Hey guys! So this is my first Fanfic. Uhh Yeah. Anyways i hope you all enjoy it and feel free to review! c:
Chapter 1: Hurry Up!
"Come on Marshall we're gonna be late!" screamed Marceline from her room, still getting ready herself. "I'm going glob dangit! Perfection takes time yo!" yelled Marshall from his room. Marceline rolled her eyes. "Well hurry up Mr. Perfect we got a show to perform!"
Tonight Marceline's band, Marceline and the Scream Queens, were playing at a party. It was the first party that they were playing at since Marshall and Marceline moved into the small town of Ooo during the summer. Marceline and Marshall moved out of their father's house because he was never home and was always on important business trips. So Hunson thought it would be better if Marshall and Marceline moved in with their Uncle Simon. Simon wasn't really their uncle, but he was always like a father to them. When Hunson would go on business trips, he would leave Simon to watch over them.
Although Marceline was pretty stoked about the show, it kinda surprised Marceline how fast they got a gig, but who cares who wouldn't want to see them perform? She was excited. She hadn't played in front of a crowd in a while. Yet something made her nervous. She didn't know what or why. Marceline and the Scream Queens have performed in couple of shows at cafes and restaurants around town, but maybe it just had to do with the fact that it was the first gig at a party.
Marceline quickly threw on grey tank top and then fixed her side swept bangs that almost covered her right eye. She then put on some dark, blue, ripped skinnys and finally, her favorite red converse. Marceline then quickly checked herself out for the last time, grabbed her red axe bass, and ran downstairs. "Marshall Lee Abadeer. I swear to glob if you aren't ready I'm gonna-"She was suddenly interrupted "Woah! Woah! Okay take a chill pill! I'm ready! Let's bolt!" Marshall said quickly with his red axe shaped guitar in hand.
Marshall was dressed in a red and black checkered flannel, matched with black skinny jeans, and his favorite black converse. His jet black hair was in his usual messy but somehow presentable style that went perfect with his light brown chocolate colored eyes.
"Well alright come on, let's go. Keila, Guy, and Bongo are gonna meet us there. So we better get going unless we want to get our asses kicked" said Marceline. Marshall laughed "Yeah, they can try to kick my ass but we all know who's gonna win" said Marshall while pointing both his thumbs towards him. "Oh shut up" said Marceline rolling her eyes, smiling. With that, the Abadeer twins left the house with instruments in hand, ready to rock.
