"SKADOW!"

Fionna raised her sword above her head as she basked in her triumph over the Cute Queen. Her miniature army fled while she followed, shouting adorable vows of revenge.

It wasn't a huge victory, but Fionna would take any battle over spending another whole day stuffing her face with ice cream and playing video games with Cake. Things had been quiet in the land of Aaa for about a month now and Fionna was itching for some heroic action.

She put away her sword and decided to head home. It was getting dark and Cake would be back from Lord Monochromicorn's soon, but Fionna drug her feet as she scuffed along. Soon she was looking up at the familiar pink castle, smiling at how many times she had saved it from doom and destruction. The Candy Kingdom smelled delicious as she walked past the gates, like chocolate, peppermint, and gingerbread wrapped up in a gooey ball of goodness. Prince Gumball must be in his lab.

Thinking of him made Fionna blush in a embarrassed way. A year ago, she would have rushed inside to see how she could help, just to spend time with the prince. She knew better though. Fionna had learned the hard way PG didn't like her like that, and she was over it. No need to go inside and tie him up.

A chill filled the air. Instead of shivering, Fionna giggled and turned around to see Marshall Lee hovering on his back lazily, guitar in hand.

"Marshall Lee!"

"What up Fi? Trying to get a whiff of Prince Dumbball? Want me to help you write a sappy love song?"

Fionna could barely pick up her fists before Marshall closed his eyes and contorted his face into something that mocked sadness.

Oh my Prince, you're pretty in pink
I have to say it, don't care what you think
You got my stupid bunny ears all in a twist
Prince Gumwad, why am I last on your list?

Fionna swung at Marshall as he flipped in the air to dodge her with an chuckle.

"Chill out girl, he's not worth it."

"Can it, jerk!" Fionna aimed for this smiling face, but he was too quick. As he moved, his axe guitar caught the blow.

"OOOOOUCH!" Fionna fell to the ground and held her shaking wrist.

Marshall immediately planted his chucks on the ground, crouched down, and grabbed her hand.

"Dude, your punches are harsh." His brow furrowed as he realized she had diced her hand as well as half her arm.

"Get off me!" She tried to pull away, but it was like her fingers were wedged between two stones. As tears began to well up in her eyes, she tried to think of an escape. No way she was going to let him see her cry. Heroes don't cry, especially in front of Vampire Kings.

"Cake is probably worried about me, I gotta go." She pleaded. She sniffled and again attempted to tear away.

"Nope. I was just chillin at your place before I came here, and Cake wasn't even home yet." His eyes hadn't left her blood soaked limb. "Dang babe, you look like a diced tomato!" Marshall smiled as he lifted his gaze from her wound to her face, and licked his lips with a wink.

"Hey! What were you doing in our house anyway?" Fionna scowled as he smirked at her.

"Look, it was my house before it was yours. I write some sick stuff in there, yo." He paused and his face fell, "But seriously, we need to fix this." Marshall made a grand gesture of slinging his guitar around to his back, picked up Fionna, and added, "And after that, we can fix you too."

With a demonic wink, they were off into the sky. The rush of cool air burned Fionna's injury as Marshall Lee whisked her away to his house.

Author's Note: This first chapter is a little short, but chapters get longer as the story progresses.

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