princess?" Peppermint Butler questioned, as they rode home in the cart.

"Hmf. Not very well," she said, sulkily.

"I'm sorry to hear that, Princess," Peppermint Butler answered.

"Hey, Bonnie," Marceline flew up to her, flying level with the cart. "Sorry about what happened back there. Man, I guess I'm just too popular, I didn't mean to crash your fancy little meeting or whatev,"

"Just leave me alone," Bubblegum said, grouchily.

"Aw, Bonnie, don't be such a grouch," Marceline flew over, taking a seat in the empty space next to her. "I apologized, didn't I? Tell you what. I won't show up to the next one, since this was such a problem," she strummed her bass guitar. She hummed the first line of the chorus of I'm Just Your Problem.

"Stop singing that song," Bubblegum crossed her arms and looked away. Peppermint Butler was sneaking glances back at them.

Marceline turned around, swinging her feet over the edge of the cart, resting her head on Bubblegum's lap. "Gonna take a nap. Hope you don't mind, Bonnibel," she closed her eyes, playfully strumming on her bass guitar.

Bubblegum turned bright red. Peppermint Butler gasped in surprise, glancing back at them. "H-hey, get off," Bubblegum pushed at her.

"Nope,"

Bubblegum looked down at her and then up at Peppermint Butler. He was looking forward, with a stony expression on. She looked off the side of the cart, deciding to let it go, for now.