"MATH!" Fionna screamed, as she stubbed her toe on the table.
"Babycakes, are you alright?" Cake asked.
"Yes, I ought to rest though. This really hurts." Fionna sat down on the couch and started dreaming about her adventuring. All of a sudden, a loud banging noise flooded the room.
"I'll get it, woo!" yells Cake. As she looks through the port hole, she screeches and runs away.
"Who is it, Cake?" asks Fionna, but gets no answer. She slowly stumbles to the door and opens it nonchalantly.
"Oh hey, Marshall." she says.
"I need to ask you a favor." he says urgently. "I tried to make it to the cave before the sun rose, but it's already up, and I almost fell over in pain just coming here. Can I stay and rest until sundown?"
"Yeah, sure, whatever. You can use my bed if you want." says Fionna.
Marshall Lee sleeps the day away, until it is sundown again. As he wakes up, he watches Fionna as she dresses into her pajamas. When she takes off her hat, he's caught staring at her golden locks flowing swiftly to her sides. Marshall can't believe what he's looking at. And are those... Breasts? This is all so new to him, things he's never seen from Fionna.
"Just what do you think you're staring at?" Fionna asks him in amusement.
"N-n-uh-nothing!" he says stuttering.
"Keep your eyes to yourself, Marshall." she replies, while winking at him.
As Marshall Lee flies home, he can barely keep balance. What happened to her in the matter of six years? Has it really been that long?
His mind is filled with thoughts for the next few days.