Hello folks! This is the author speaking! Welcome to my newest project! Some of you may or may not have read my other story, "The Future Of Our Kingdoms".

This one I plan on making even bigger and better than that one.

What do I want from you? Easy, tell me what you think, I want your opinions.

But I also want you all to help me write this story, in a review or send me a message with your ideas for scenarios in this gumceline story. What should I have, what should they do together? You tell me...

You'll be credited in the beginning of the chapter your ideas was used in. Thank you! And enjoy the story!

It was a peaceful night in the candy kingdom of Aaa, or at least, it was peaceful to most areas of Aaa. The candy kingdom, on the other hand, was lively and bright. You could probably see it from space if you tried, the candy citizens were cheering and having a blast, all celebrating the occasion. What was the occasion? Their prince was going to pick his bride tonight.

They were ruled by a prince known as Prince Bubba Gumball, or at least that was his official princely title. He was a sincere and genuine man , he always looked out for his people, they came first, before his own happiness. He was beloved by all, he was seen as a hero, someone perfect, any lady was willing to make themselves as appealing as possible to earn his hand. Maidens from everywhere had arrived, candy people were among them, of course. Music blared throughout the ballroom, couples danced among the floors. Everywhere was joyful, cheery, it was all sickly happy, like some fairytale ending.

But it wasn't happy, at least not for the prince.

On a nearby wall, far away from almost anyone, stood the prince. He was leaning against it, grimacing, his head hung low, producing only fake smiles when he thought people were looking. He didn't want to be seen tonight, nor did he want to be pondered with people or attacked with questions. He was wearing his fanciest clothes, he only attended tonight because he didn't want to disappoint his people, he hated feeling like a failure to people who relied on him. The only bright side to all of this was that his friends had promised to attend the party with him tonight, the vampire king, and fionna the human.

They weren't the most classy of friends, but they were the best friends he'd ever known. Marshall may be a king, but he wasn't the kingly type, always dressed as if he was at a rock concert, and always trying to find a way to push bubba's buttons. Fionna was the last human in existence, and she was his hero, she was loyal to him, and put herself at risk to keep him safe. She had a crush on him, bubba knew that quite well, once he'd tried to ask her for a date and he'd been rejected for doing so. Even though she was just a friend now, he still daydreamed about 'what ifs?'

He had wonderful people in his life, great wonderful friends. He hoped that tonight they'd make everything more tolerable, he'd been to plenty of parties before, this one didn't make much a difference to any other party. He didn't want to look for a bride, he wasn't interested in getting engaged to someone he barely knew. He almost wanted to run away, to leave everything behind and live his own life. But he wasn't selfish, he could never do such a thing, not to his people.

The prince looked at his watch, they were late, very late. He wasn't terribly upset, Marshall was normally fashionably late, and fionna could have easily gotten caught up in an adventure. But when minutes turned into hours the prince could no longer even mange a fake grin. He almost wanted to cry, but he couldn't, not here, not now. His sad expression caught the eye of one of his servants though, peppermint maid, his most trusted employee. She walked up to him, looking at him with concern, "Are you all right your highness?"

He crossed his arms, and he turned his head, trying to avoid the small woman's gaze. He huffed, before reluctantly saying "Fionna and Marshall didn't show up tonight...". Tears began to show, "They promised they'd be here to support me tonight, they promised they'd be here to keep me company...". The maid looked up at him, a frown upon her face, "Sire? Please...I'm sure they're just running late".

Gumball didn't feel any better, "No...they forgot...they abandoned me...again...". The maid tried to comfort him, but her efforts weren't helping, the prince felt miserable. He was being forced to marry someone he didn't know, he was forced to attend a party he didn't care about, and his friends were nowhere in sight. He had never felt such hatred, he needed to get away, needed to get away from the crowd, needed to be alone.

He wiped away his tears one last time and thought it best he find somewhere quiet. "I'm going to go for a walk peppermint..." He announced, "I'll be back later alright?". The maid looked him with concern, "Where sire? What about picking your bride?". He turned to her, "I'll be in the gardens..", he lied, "I'll pick someone soon enough..." And he escaped, making his way to his bedroom. It was pink, like him, but much darker, he changed into something a little more casual, jeans and his favorite pink jacket. He still kept the crown though, not wanting to lose it.

He didn't want peppermint maid to worry about him, but he couldn't be in the castle right now, maybe he could go to the treehouse and find fionna there. He wandered into the woods, hands in his pockets, moping, frustrated, confused. He was a mixture of feelings right now, and it was horrible, he had a terrible headache. The cool air touched his face, and he breathed in slowly, before more tears slid down his face.

"Why?..." He mumbled, "Why me...why is it always me...?". He was a third wheel and he knew it, charming Marshall, always ditching him and convincing fi to do the same. He was every lady's ideal man, suave, handsome, charming. He didn't even know why he hanged out with him sometimes, he made him feel bad, feel inferior. He didn't stand a chance against him, not that it mattered anyway, flame prince was the one fi liked now anyway.

He kicked a nearby rock, feeling rage. He didn't want to cry anymore, he took some more breaths and continued his walk, it was peaceful out here, relaxing. He looked up at the moonlight shown above him, admiring it, as well as the stars above. It felt nice out here, he silently wished he could escape out here more often, it was nice being out here. He took in the moment till he heard a laugh from somewhere nearby, he followed the sound, curious.

Peeking through the bushes, he took a look around. He knew that bunny hat anywhere, fionna was hanging out over by the river, flame prince by her side. They weren't doing anything remotely bad, just talking and laughing, but it made his heart sink to watch. He backed out before he was spotted and fell to his knees, great, nothing could make this any worse. Until he heard fionna's voice say, "I think I heard something fp...I'm gonna go check it out.."

Bubba immediately stood up and made a run for it, unfortunately not getting very far till fionna called out "Gumball?". He kept on going though, not in the mood to speak to her or anyone right now. Eventually he ran out of breath, he slowed down, realizing he was in an unfamiliar part of the forest. He immediately regretted his decision to run, he felt his stomach drop, a voice could be heard, coming from everywhere and nowhere at the same time.

He barely had the courage to even say anything, but he silently called out, "Is anyone there? Hello?". He moved quickly, it was dark around these woods, he couldn't see a thing. He felt terrified, "Please, can you help me? I-I think I'm lost..." He felt something tap him and he jumped, "Hey! Wha- who are you?". The voice grew louder, and he realized it was a woman's voice, she called out to him.

"Stay, don't leave me, I need you..."

It sounded almost desperate, as if she was begging him. Bubba managed to call out once again, "Wh-who are you? ", it was all he could manage. He was too scared, and it didn't make it any better when a dark smoke begun to surround him, covering his body, he tried to shake it off but it begun to blind him. he couldn't see anything, he fell to his knees, calling out for help, he needed fionna, he needed Marshall, he needed someone.

He screamed.

-

Laughing could be heard somewhere deep inside the woods, laughter that belonged to a girl. A girl who was having some great fun, her long dark hair was everywhere, her pale skin was easily identifiable against it. She was chasing two figures through the woods, one in the shape of a human boy, and an orange dog. They were running around, trying to hide form her as she playfully tried to find him. "BOOOYYYSSS! I"M COMING FOR YOU!" She snickered, "This was great fun, messing with these two souls...always gave her a great laugh...". Jake himself, was terrified, but finn knew she was just messing with them, like always, she was having fun.

The girl, was Marceline, a vampire. But she wasn't just any vampire, she was the vampire queen, she was the one in charge of them all. She was a powerful being, anyone in their right mind would never cross her. But Finn and Jake were some of the few that weren't in their right mind, and they didn't mind that at all. The two hid behind a tree, Jake, shrinking into a smaller figure. They kept quiet, hoping Marceline wouldn't be able to find them. But Marceline knew better than them, she had a great sense of smell, and hearing. No one could hide from her.

Turning invisible, she snuck around the tree the boys were hidden behind, and watched them. She leaned in close, and put on her most gnarliest monster face. She hissed, making the two adventurers scream like mad. She cackled, holding her stomach, after she stopped laughing she gave them a toothy grin. "You guys are fun to play with...", Jake wasn't amused, Finn chuckled, " You found us marce...". She shrugged, smug with herself, "Don't I always?"

"Heh, your too good at this game Marcy..." Finn said, "Maybe we should play again tomorrow...". The vampire queen raised an eyebrow, "You leaving?" she asked. "Yeah, sorry marce, we promised pb we'd help her find some junk later tonight after we hung out with you...", he shrugged, giving her a apologetic look. "Oh..." She was clearly disappointed, not willing to go home just yet, "Alright fine...just go ditch me and hang with bonnie..."

Finn took note of Marceline's disappointment, "Sorry marcy, we promised peebles...". She grumbled, "Yeah, but you also promised me we'd hang out tonight..." She hugged her arms, feeling disappointed, she lived alone, she had few real friends. Being a loner like herself wasn't pleasant, sometimes she needed someone to talk to, someone to keep her company. But vampires weren't naturally people that were seen as the friendly type. Therefore, she had few friends.

She hated feeling abandoned.

"Are you guys sure we cant hang for a little bit longer?" She joked, trying to relax. "We could head to my place and have a jam session?". Finn bit his lip, but he couldn't break a promise to the princess, "Sorry marce...pb's waiting fro us, we'll hang out tomorrow okay? er, no pun intended...". She didn't make an effort to hide her disappointment, "Fine fine...you both just leave...I'm sure I can entertain myself for the rest of the night...". She shrugged, "I'll see you boobs soon...". Finn left, giving Marceline a smile and a wave, Jake, still a little frightened Marceline would pounce on him, hid in the boy's backpack as he left these parts of the woods.

Marceline sighed, so much for tonight. She might as well head home tonight, before the sun comes up. She floated along, making her way home, it was cold out tonight. Her hair was flying behind her and she desperately hoped it wouldn't end up caught in anything. The forest was eerie tonight, almost unnatural, and that was saying something from a girl who lived in a world that had talking candy and people made of fire.

She just had a bad feeling, that something was wrong out tonight.

And then it hit her, she sniffed the air, she smelt...something...something familiar. Her eyes grew wide when she recognized it, it was blood, someone was bleeding out here, was injured. But the blood smell was different, sniffing the air a little more she realized the smell was much sweeter, reminding her too much of the pink princess who ruled the candy kingdom.

"Bonnibel?" She called out, hesitantly. Not that she expected the princess to be out here, alone and injured, but it was too similar. No, she had to do something, it was too close to be her imagination. She followed the scent, repeatable calling out her friends name in worry. "Oh god, if something happed...", it sounded too awful to be true, bonnie, possible dying? No, she wasn't gonna let that happen, she raced across the forest, following her nose.

And then she stopped.

There was a body lying on the ground, upon closer inspection the vampire realized it belonged to a man, a very pink man. He seemed young, and he was easy on the eyes as well, but he was definitely not familiar to her. She didn't know what to do, Finn and Jake were the heroes around here, how was she supposed to react? The man's eyes were closed, and his arm was bleeding. Marceline would've thought him dead, but he breathed in slowly, it was like he was asleep. She sat on the ground next to him, resisting the urge to try to consume his blood. "And what are you doing out here...?" She asked quietly.

She looked around the area, perhaps thinking a monster might be watching when a glimmer caught her eye. She checked out the source to find a shiny object hidden in one of the bushes, she bit her lip, not exactly wanting to leave the man's side. Keeping an eye on him, she snatched the object. Brushing some filth off she realized that this was far from something that should be out here...

It was a crown

"What the-" She examined the object carefully, she never wore crowns herself but she met too many royals to not know what one was. She quickly rushed back to the man's side, perhaps this belonged to him? Or maybe he was a thief, and had stolen it from another high class royal. No, he didn't look much like a thief, he had a kind face and looked to pure to be some kind of criminal. Unless he looked like that on purpose to avoid being arrested...

She hesitantly placed her hand on his cheek, he felt soft, she roughly shacked his head, trying to wake him. "Please wake up..." She grumbled, she didn't want to leave him to die, his presence left too many questions in her head. She roughly shook his shoulders, now perched above him. "Come on dude, wake up...", he didn't wake, but he made a small noise, a moan, perhaps he was asleep and was having a bad dream?

She traced her finger over his face, he looked familiar, but she didn't know why.

She almost considered slapping him to get a reaction, but he was already hurt enough.

But then suddenly, the man's eyes snapped open. At first everything was a blur for him, till he saw a girl perched above him, he froze. He red eyes were staring into hers, piercing him, he gulped.

Marceline gasped when he woke, his purple eyes staring into hers in fear. She immediately got off of him, she didn't know why, but she felt red with embarrassment. "Who are you?!" She asked, rather aggressive.

"I-I..." He mumbled, he didn't know what to say. Then he felt something trickle down his arm, he realized he was bleeding. He held it in pain, his facial expression telling the girl that he needed help.

Marcy just stared at him, he seemed harmless enough, she fell back to the ground and took his arm. "Looks like you only cut it, can you feel anything, like, can you move it?" She didn't know why, but she felt bad for him, she felt bad for this man she never met before.

He nodded, wiggling his fingers, "I-it really hurts...". He looked around, he still appeared to be in the forest. He just wanted to get back home, he didn't care how much peppermint maid would yell at him from going into the woods or if he had to choose someone to marry. He just wanted to leave and get back in his nice warm bed, have a cup of tea, and clean himself up.

"I-I need to get home..." He mumbled, "I want to leave..."

"What are you even doing out here?" Marceline questioned, "You don't exactly look like you belong way out here..."

"I-I was out for a walk...and I- I got lost..." He said, sobbing. "Please help me..."

Gumball took a good look at this mysterious women, her unusual features, her long raven hair, Her skin that almost appeared to be glowing in the moonlight, the red eyes he woke up to. But her eyes weren't the only odd thing about her that caught his attention, his eyes stopped looking at her own and traced down to her mouth, he noticed two small teeth between her lips.

She had fangs.

He started to back away, crawling with his one available hand. "Y-you're a vampire!" He exclaimed, "Please...don't hurt me or anything...I just want to go home...". Marshall may not hurt him, but not all vampires were like Marshall. He was trembling now, terrified of the beautiful young women who looked upon him.

She watched him crawl away, he was terrified, of her. This was natural to her, having people be frightened by her, but this wasn't the time for him to be frightened. No, this guy needed help, now wasn't the time for him to be freaked out by her and her vampire-ness.

"Yeah...fine...I'm a vampire..." She said, "So what?"

He looked her over, realizing she wasn't going to attack him. "y-you don't want to hurt me?"

"No...I'm trying to help you idiot. if I wanted to hurt you, don't you think I could've done so when you were unconscious?". She crossed her arms, now upset and completely irritated with the stranger. "So who are you anyways?"

He hesitated, she didn't SEEM dangerous, but then again neither did fionna. Even if he could run away there wasn't anywhere to go, and he didn't know where he was, and she DID find him. He quickly tried to calm himself down, "I-I'm prince gumball...I rule the candy kingdom..."

Marceline raised an eyebrow, "Uh...no...no you don't...princess bubblegum rules that place..." She eyed him up and down, "Although...you do remind me of her a little...are you guys like...related or something?" She remembered the crown, if he was indeed a prince, than this was definitely his.

"Princess bubblegum? W-where am I? I'm the only one who rules my kingdom...I have no relations..." Something was wrong, this girl didn't appear to know him, just how far away from home was he? He was beginning to panic again and he knew it, he relaxed himself by thinking. No, he as still in Aaa, everything was fine, he was probably just dreaming, he'd wake up in his bed and everything would be just fine...

But it was all too real

Marceline took the time to think. Prince Gumball? Prince Gumball? Why did that name sound so familiar? Ugh, it didn't matter, this guy was totally bonkers, he needed some serious help. He was rambling on about being the prince of the candy kingdom and was clearly messed up. Marceline debated whether she probably should just leave him, but even that would be too cruel for her to do. Instead, she reached out her hand to him, wanting to help him stand up.

He took it, her skin was cold, he stood up. He realized he was actually much taller than the women, and that she had only appeared bigger from her constant floating. He gave her a sincere smile for the first time, "Thank you..." He said, "For finding me...I could've died out here..."

"Uh, you're welcome I guess..." She said, shrugging. Then she realized they were still holding hands and quickly removed herself from his grasp. "You kinda left a huge scent when it came to the blood y'know?"

He looked down at his injured arm, "Well, at least me being injured helped in some way...". Then he realized something he forgot, "Forgive me, but I never asked for your name..."

She sighed, "It's Marceline..."

"That's a nice name..."

"It's okay..."

She looked at his arm, "Y'know, we could head to my house and I could probably wrap that thing up for you...", looking at it wasn't comforting and she might as well just help him out of these woods at least. Maybe tomorrow she could hand him off to pb and she could find his home for him.

"Well...I don't know? I mean...how am I sure you won't hurt me or something?" He still didn't fully trust this girl, and being invited to her home was a sure way for her to do terrible thing to him.

"Well, to be honest...you don't..." She said, "But I'm your only ticket out of here at the moment...and I'm sure I'm not the only one who smelt your blood..."

His eyes widened, noises could be heard in the distance. If Marceline could smell his blood from a mile away, sure as heck a number of other dangerous creatures could have. He moved a little closer to her, feeling a little bit more safe having a powerful vampire around to defend him.

Marceline, on the other hand, thought he was going to attack her and hissed at him, causing him to topple back. "I'm sorry..." He said, panicking, "I-I just- I'm freaked out okay? I have so much to live for, I have people who depend on me, I have friends who care about me, an- and I have to marry someone for my kingdom...I just..." . He sniffled, "Please help me...I don't wanna die out here..."

She felt bad for him, he seemed rather genuine, but there was obviously something wrong with him. She took his shoulders in her hands, and looked him straight in the eye, "Hey, calm down...look...I'm gonna get you outta here alright? I'll take you to my place, well fix up your arm, and we'll see about finding your home in the morning..."

"In the morning?"

"You can stay the night if you want..." She suggested, "Unless you'd rather sleep out here with all the monsters..."

Then out of nowhere and catching the vampire completely off guard, the man pulled her into a hug, sobbing into her shoulder. "Thank you...thank you so much Marceline..."

Maybe he couldn't fully trust her right now, but her home had to be better than being out here...he had to take a chance. Marceline on the other hand didn't know what she was doing, why was she inviting him into her home? She didn't know this guy, much less trust him yet. Inviting him into her home could lead to many terrible consequences, and yet, she couldn't let him die, she had to risk it, but it was only for one night anyway right? One night and he'd be out of her life forever...

When he let go of her she floated upwards and asked for his hand, "Listen, I know flying is kinda scary...but it's probably the fastest way out..". Bubba hesitated and took it, then she yanked him towards her, causing him to clutch her waist in fear.

She smirked, before floating up and out of the dark woods.