Fionna the adventuress has never believed in the concept of crying. She sees it as a pointless and weak action, as it will result to nothing. To say that she has never cried would be a lie, however, and she simply did not believe in lying either. Oh yes, the strong willed adventuress has cried, but because of anger. Either way, although she feels it makes her weak, she knows that she cannot be ashamed of it.
Why?
Because just recently, she recognized emotions and how she was beginning to care about the ones she held within herself. The only real emotions she ever felt was happiness and the occasional singe of anger. Never before has there been any feeling beyond those two.
Up until now.
It was scary for Fionna to even think that she was capable of having so many emotions, and not realizing they were there for her to use up until now. Which, thinking about it, makes her think that she is much too oblivious at times to be 17. So many years had passed her by without emotions, and she could have lived with that.
But things around her were beginning to change and she wasn't sure if she was okay with that. It made her scared. Her. Fionna thought she had a handle on everything nowadays, and without her recognition, it had all really been slipping away. She hated the thought much more than she hated the Ice Queen or the monsters that terrorized the land of Ooo. Fionna didn't like change to say the least.
These thoughts began after a mission that Fionna had invited Marshall Lee, The Vampire King, to join in on. She knew he would agree because he had always told her that he loved the night, almost as much as he loved flying. It wasn't a drastic mission; they just had to take care of some Battle Cubes that were messing with the Hot Dog Prince again. The little buggers weren't much of a challenge for Fionna, Cake, and Marshall to take down, so it was a tiny fight with very little effort. The only one issue they really had was when one knocked Fionna clear off of Cake's back. Marshall Lee had swooped down and caught her just in time.
After the pests were taken care of and the Hot Dog Prince was satisfied, they departed from the strange little kingdom. It was still early in the evening, and the stars were shining brightly as Fionna watched Marshall Lee flip flop around in the air. Cake let out a long yawn, and glanced over at Fionna.
"Fionna, I think I'm about to go home and catch myself a little cat nap. Are you coming?"
The adventuress shook her head to her companion, but her eyes never left the sky.
"Nah, that's alright Cake. Go on without me. I can handle anything or anyone by myself. I'll be back at the tree house soon."
Cake nodded, calling a goodbye to Fionna and giving Marshall Lee a nervous glance before stretching up and out, bounding off into the night.
A chuckle escaped the Vampire King's lips and he shook his head.
"I always knew I scared Cake, but she sure has been a jitterbug around me lately."
A wicked grin flashed across his face as he lowered toward the ground, floating alongside of Fionna as she walked on, her pace slower since Cake had gone. She glanced over at him, huffing out a breath as her cheeks puffed up.
"Well, what the hay-hay do you think is gonna happen? She can't help but feel like you're up to somethin' or another. She just chooses not to let her guard down, man."
Marshall Lee shrugged, noticing for a split second how pretty Fionna really was. Her hair, although covered up by the rather adorable bunny hat, was a golden color, and it looked really soft. He wondered what it would feel like. Her skin was pale and smooth, and her eyes held a beautiful blue in them, almost as if kissed by the ocean itself. Her cheeks were a little pink, as she was probably still flustered from the fight. He smiled a little, and only realized he was staring when Fionna spoke up.
"Why are you staring at me? It makes me all uncomfortable, almost like I have a really bad wedgie or something."
Marshall Lee coughed into his hand as he looked away, trying to be nonchalant about it. He didn't want her to know that he had basically been checking her out. Fionna, on the other hand was feeling a little self conscious, as well as confused as to why he had been staring. She had stopped dead in her tracks and shuffled her feet awkwardly until she finally decided to lie back in the lush grass that lay beneath her feet.
"I wasn't. I…I must have blanked out…or…something."
He shrugged and ran a hand through his jet black hair, tugging at the ends slightly. He dropped to his feet before plopping down next to her, hugging his knees to his chest. Fionna stared at the sky, thinking about how his eyes had followed her before blushing. She realized that there were annoying butterflies swooping around in her stomach, and she blushed. Was it Marshall Lee that was making her feel like this? She hadn't gotten this feeling in so long, ever since she had stopped crushing on Prince Gumball. It wasn't unwelcomed, but it was unexpected nonetheless. This was the first sense of change in her life, and she could feel it as she looked over at Marshall Lee once more, her stomach flipping as he flashed her a fang-exposed smirk.
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