This is my first fanfic EVER so if there are mistakes . . . then I'm sorry? xD Maybe I'm a little OCC but who cares!? Anywaayys, on with de story!
*Disclaimer: I do not own Adventure Time (I totes wish!)
Perfectly Perfect
Fionna glanced down at her sister Cake, "So . . . what are we doing again?" The two heroines had gotten a message from Prince Gumball just moments before saying to come to the Candy Kingdom.
"It's super important! Please come at once!" the holographic image of the prince had exclaimed. Now they were on their way to see what was going on.
Cake's back was morphed into a couch to comfortably sit Fionna for the time that it took to get there. "Oh you know Gumball. It's probably going to be something to do with his scienc-y junk!" Her tail turned into a pudgy, disfigured version of him. She sat him on her back flab couch and started mimicking what she pictured he would say, "So you take the square root of pi and multiply it by the area of a triangle, which is half its base times its height. When that is complete you fracti-"
The rest of what Cake was saying quieted down to a dull buzz in the back round for Fionna. A bead of sweat appeared on her brow, making her forehead seem shiny. Her grip on the cat's soft, tan and white fur tightened. Ever since she had first met Prince Gumball, she felt uncomfortable when he started talking about his new inventions. The terms and ways he used to explain things always made her feel much more than just stupid, all because she had no clue what the junk he was talking about. She laughed nervously as she shrugged, "O-Oh . . . Maybe . . . PG's always being smart and creating new thingies! . . .
Since the beginning Cake had been quick to pick up when Fionna was uneasy, one of those times being now. The fake Gumball transformed back into her tail as her head turned one hundred and eighty degrees so she was able to look at the young girl. "Hey girl, it's okay. If he gets all into his variables and symbols then I'll be there. Aunty Cake will think of something to pull you out of there! And, if everything's going well, you two can be . . . alone." Laughing at her own little joke, she winked at her.
Red clashed with peach on Fionna's face. "Cake! Stop it! Please be on your best behavior! I don't want to be embarrassed in front of Peegles!" The sweet, pink face of her current crush flashed through her mind causing her to blush even harder. Sure, she always told herself that she would- had to- stop liking him, but it was just too hard! "Just shh!"
Cake giggled to herself. Sometimes it was way too easy to tease her sister when it came to talking about guys. "Okay, Fi, I'll try to behave." 'No promises though,' she thought.
Fionna nodded, attempting to push past her embarrassment. Ten minutes later the grass fields below them started paling to yellow as the distinctive smell of cotton candy coming from the nearby forest penetrated their nostrils. That smell was one of the many reasons why they enjoyed coming to this particular kingdom, the feeling of being safe and sweetness was always found there. They crossed the bridge that looked to be made of a single piece of toasted bread smeared with purple jam (surprisingly it was really sturdy!) into to the Candy Kingdom. Cake shrunk down to her normal size as they walked through the pretzel gates. They were greeted by multiple candy people and banana guards while walking to the castle. One of the upsides of being a popular adventuress; knowing a lot of people. Fionna and Cake waved back civilly and said friendly "hello"s. As soon as they made it to the pink palace they walked to where its dining room was located at.
A peek through the doorframe told her what she had already suspected, nobody was here. "PG? Hello? We're here!" The fact of no one being there didn't discourage her from walking in and gazing around the large room. "Gumball? Are you he-" She jumped back in surprise as something swung down from the ceiling, hissing at her. Fionna caught sight of rows of fangs, dark yellow eyes, and midnight black fur- that was until Cake's furry behind covered it. The cat's fur had frizzed out as she jumped on whatever that creature was. It grunted in what sounded like pain and fell onto the floor.
They yelled out, "You stupid feline! Get off of my face! You're destroying my cheek meat!"
Gasping as she figured out who it actually was, Fionna grabbed Cake and- with some difficulty- managed to pull her off (or maybe out? . . . It felt like Cake's unsheathed claws were lodged in their skin . . .) of them. "Cake! It's okay! Calm down, it's not a bad guy or a real monster . . . !" It was necessary to stroke her head in a soothing way if she was ever going to calm down enough to see that Fionna was right. A smile worked its way onto her face as the culprit stood up "Marshall Lee!"
Marshall's face had dozens of fresh scratches from Cake's filed claws, tiny pieces of torn of skin hanging off. He didn't appear to be pleased with what the cat had done to his face. Even if they healed just as quickly as they came; turning from raw scratches, to half healed scars, then completely fading away, leaving his skin blemish free again. He dusted off his shirt and viciously spat at her, the cause of why he had felt some momentary pain. "Next time, Cat, you are dead!" One look past her and at his human friend instantly turned his mood around, anger turning to happiness. His whole demeanor shifted from being sour to being something close to pleasure.
"Oh, hey Fionna. What are you doing here? Did gumbutt invite you over to . . . help him with something?" A flicker of humor and teasing flashed through his eyes, telling what he had implied.
Fionna felt her face burn as she realized what he had meant when he said "help". Not capable of coming up with a good comeback, she simply- and almost childishly- shoved him. "Ugh! Not you too!" Trying to hide her flushed face, she adjusted the straps of her backpack.
He shut his eyes smiling way too smugly and chuckled at her. "Fi, your face is as red as an apple. It's making me a little hungry." Adding another low chuckle he flashed his white fangs at her in his usual flirting way. This was followed by the motion of him brushing her blonde bangs away in a seemingly friendlier mood.
Glaring at him was all Fionna could manage to do, but her blushing really didn't help. "Don't be such a tard. He called Cake and I here saying it was something super, mega, over-the-tops important! But the real question here is: why are you here?"
"Oh you know," he examined his nails nonchalantly, "the usual stuff. Scaring the filling out of his candy losers, sucking the red out of his outfits, and-"
Cake interrupted him and didn't seem to be very apologizing about it. She continued what he had been saying, but in HER point of view, "Being rude, mean, and generally disruptive and annoying?"
"Nah . . . I'm mostly trying to tame my hunger. My hunger for kitty blood!" To put an emphases on what he had said he picked her up, making sure that his fangs popped out enough for her to see.
Fionna gasped and ran over to them. "No! Shoo! Stop messing with Cake!" She took Cake away holding her protectively to herself as Marshall Lee floated away chuckling. That chuckle was laced with something along the lines of evilness. "Quit being such a noob!"
A male voice politely decided to interrupt them before this all got out of control, "Oh there you all are!" PG walked into the room with that always present smile that seemed to say 'I am going to be the nicest person that you'll meet today!'. "Thanks for coming Fionna, Marshall Lee, Ca-"
With a cute, sassy tone Cake asked him, "Hey, Gumball, do you know where my boyfriend is?"
"Yes, of course, Cake." Another smile, Fionna almost smiled too, "Lord Monochromicorn hasn't stopped tapping about you since the date you two had last yesterday. He asked me to tell you when you came that he's waiting out in the garden. I think I might've seen him with a new ball of yarn."
As if the phrase 'ball of yarn' had triggered something, Cake's tail poofed out. She giggled as she imagined how many times they had played with yarn. Mochro didn't care much for the object itself, but he always played with it when Cake was around. "I like to make you happy." he'd say and then plant a kiss on the top of her head. With big eyes she said bye and to have a good time, then she broke out running in a rush to see the black horse.
Fionna watched her love struck sister leave, smiling at the thought of her having a romantic relationship. Her attention turned back to Gumball. "So did ya need something P-gugs?" 'I know why he'd invite me' she thought, '. . . but Marshall too? . . . Won't that . . . be awkward? Kill the mood? . . .' There was no way to suppress her inward sigh, or the disappointment she was feeling. 'I guess the reason that Cake thought he called us here for was wrong . . .'
"Oh yes!" PG clapped his hands together, "I did indeed have a reason for calling you two here. You see, Fionna, I am telling my colleagues that it is possible for anyone to learn the proper ways to act!"
Marshall heard this and didn't take it very well. The accusing tone in his voice told that, "So, wait, what you're saying is that you called us here under false pretences!? That you just want to use us for your stupid experiments?! Well you know what, Bubba; we are not lab rats who will do something because you're having us do it! We're people! And that means that were not obliged to feel subjective to you! You really don't believe that-"
There was a pause for PG's part while he waited for Marshall to get his rants out. The pink humanoid even had to cover Fionna's ears to prevent her mind from getting soiled by the other males more . . . distasteful . . . vocabulary.
After three minutes of pointless raving and smack talk that was meant to offend the candy man, Gumball stepped in again. What he said seemed to put at peace the ticked off vampire, "You don't expect me to use your assistance without payment, do you?" His sweet, mannered laugh rang through the air. "I wouldn't dare do that! At the end of this project, whether or not things turn out correctly, I am willing to offer a gift to you both as a small thank you. Your choice of anything I have to offer!
Marshall thought this over. "Anything?" How he said it made Fionna get a suspicious look. It was as if he had gotten more than he had bargained for.
On the other hand, Gumball sounded as though he had sold his soul to Death himself. Uneasy mixed with some fear. "Yes . . . That is what I am proposing . . . I'm hoping that you both make a wise decision! . . ." By wise he meant 'Nothing dumb, that means don't ask for anything that might cause me any embarrassment or pain'.
Fionna already knew what she was going to ask Prince Gumball for! Probably a new sword (because the kitty litter one Cake had made for her was starting to smell . . . Had Cake been overcome by temptation and actually used it!?) or maybe a shield! Something to help her fight off villains better! Her thoughts of fighting an evil warlock ended abruptly when a deep, melodious voice whispered in her ear.
"You thinking of asking Gumwad for a smooch?"
Blushing angrily, she socked Marshall in the arm with a little more force than normally. "Yeah right!" But now she was actually thinking would PG consider giving her a kiss is she asked? Her blush went from light pink to dark red.
Seeing this, Marshall's questioning smile turned into a mischievous smirk. He had hit a nerve and he knew it. The 'Stay away or you die' zone.
Flustered and very annoyed, she turned back to an oblivious Gumball and asked, "Can we start the project now?" 'Before this day ends, I am going to be so red, especially with Marsh's stupid teasing . . .'
"Heck yes!" Pg said. "Come with me, my friends, for we have a very busy day ahead of us!"
As Fionna and Marshall Lee followed Prince Gumball through the pink candy palace the same thought went through both of their heads, 'Wonder what I've gotten myself into?'
Whoop whoop! Chapter one is done! Hoping that people review Dx but I'm still proud of myself! Let's see what happens in the next chapter! Bum bum bum! I'll write when I cam, peace home skis!