Hey ya'll! Thanks for reading BLOODLUST. This is a fiolee fanfiction. And may later on have lemon. Don't like? Go away.

**WE DO NOT OWN ANY CHARACTERS! ADVENTURE TIME BELONGS TO THE CREATOR, PENDELTON WARD**

BLOOD LUST

chapter 1

It was yet another adventurous day in the land of Aaa. Fionna and Cake just defeated a giant Mud Gruzzle that was terrorizing a small village, and was heading back to the tree house, covered in mud of course. "Aw, man how long have we been out?" Fionna said as she stretched her arms outwards and popped her neck. "I don't know, baby. But we better get a move on, the sun's setting." Cake grew larger and Fionna hopped on her back and held onto her soft fur as she began to swiftly run closer to home. Fionna looked at the sun setting, "it's going to be dark soon…" She thought. "I wonder if Marshall's awake. Fionna then began to feel butterflies in her stomach, and a warm smile appeared on her face.

Cake kicked the front door open with her foot and walked in yawning. "You hungry, baby cakes? We have some left over spaghetti…" Fionna threw her backpack onto the floor and once again stretched. "Nah, I'm not hungry. I'm feeling kinda stiff from today, so I think I'll just take a shower and go to bed." Cake was too distracted with the fridge and only gave a solid "mm." as a response.

Fionna went upstairs and into the bathroom, she yanked off her rabbit hat letting her long golden hair fall freely down below her chest and began running her fingers through her hair pulling out any knots she had. She then stripped off her clothes and hopped right into the shower. Fionna closed her eyes as the warm water enveloped her body, feeling much more relaxed, then looked down and stared at her feet. "I wonder what Marsh is doing right now." Fionna felt warmth on her cheeks as she thought of the cool vampire.

CAKE POV

Cake was in the kitchen making one of her famous sandwiches, stacking each ingredient on top of each other perfectly. "I can't wait to eat you up!" She exclaimed excitingly. She finally topped off her godly sandwich with a slice of bread. "Perfection!" she yelled. She set the sandwich on the table and quickly tied a bib around her neck. The sandwich was almost as tall she was, and it was oozing with thick layers of mayonnaise and ketchup. The beauty of this sandwich left Cake drooling all over herself. She wrapped her long arms around the sandwich. As she was just about to take a giant bite, the front door suddenly swung open, followed by a cold and chilling breeze. Cake looked towards the direction of the front door, as soon as she laid eyes on the open door, all the candles in the kitchen blew out, darkening the room. Not a noise stirred after that, Cake was frozen with fear, her eyes stuck like glue on the front door. "Wh-who's there!?" Cake choked. And yet, there was not a single noise. Cake gulped hard and walked cautiously towards the door, and slowly shut it. As soon as the door shut, she heard something smash and break onto the floor; she spun around to see her sandwich, along with the plate, broken upon the floor. "Ah!" She yelped. As soon as she yelped, the candles lit up furiously, causing a moment of long red flames that almost touched the ceiling, and then returned to their normal size. Shivers ran down her spin and to the end of her tail causing her tail to ruffle. "AAAAAAAAAAAAAH!"

"Cake! Cake?" Cake heard her sister yelling from upstairs, and then saw her wrapped towel, fumbling down the stairs, running towards her. "Hey Cake! What's wrong? What happened!?" Fionna looked down at the shattered plate and ruined sandwich on the floor. Cake stuttered, trying to spit out what happened. "Hey! Cake! Snap out of it!" Fionna shook Cake hoping that she would come back to her senses. Cake blinked slowly, and then began to loosen up. "FIONNA!" Cake jumped onto her face and wrapped her arms and legs around her. "Omigosh Fionna! I was just about to eat my sandwich and then the door swung open and all the candles went out! And- and- and—" Fionna began to laugh. Cake looked at her face questionably. "How in the world is this funny? I could have been killed! Or worse!" Fionna only laughed even harder and picked off Cake from her head. "Cake, that was probably just Marshall Lee." Fionna set Cake back on the floor, and then cupped her hands around her mouth. "VERY FUNNY MARSH! COME ON OUT!" The two both stood there, with no answer. Cake folded her arms and tapped her foot. She huffed angrily.

"Heh. Maybe he just came to freak you out and left."

Shaking her head, Cake morphed one hand into dustpan, and the other hand into a broom; she then began to sweep up the broken glass and the ruined sandwich.

"Hmph!" Cake looked down sadly to the floor as she swept up her no-longer-perfect sandwich. "He owes me a new sandwich…" Cake grumbled then tossed it all out the window. The hero softly laughed, then sighed, looking down at her feet. "He didn't even say hi to me, that turd…"

"C'mon honey," Cake sighed and pulled on her arm. "Let's go to bed."

"Yeah…" Fionna followed behind Cake to her bedroom, and then changed into her pajamas. "Night, sugar." Cake yawned, and then drifted off. "Goodnight." Fionna whispered and sighed. She laid awake for a while in deep thought, staring up at the ceiling. "Maybe I'll go pay Marshall a visit, tomorrow." Was the last thing she thought before she fell into a deep slumber.