(3rd POV)

"Marshall Lee! You bring back my hat, right now! I need that!" Fionna yelled, making the Vampire King fly farther up as she failed at jumping to grab him. He floated down, Right out of her grasp as he dangled her precious bunny-eared hat right on top of her. They were messing around in the massive field next to Fionna's tree house. It was a beautiful, winter evening, so Marshall Lee didn't have to wear any sun protection. Instead, he was wearing a thick, black hoodie and some warm jeans. Fionna, as stubborn as usual, didn't want to wear her sweater, because it made her too slow.

"What, this hat? I don't think I can do that, sorry. But, if you can catch me in three hours, I will give it back with another prize of your choice. If I win, though, you must give me a prize of my choice."

"It's on, Blood Boy! GO!" Fionna bolted to her tree house and was almost there when Marshall realized what she was getting.

"NO GETTING CAKE, FIONNA!" he shouted, as she stopped in her tracks.

"DANGIT" she started running again, still to the tree house, as Marshall floated for a little nap, just out of her reach, again.

"Huh? What is that?" Marshall felt a poke on his side as he was waking up from his little nap. He looked down and realized that he was in the middle of his game with Fionna, and she was poking a large stick at him, trying to snag her hat. "Fionna, I'm not letting you win that easily." She groaned as he flew up even farther.

"No more flying, Marshall," she shouted, "If I can't have Cake, you can't fly." She angrily pointed up at him, mad that he could fly and she couldn't. "You aren't playing fairly."

He pouted his lips and flew about 50 feet from Fionna, landing in the soft, dark grass. "Fine, then. I can win on the ground!" Marshall laughed maniacally as he ran towards the Forbidden Woods, just about a mile and a half from the tree house, and a half mile from where they were now. Fionna madly dashed after him as he teased, sprinting like a wolf, "One hour left, Fionna! You will never catch me!"

"Dangit, Marshall. Why do you have to be such a jerk!" Fionna sighed as she reached the edge of the Forbidden Woods, hardly out of breath and scanning the grounds for Marshall. "I can't believe that he would do this! Why does he have to be stoop so low, just to get a stupid rise for himself! Ugh." Fionna continued into the dark woods, not noticing that Marshall had climbed a tree and was hiding almost directly above her. He sighed to himself as she silently crept through the dense trees, sauntering above the soft leaves, never making a sound.

Does she really hate me? Marshall wondered, scared by the mere thought.

(Fionna's POV)

Ugh, It's really dark and gross in these woods. Why does Marshall think that I would want to do this? I don't even have my hat. Why is he such a jerk sometimes? Lately he has been acting really strangely around me. He has been stealing my stuff a lot and being really annoying. I can't believe he would steal my hat! He knows that I hate that. Why are there so many slugs and stuff everywhere? Gross, this isn't the Forbidden Woods, it's the Slug Forest. I am going to donk him up…

(3rd POV)

Marshall quietly followed Fionna, jumping through trees and trying not to make noise or rustle leaves. He had a sad look on his face after reading her thoughts and feeling ashamed afterwards for doing so. He was caught up in his own mind as he carelessly slipped and fell, right behind Fionna. She spun around and instinctively pile-drove him right on his back, pushing him deeper into the rotten, decomposing leaves.

"Marshall Lee, you surprised me! Don't sneak up on me, or I will beat you up!" Fionna growled, picking herself up and brushing off the brown leaves.

"Okay, Fionna. Take you hat and you win. What do you want?" He frailly surrendered, still beaten into the dirty ground.

"Marshall, The challenge was over a half hour ago, I was just looking for you, you jerk. Why else would I walk around in this thick layer of smelly leaves?" She asked, frowning and trying, to no avail, to clean her indigo mini-skirt and light blue t-shirt. "Oh well, I will just go home and get cleaned up. Cake is going to be worried that I stayed out until midnight." She picked up her hat and sighed, "You win," leaving Marshall in the dust.