Disclaimer: I don't own anything. Literally, I'm living in a cardboard box on the streets :P
Cake stood in the tree house's kitchen, humming to herself while she fried eggs for a small brunch-time snack.
"Now, where did that salt go?" she asked aloud, rummaging through various drawers, completely oblivious to the dark presence creeping up behind her.
Having located the salt, Cake returned to her cooking only to frown as an odd shadow was cast over her stove. She turned to berate Fionna for sneaking up on her, but screamed as Marshall Lee bared his oh so terrifying fangs at her.
"Sweet babies!" she exclaimed, digging her claws into the bookshelf she had jumped onto in her shock as Marshall floated around in a fit of laughter. "What are you doing trespassing in my crib during egg-time?" she demanded angrily, climbing down to stand in front oh him with her hands on her hips.
"You should learn to control your rage, patty-cake, if you turn any redder I'm gonna bite ya; I don't want a vampire cat cramping my style," he teased, enjoying the fear that flashed across the cat's face. "Anyway, where's Fi? She was supposed to jam with me today, but she was a no-show."
"Where my girl is, is none of your business!" declared Cake, attempting to salvage her now over-fried eggs. "Aw, nuts," she mumbled sadly.
"That's cool, I'll just hang here with you until she comes back then," he said, floating over to the couch. He knew Cake would crack easily now because of her immense fear of vampires-that or her immense dislike of him.
"Fine, see what I care. I can't hear you; you don't exist; I'm in Cake land, and there's a super math party with no soul-sucking vamps," said Cake.
Marshall Lee remained silent, amused by the cat's attempts to ignore him.
"Nope, everything's just dandy and peaceful and quiet…in a good way though, quiet in a totes good way, not, like, bone-chillingly eerie…"
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"A date! She's on a date! You're giving me the heebie-jeebs, now get out!" yelled Cake in desperation.
"Date?" Marshall Lee asked. The word felt foreign on his tongue, especially when it was associated with Fionna, and even more especially when it was associated with Fionna but not him. "Who with?"
"I'm not telling!"
It couldn't be Bubblebutt. Sure she had a crush on him for a while, but he had messed with her heart gut pretty badly last time he checked. In fact, he thought she was finally moving on and was going to start seeing that other guys existed. Guys who'd been her friend since forever; guys with mad guitar skills; guys who had fangs; guys who had lived for over a millennium and were hailed as the Vampire King. If she wasn't dating him then who?
"You're doing that major creepy silent thing again! Agh! It's Flame Prince, okay? Mohawk fire dude, now get out, and don't you dare mess with my girl's date!" exclaimed Cake shoving a slightly dazed Vampire King out the door.
Once outside Marshall continued to hover where Cake had pushed him, simply processing the information he'd received.
Flame Prince? Seriously, Flame Prince? Fionna was a total goody-goody, yet she was on a date with the mad evil Flame Prince? That didn't make sense at all and it was also not part of his grand plan, which had previously consisted of waiting until she realized he existed as a guy rather than a friend.
Apparently, due to the new, unpleasant development, changes had to be made and game had to be upped.
So this first chapter is short, but generally I'll write around 1500 -3000 words per chapter, I just want to gauge interest for the story. So review if ya can; I love reviews like I love Adventure Time (which is a whole bunch)
