Ok Marceline, get a hold of yourself, it's just a date. You can't possibly mess up. Just sit next to Bonnie and watch the movie. that's all you have to do. Marceline buttoned up her flannel over her gray tank-top. Ok, just to make sure, let her pick the movie… I hope it isn't a chick flick, I can't handle them. Marceline tied her blue tie around her neck. "Whew, Ok Marceline, Let's do this." She sat on her bed and tied the laces of her well-worn black converse high tops. "Let's go get her." Marceline stood up and sucked in a deep breath. Then, she walked down the stairs, and out the door, and onto her deep black motorcycle that matched her hair. She put her helmet on and started the engine, and sped out of the driveway and down the street.

She arrived at Bonnie's house a little late so she rushed to the door. She took off her helmet and shook out her hair. Bonnie opened the door and jumped into a hug. "Hey Marcy! You ready?" Marceline smiled and nodded. They walked, hand-in-hand, to Marceline's motorcycle. "A motorcycle!?"

Marcy snickered, " yeah. I just got my license." She got on the motorcycle and waited for Bonnie to get on. She hesitated so Marceline got off again. "Don't worry Bon-Bon, I'll be careful. I have precious cargo." Bonnie slowly nodded and got assistance from Marceline to get on the back. Marceline got on the front and passed Bonnie the helmet. "Just in case."

"wait what about you?"

"I'll be ok." She turned back around as Bonnie put on the helmet. She felt Bonnie put her hands on her shoulders. "You're gonna need to be closer than that." She grabbed Bonnie's hands and wrapped her arms around her thin waist. "Ready?"

"As I'll ever be…" Marceline backed out of the driveway and down the street. Bonnie squealed and Marceline let out a small giggle. Marceline secretly blushed as Bonnie scooted herself as close to Marceline as she could be, and squeezed her as tight as she could out of fear. Oh my glob, she's so close. I better just pay attention to the road… I'm starting to hyperventilate… Oh glob, oh glob, oh glob! Ok the road Marcy! The road! H-Here's a left turn…. I can feel her boobs! Marceline missed her turn. "Dammit!" She turned into a random driveway, and before she could turn around she heard a voice.

"well, well, well. Look who we have here." Bonnie felt Marceline flinch. Bonnie huffed. She knew that voice anywhere. It was Marceline's ex Ash. Ash was always very physically, sexually and emotionally abusive of Marceline, and used to sell her things for drugs. "and look! Little miss pinky!"

"Marceline, we'd better go…" Marceline was frozen in fear.

"Ooohhhh, I see, you still are into me aren't you? That's why you came. If you want me that bad, then baby, lemme just take you!" Ash smirked, and started to saunter over. Marceline started to shiver in fear.

"Oh hell no" Bonnie leapt off of the motorcycle throwing her helmet on the ground. Bonnie stood defiantly in front of Ash. "Ok buttface, don't you dare touch a hair on her head!"

Ash scoffed "Buttface? Ha! And, sure, I won't touch a hair on her… head, maybe somewhere else though..." Ash smirked and pushed Bonnie aside.

"I'm warning you shithead! Stop RIGHT NOW!" Bonnie pulled her hair back into a ponytail. Ash grabbed Marceline's collar and yanked her off her bike and she slumped to the ground. Bonnie ran up to Ash and punched his face. He dropped Marceline and wiped the blood from his lip.

"Ok bitch! I understand that you wanna get with my girl, but this whore is mine!" He lunged forward, which Bonnie easily dodged and in one swift move, she ended up on his back.

She calmly mumbled to herself "Ok, so here's the Carteral artery… that should make him lose consciousness..." She put two fingers right below the bend in his jaw. She pushed down there as he thrashed, trying to rip her off his back. He gradually slowed down, then slumped on the ground in a heap. Bonnie stood up and ran to Marceline. "Hey, Marce, did he hurt you, are you ok?!" Marcy slowly sat up, and a tear ran down her face.

"Yeah, I'm Ok. He just kinda, y'know, triggered me. Heh." Bonnie smiled.

"How about we just skip the movie theater and head back to your place and watch the Lion king or something?"

"Heh, yeah, sorry."

"It's alright, I knew you wouldn't want to watch the notebook anyway."

Thank glob.