Hey guys! I was in the mood to write some Adventure Time! So let's see how that plays out…

Disclaimer: I do not own Adventure Time. Wish I did… but you're most likely glad I don't.

Saturday's Stars

Gumball left his castle every Saturday night to see the stars. Today, Marshall Lee had similar plans. He floated into the field and rested on the cool grass, only to be greeted by a mass of pink. He didn't mind though. He landed by Gumball.

"Beautiful, aren't they?"

The prince jumped at the sound of the vampire's voice.

"Hm? A-ah, yes…"

"I didn't mean to frighten you."

"It's alright."

Marshall decided to skip to the point. He grabbed the royal's hand.

"Wh-what are you-?"

He ignored the prince's protests and continued. He was able to control himself until he smelled Gumball's skin.

"Your skin smells so good." He licked the prince's neck, tasting to see if it was better than when he had just smelled it. Oh god this was too much. Maybe he could stop? He couldn't. He had tasted skin. He could almost smell the blood rising to Gumball's cheeks.

"Marshall! Marshall, stop! Marshall!" He protested, kicked, and screamed, but nothing would make him give. Then, something happened.

"What is this feeling? It-it is so new to me. A-am I possibly… enjoying this? No, you aren't. Stop! You don't want this!"

But his body said otherwise. His disapproval turned to pleasure, and his mind, even though it was screaming at him, soon followed. As the vampire bit harder at his neck, his moans became louder.

Marshall wasn't used to seeing the prince in such a vulnerable state, but he LOVED it. He was now on top of Gumball, straddling him, and pulling him closer. Then their lips met, and after that it was pure ecstasy. Then, Marshall was prompted by that wonderful smell. His throat burned, and he wanted blood… but not just anyone's blood. He wanted Gumball's blood. He looked at the prince's neck. It looked so inviting. All he needed was some of his blood. Just some, not all, some.

"Y-your blood…" There was a pause. Then Gumball threw his head back.

"Take it."

Marshall was completely shocked. He would really just give himself to him like that? Even though Marshall didn't fully understand, he was too overcome with the smell of blood. He slowly leaned in, waiting for the warm liquid to pour into his mouth. He growled as his fangs pierced the skin. It tasted so good. It was sweet.

"Marshall! Get off of him!"

Fionna. Damn.

She grabbed Gumball by the arm and dragged him off to get some medical attention, which he really didn't need at all. Marshall watched as the strange little blonde took him into the distance.

Until next Saturday, my friend.

Oh god I swear I hope you think I didn't do a bad job on this. I'm just gonna go now...

Hope you liked! Review plz!

TY.

Hollow P.