Bonnie's slender finger's carefully guided over the test tubes. She would gently lift the container to exam the contents and place it back down. Marceline was her complete opposite. She would snatch and grab at the fragile glass causing beakers to crack or break. She detested safety goggles and often rebelled against the teacher's instructions. So Bonnie wasn't surprised when they got pair together to be partners. Teachers liked putting the worst and best students together to prevent major damage to their classroom.

"Hey Bonnie where does this go?"

Bonnibel glanced up to see Marceline holding a dangerous chemical close to her face.

"Marceline you idiot"

She carefully took it away from the punk rock girl and placed it back on the rack.

"Marcy you need to wear gloves and goggles! And why isn't your hair pulled up?!"

Marceline snorted, flipping her ebony hair over her shoulder and reached for the safety goggles beside her.

"But they don't match my outfit."

"That's not important!"

"Oh but it must be considering that your goggles and gloves always match your oh so peppy attire."

Marceline snickered at Bonnibel's many shades of pink. It was rare for Bonnie not to wear the color. The teen went as far as to dye her hair pink. The day she wears another color is the day Hell will freeze over.

"Shut up Marcy and do the chemical equation."

Marceline's cheerful mood soon turned gloomy. Glancing at the equation she realized she didn't recognize a single symbol.

"Um Bonnie."

"Yeah?"

"I don't understand."

"Which part of the equation don't you understand?"

"…all of it."

Bonnibel shot her head up to stare at the other girl in shock.

"how could you not know? You pass every test?"

Marceline shifted at the lab table and let out a nervous laugh.

"I kind of look on to your paper."

Bonnibel threw her text book at Marceline smacking her aside her head.

"OWWW! Bonnie!"

"That's for cheating you arrogant ass!"

"Okay I deserved that, but I still don't understand the problem at hand."

Sighing Bonnibel moved over beside Marceline.

"Okay you see this number?"

"Yeah."

"That's how many Ir you have in the equation."

"…Bonnie."

"Yes?"

"I have no idea what Ir is?"

Bonnibel growled angrily and yanked Marceline's notebook away from her. She etched in the numbers almost tearing holes after every equation. She was almost finished when she saw Marceline reaching across the table. She picked up a purple fizzy liquid and a couple of neon pink rocks that were on their pan.

"Hey Bon-Bon! Check it out! These pink rocks are you and this purple junk is me."

Giggling Marceline held it up to Bonnibel. Bonnie was about to respond when she saw Marceline dropping the rocks into the purple contraction.

"When you mix us you get chemistry!"

"Marceline those two give off a bad chemical reaction!"

The container holding the purple liquid and the now dissolving rocks began to have foam running down it. Popping noises escaped out of the opening of the beaker. Bonnie took the beaker out of Marcy's hands and placed it in the sink. As soon as she was finished she shuffled Marceline out of her seat and shoved her out of the lab door. The rest of the class pushed their way out of the lab as the container exploded everywhere.

The rest of the school was canceled due to the toxic gas the liquid gave off after explosion. Marcy skipped close behind Bonnie.

"I told you Bonnie! We got chemistry!"

Bonnibel rolled her eyes as she reached towards her girlfriend's hand, gently lacing their fingers together.

"I didn't doubt it, but next time give me a box of chocolates instead of blowing up the chemistry lab."

"But it wouldn't be as romantic."

"Shut up you cheating chemist."