There was a loud crash as the glass bottle exploded against the cold stone wall. On the other side of the cave a loud yell of frustration echoed off the walls. "I don't need her!" The voice yelled. It was none other than Marshall Lee, the honorable Vampire King. The pale humanoid wiped his mouth with the back of his hand to clean his lips of leftover alcohol.
Marshall and Ashly's relationship had always been off and on, each break up seemed to be worst than the last. This was the most violent. Marshall's living room was a wreck; the coach had various rips, his tv was broken and glass beer bottles were scattered everywhere and sprinkled with glass shards.
Marshall threw another bottle at the cave wall and grimaced as a piece of it cut his arm. "Dammit!" He cursed loudly. It really didn't hurt that bad but in his drunken state he over-exaggerated everything. "Marshall." The vampire king turned around to see who had dared to utter his name. Silhouetted against the moonlight was Fionna; the amazing adventuress, the craziest and most wild girl he had ever known, his best friend. Marshall turned away. He hated it when Fionna saw him like this. "Go home Fi." He said sternly.
The now seventeen year old girl put her arm around the vampire king and guided him to his house, leading him to his wrecked living room couch where she left him to go make some coffee. After a short time the blond girl re-entered the living room holding a coffee cup (with red food coloring in it so Marshall could drink it) in one hand and a washcloth in the other. Fionna handed the coffee to the vampire, who sipped it frequently. The young adventuress gently washed off the black blood off of Marshall's arm and covered it with a bandaid. As she did this Marshall watched her. "So how'ssss… Gumbutt?" The vampire slurred making the girl blush. Fionna and the candy prince had been dating for quite some time; there had been many ups and downs but Marshall had been right by her side through all if it. "I don't think now is the best time to talk about that, Marsh." Fionna told him. Marshall gave a slight nod and looked away. "Hey be a doll and go get me another drink would'ya?" The drunk asked her. Fionna rolled her eyes and gave Marshall a small smack on the back of the head. "Come on Marshall it's time time to sober up." She told him and went to refill his coffee cup.
As Fionna walked back into the kitchen she began to notice that all of Ashley's things were gone; her plates, her rug, her stupid pet bird that had pooped on Fionna's head one time. It seemed Ashley had poofed all of her stuff out of the house. Good. Maybe they were finally over. Fionna had always hated Ashly and she didn't understand why Marshall had stayed with her so long. The blond girl refilled the cup and rejoined Marshall in the living room. Fionna handed him the second cup of coffee which he warily accepted. The vampire suddenly put his head in his hands and broke down. "Fi she's really gone..." He moaned. Fionna put her arm around him and he leaned into her. "It's gonna be ok Marsh, I'm here for you." She whispered softly. After a few minutes the vampire king began to calm down and continued to lean on Fionna. "I thought I had finally found the one..." Fionna had to muffle her laugh. Ashley and Marshall couldn't be more wrong for each other; but Fionna decided that for right now it would be best to just calm him down best she could. "Come on Marshall, lets get you into bed." She told him and helped him up his stairs. It was a bit difficult since Marshall refused to float and he was considerably heavier than her.
When the young adventuress finally got him upstairs she laid Marshall gently down on the bed and let him get comfortable before she headed for the bedroom door. As soon as Fionna turned around she felt a cold hand grab hers. "Stay." Marshall said it like a demand but really it was more of a question. He didn't want to be alone tonight. The blond adventuress gave him a soft smile. "Of course I will." She told him gently. "Go on, scooch." The vampire nodded and scooted over. As soon as Fionna was beside him he smiled. Marshall reached over to Fionna's head and gently poked the clasp of her bunny hat. "May I?" He asked in a whisper. Fionna gave a slight nod, to tired to make any more movement. Marshall unhooked the hat, releasing Fionna's long flowing blond hair. He wiped some of it away from her face and began to twirl it around on his finger. Soon he heard soft snoring from the girl beside her and chuckled to himself but. Ashly wasn't the one for him. She never made him feel like this. He felt... Like some one actually cared for him. Fionna stayed with him through everything no matter how drunk he was. He needed to find some one like her, but Marshall knew that was impossible. There was only one Fionna, and she was laying right beside him. Marshall gently wrapped his arms around the sleeping girl and blushed as she cuddled into his chest. Before long The vampire king had fallen asleep beside the amazing heroine.
((Hey guys. This story is co-written with Wolfpoet. We both want to apologize for the short chapter. We do plan on continuing the story later on. This story will mainly be focused on fionna and Marshall. We might have some moments where PG gets jealous but I don't want to reveal to much. Please leave a review to tell us how we did!))