Hi everyone! This is my first ever fan fic I am soooooo excited! I can't wait to see what you guys think of it!

Fionna

I sighed. I mean, it's not like Gumball's parties are really awful, they can just be so dull. But I was looking forward to seeing Gumball. I brushed my bangs out of my eyes, wondering why I didn't tuck them into my bunny hat. I guess I'd been wearing them out for so long it felt weird if I tucked them into my hat.

I reached the pink castle, and knocked on the massive pink sugar doors. A boy, a little older than me, opened it. He was dressed entirely in different shades of pink and purple, and even seemed to be made out of candy.

"Hey, Gumball." I said.

"Fionna! I'm so glad you could have made it. You look lovely." I blushed. I wasn't going to pretend I wasn't still sweet on Gumball. He was a little dull when he got talking about politics, but he could be really sweet. Heh, sweet. That's funny, seeing as he's made out of candy.

"K-knock it off, dude. I don't look any different than normal." That wasn't entirely true. Cake had made me wear makeup; just a little mascara, eye shadow and lip gloss, and had made me wear a simple blue dress instead of my usual top and skirt. Gumball smiled, and offered me his arm. I took it, and he walked into the ball room with me.

The room looked wonderful. Usually I helped Gumball decorate his ball room, but he made me promise this time I wouldn't look before the ball. Huge white ribbons were strung from corner to corner of the ceiling, held up at intervals with bunches of white and pink flowers. A large snack table was pushed against one wall, covered with every kind of sweet food you could imagine.

The guest were walking around, or dancing in couples to soft music. Everyone seemed to be having a good time, except for one person. I'd never seen him before, but he was floating in the shadows near the back of the stage. He looked up as me and Gumball entered, and I gasped as I saw his face for the first time. It was absolute perfection in a dark, devilish way. His eyes were a deep red, with thick lashes that seemed to be too thick for a dude, almost as if he was wearing mascara, but suited him. His face was a pale grey, with black hair in a longish, messy style. It fell in his face a little, brushing the top of his eyes.

"Hey, Gumball?"

"Yeah?"

"Who's that?" I pointed to the boy in the corner.

"Ah, him. That's Marshall Lee. The Vampire King."

"Marshall Lee…he new around here?"

"Yeah. I thought that this ball would be a good way to introduce him to some citizens, but as you can see he doesn't seem too interested in meeting other people."

"Can I go and talk to him?"

"Be my guest. Maybe you can get him to interact with some of the other people."

I walked over, my heart pounding. I wondered if he would be anything like the stories Cake would tell me about bloodthirsty creatures who would lurk outside your door and wait for you to fall asleep and then sneak in and suck your blood. I shook my head. You're an adventurer! You can take on a vampire.

"Hi!" I said. The vampire looked at me through his hair. "I'm Fionna, the adventurer." He opened his mouth and spoke for the first time, with a beautiful deep voice that added to his numerous elements of perfection.

"I'm Marshall Lee." His fangs showed bright white against his blue lips when he spoke. "The vampire king."

Marshall

Why did I come here? This was such a waste of time. The party was totally boring. Some candy prince, Gum something-or-other, had invited me, saying he wanted me to meet the 'beloved citizens of my kingdom' but they didn't interest me. They either seemed completely stupid, or dull like that Gummy prince. I wanted to take him to my kingdom, the vampire kingdom, and see what he thought of that, and the citizens there.

I was thinking about going home, but then Gummy came in with this girl on his arm. She was kinda cute, I'll give her that, and hey, you know, I thought maybe there might be some sense in me staying after all. She could be like all the other citizens of the kingdom, but maybe she had a proper functional brain inside her head, and wasn't as dull as everyone else here.

The girl came over, and as she came closer and closer I realised she wasn't just cute, she was beautiful…no, she was gorgeous…no, she was an absolute knock out.

"Hi!" She said, brushing her hair out of her eyes. I wondered why she didn't just tuck them into that cute bunny hat. "I'm Fionna, the adventurer."

"I'm Marshall Lee," I said, my bangs in my eyes. "The vampire king." She grinned.

"So, how long have you been in Aaa?" I shrugged.

"Ah, I don't know. Couple of months? Time passes differently for the immortal. It was probably a few weeks before that Gum fellow even noticed I was living near his 'beloved kingdom'." She nodded.

"Ya know, I've never met a vampire before. My sister told me stories about them when I was little, but I've never met a real one." I shrugged.

"Most people around here haven't. So, you live here?" She shook her head.

"No, me and my sister Cake have a tree house out in the grasslands." A new song started. "Do you dance?"

"Yeah, I guess. I'm more of a musician though." She looked interested.

"You play an instrument? What?"

"The bass." She nodded.

"Well, come on, let's dance, and you can tell me more about your music." She grabbed my hand, and dragged me onto the dance floor before I could protest.

Fionna

I grabbed the hand of the vampire, Marshall Lee. As I pulled him onto the dance floor I couldn't help but wonder what the heck I was doing. I was inviting this guy who I had only just met to dance with me. I wondered what had made me do it. I'd have to ask Cake later, she was always the one who I asked on matters of this sort.

We got onto the dance floor, and I held his hand. It felt strange, his hand was so cold, and our hands fitted perfectly together, almost as if they were meant to fit together. I blushed, stop thinking like that. I told myself. I bet there is nothing really special about the way your hands fit together. It is just your imagination.

He put his hand on my waist, and I put my hand on his shoulder. We moved slowly around the dance floor.

"What kind of music do you play?"

"Sort of rock I guess. I donno, I just play whatever I feel like."

"That's cool. My sister plays viola." He raised my eyebrows. "So, are you enjoying the party?"

So, first post done. Please review and tell me what you think of it and what I could do with it. Also if you do review could you please leave me the names of some songs I could have Marshall sing? I'm having a problem thinking of any and it would be really helpful. Thanks!