Fiona and Cake were on their way back to their tree house after having fought the ice queen again. It had been a tough day and they were both ready to call it a night. When they got inside they both jumped onto the couch only to find they didn't hit it. They both looked to see that they were floating just above it. Cake began getting scared thinking it had been cursed or something but Fiona had a good idea what was going on "Marshal, knock it off already." she said annoyed. "Fine." he said becoming visible and let them both fall right on the couch like they had planed.
Cake's tail frizzed out and she shrank down and hid under Fiona's hat. "Oh come on, your still doing that? You know it doesn't help any." Marshal said floating above Fiona and taunting Cake slightly "Lee, leave Cake alone." she said still annoyed. "Not unless you admit you are totally into me." Lee said with a smile. "Will you knock it off already you knuckle head? Haven't we already been through this?" she asked rolling her eyes "I know you like me, you just don't want to admit it." he said floating on his back with his hands holding the back of his head lazily.
Fiona began treating him like he wasn't there. She went to the fridge and grabbed a juice box and went back to the couch where she tried to play on BMO. Annoyed by her attempts he acted like he had left and when he was sure she had though he had he hissed right in her face. She didn't say anything though, Cake gripped her hat tighter in fear, all she did was lean slightly so she could see the screen. "Man, come on! Fine I'll leave Cake alone." he said. "Promise?" she said finally acknowledging he was there. "I swear." he said.
Fiona smiled and nodded "Want to play co-op?" she asked pulling out another controller. "Sure." he said and floated next to her and began playing the game with her. Cake managed to crawl out from underneath of Fiona's hat and sat on the other side of her to keep as far from him as she could. After a few hours Fiona had decided she needed some sleep. Marshal reluctantly left to give her the ability to sleep and went home to his cave not too far away from their tree house.
He sat in there for a few hours playing a few cords on his ax before turning in as well. He liked visiting Fiona, it was always fun to do. He thought about this as he slept only to find his mind had wondered else where in his sleep. When he woke up he found himself uncomfortable and in need of a shower. He got in the shower as he thought about his dream, he had never had a dream like that in all his years. He stood under the running water with his head against the wall. His mind trying to make sense of it all. It just didn't seem to make sense at all!
He got out of the shower and got dressed before he went out and looked for anything good for breakfast. He looked around his cave but nothing looked any good. He went a bit further and found some berries so he picked and drank the red from them as to keep himself over till he found something better. However he had trouble finding anything till he got to Tree Trunks apple patch. He knew he could find some good apples in that old mans apple fields.
When he had drank the red out of a few apples he left knowing he was full, yet for some reason he didn't quite feel it. It was like his fangs themselves were sore or something and only felt good when they were drinking. He decided to ignore it though and went to go visit his two favorite people to pick on. He made it into their tree house easy and without a noise. He had just about gotten behind Fiona and Cake and was going to scare the both of them out of their minds "Marshal don't even think about it." Fiona said "How did you know I was here?" he asked amazed slightly. "I just knew." she said simply. "It's cause you like me." he said with a smile. "Marshal, will you cut it out already?" Fiona said getting tired of it over and over again. "Nope, not till you admit to it." Marshal said with a smile as he floated in front of her.
Cake was shaking like a leaf but happened to notice a small change in the way he smelled, however she was too sacred to care about it as she hide back under Fiona's hat. "Cake, at least shrink down a little." Fiona said as Cake tried to get under her hat in her normal size. "Why don't you ever take that off?" Marshal wondered as some of her golden hair came out. "My hair goes everywhere, it makes it hard for me to fight when I have to keep my hair out of my face and such." she said stuffing her hair back into her hat. "Well your not adventuring now." Marshal said trying to make a point. "Well, I just like it this way." she said trying to drop the subject.
Marshal floated around for a while as Fiona tried to fix her hat and hair from Cakes constant moving trying to hide better. She groaned in aggravation as she decided that she needed to take her hat off entirely if she wanted to get it back on comfortably. Marshal watched as she struggled to get Cake off her head along with her hat, and then continued to watch as he had trouble brushing her own hair. "You need some help or something?" he asked as she continued to have problems with her hair. "Normally Cake helps me brush it when it gets this messed up, but she seems to be too sacred to right now." Fiona said looking over at Cake who was shaking underneath her hat still.
Marshal took the brush out of her hands and held it out of her reach. "Oh come on Marshal! Give it back!" she shouted trying to jump for it. "Nope, I going to help with your hair. It's no fun anymore just watching you struggle with it." he said floating in and out of reach. She sighed in aggravation and had thoughts of just throwing something at him but the only things within reach were breakable. "Fine, but if you mess it up I'm taking scissors to yours." she threatened causing him to shiver at the thought. "Right, I wont mess this up." he said as he carefully brushed her hair.
It took a little bit but he got it fully brushed out and fixed. She looked it over and smiled "Thanks Marshal. You did a really nice job." she said standing up. "Well of course, I have to keep my hair looking good too you know." he said with a smile. She picked her hat back up "What, your going to mess up all the hard work I just did by putting it back into your hat?! Come on, just let your hair out for a little while. It could probably use the fresh air." Marshal said. She rolled her eyes "Fine, but only this one time." Fiona said and Cake quickly evacuated the hat and went into her shirt pocket. "Cake, why cant you seem to forgive me?" Marshal said with a small smile as he floated upside down so he could look down at her. "You tried to kill both of us! If I hadn't have thought fast you would have killed me for sure!" Cake said. "I said sorry." Marshal said not sure what more she wanted from him.
Marshal got an idea "Hey want to see something cool?" he asked and Fiona shrugged "Sure!" as she came over to see what he had in mind. He went over to the table she had that BMO would normally sit on when she played games on him. There he placed something on the table that liked like a bag of chips. "What's so cool about chips?" she asked confused "This is just what I kept them in since I didn't have anything better at the time." he said as he spilled the contents onto the table so she could see. They were tinny glowing people and they were trying to run around randomly. "Marshal, did you put them there?!" Fiona asked a bit angry "No, no. Watch." he said and they all began running back to the bag. "They like the chips. They just climbed in on their own and have been eating the chips. It was another reason I kept them in it." he said and kept them from getting back into the bag.
Fiona was about to get mad at him "You should see this, this is what I thought was cool about them." he said taking one of the apples he had drank from before out and placing it on the table. Fiona watched as the apple vanished in seconds. "Whoa! What happen?" she asked not sure "They ate it. They eat everything food based fast. When I first found them the bag was full of red hot barbeque chips, and then it was all gone. Right now they are trying to get they are trying to get the crumbs." he said and let them climb back into the bag where they continued to clean the bag. "That was kinda neat." she said looking into the bag to see them glowing much better inside it.
After that they decided on a bit of PVP however Fiona got a bit aggravated that he beat her in the game several times in a row. "Admit it, I'm better at this game!" Marshal said with a big smile "Fine, you kick my rump at it." she said crossing her arms. "It's getting a bit late." Fiona said looking at the clock. "Yeah, I guess. See you later." Marshal said before floating out the window and back to his cave. He found himself on his guitar again that night, but this time his music was different. It was softer and seemed happier. He didn't realize this till he listened to the recording of it though. He tried to figure out why he had changed his music like that but he couldn't seem to pin it down, it was evasive as his dream was. He began to wonder if the two were connected.
It was only when he had another dream with her in it, even more direct than the last, nearly hitting tier 15. Did he actually have an idea of what the deal was? He woke sweating and even more uncomfortable than the time before. He took another shower finding he needed the cold to get comfortable again, he would not stoop so low as to try to please himself. He stood in his shower as he let the water take away his discomfort, it felt a bit good really. He just wished he knew why he had that dream, he had two thoughts of what provoked it. A: Hanging out with Fiona too much. Which he had been doing more than usual. or B: He had gained some kind of sickness. He was not sure if it was a possibility of it being both or if he was wrong, but he knew now it was definitely centered around her.
As he got out of his shower and dressed he decided that he should try to avoid her entirely for a period of time. He grabbed his chest, it hurt. "What the? It felt like I had a stake put through my heart." he thought out loud. "I definitely need to avoid her." he said to himself but it only increased the pain he felt. It was as if the thought of being without her would kill him. However he tried to stick with it and didn't visit her once that night. However, he didn't get any sleep. Nor did he eat anything. He just didn't feel hungry and he couldn't seem to close his eyes either. As the next night hit he shouted out in aggravation "Fine, I give! I can't stay away from her!"