An old man was seated behind his desk, he was writing something on a piece of paper. He wore a dark blue suit with a red necktie, he also had a beard that almost touched the surface of his desk. Everything was quiet until a groan was heard. He paused for a second, not expecting the sudden sound then he continued to write. Another minute passed when he heard a deeper groan and a shuffle. He sighed.
"Do you have something you want to say?" He calmly said. Still not looking up from his desk.
Seated aloof in front of him with her arms crossed, was a young woman. She was wearing a pair of ripped jeans and a black shirt with a grotesque drawing of a snake slithering through two marshmallows, each impaled by a stick. Her long black hair was ruffled and slightly uneven. She had a frown on her face, her bright green eyes glaring at the old man in front of her.
"Oh me? Nah, I'd rather sit here and be invisible because you know.." Waving her arms around her then crossing them again. "I'm not needed anywhere, I don't really have plans for today."
"Your chief sent you here. Again." He calmly stated. Still not looking away from his work. "Do you know why?"
"Because he's a condescending ass?" She snickered. This time the man lifted his head up to narrow his eyes at her. "Okay, okay." Lifting her hands up, palms faced away in a form of surrender.
"You disobeyed orders." The pen he was holding was set down, he intertwined his own fingers above his desk. "Again."
"You know I only did that to-"
"Marceline." He warned. "We do what we have to do, only if the situation calls for it."
"So you're saying I made a mistake about saving a life? We made it out-"
"No!" He interrupted again, his voice getting higher. "You were almost killed by that robber! Your chief told you not to go but you found it rather necessary to chase after him than extinguishing a burning bank!"
"I saw him ran by a corner pressing a gun on a little boy's head!" She argued. Her face contorted by anger "Did you expect me to ignore that?!"
"I expected you to do your damn job!" He stood up abruptly. "You could've just told a nearby officer of what you saw, but you chose to go vigilante on him with nothing but a stupid axe?! You're a firefighter for God's sake not a cop!" The woman only stared at him. Her mouth opening and closing, unable to formulate words.
Taking a deep breath to calm himself down. He smoothed the front of his suit while walking towards the window. "What you did was really irresponsible, and don't even get me started on that building incident last week. You were lucky, lucky that you got out on time, lucky that his aim was terrible." Turning back to look at the woman, his eyes softened. "But you can't always trust luck, Marceline. We almost lost you, I almost lost you."
"Look Simon, I'm sorry okay." She gently said. "And that building thing was last month ago, you yelled at me for a week, remember? Now come sit back down before you get a heart attack or something. Jesus."
"You're the one giving me the heart attack." He let out a chuckle despite his aggravation. Sitting back down and picking up his pen to resume his work. "You can't go disobeying everything your superiors tell you. They can't fire you on the spot since you're fortunate enough to be my grandchild but don't tempt me, Marceline." He scrawled his signature at the bottom of the paper before handing it to the woman in front of him.
"Finally." She sighed. Standing then walking to the old man behind the desk. She kissed him on the forehead then made her way to the door. "Bye Gran, love ya."
"We're not finished with this discussion, young lady." He gruffly said. "...I love you too. Now get out."
"Are you sure you're okay? Do you need help with those?" Lady offered.
"I'm fine Lady, my arm was slightly burnt not disabled." Bubblegum retorted. Walking off to the kitchen.
They were at Jake and Lady's house and was currently waiting for Finn and his friend to arrive so that they could all go out for a movie and then dinner. After the whole wake-up-with-your-house-on-fire business was over, Bubblegum was forced to spend most of her time at Jake and Lady's house.
Bubblegum stayed for four days in the hospital, only because Lady wouldn't allow her to go home unless she was a hundred percent sure that her burns were fine. And on the days that she was home, Lady was there too.
Bubblegum understands that Lady is still shocked because she almost lost her best friend but she had to admit that it was becoming really annoying. Since she was the one that almost died, she wanted more time on reflecting and relaxing.
And by reflecting, she means remembering those green orbs staring a her intensely. Bubblegum has never seen eyes look at her that way, it was like they were staring at her soul. Bubblegum couldn't remember her whole face because her eyes were still blurry at that time, plus her glasses were burnt to a crisp. Of all the times you need a good eyesight, it gets burned. Well at least Bubblegum remembers the firefighter being hot. She does have a nice a-
"Hey yo PB?" Jake waved his hand in front of Bubblegum's face. "Are you cool with that?"
"I'm totally cool with tha-" Bubblegum blushed hard. Snapping out of her daydream and focusing on Jake. "I'm sorry Jake, what was that again?"
"I said, I'm inviting a couple of friends to the movies. Wouldn't want to waste these tickets" When Bubblegum studied his face for a moment, her eyes flickering to Lady and him. He quickly added "No funny business I promise! Not gonna go cupid on you this time." He gave her a sheepish smile.
"As long as you keep your promise." Bubblegum said sternly. When Jake only whooped in reply "I mean it Ja-"
The doorbell rang and Jake was out of the kitchen faster than the wind. Bubblegum could only groan her anxiousness away walking to the living room with Lady as Jake answered the door.
"Finn and Fi are here!" Jake shouted excitedly.
Finn is Jake's adoptive brother and police partner. They fight crime and uphold justice. Finn has this long, beautiful, blonde hair that he hides in a worn out white beanie and bright blue eyes, he has a jock build body with a six-foot-tall height and the face of a baby. He likes the color blue so he makes sure to wear at least one thing blue and that day he decided to wear a pair of black pants and a blue hoodie over a white shirt.
Standing to his right is his cousin Fionna. Fi for short.
Fi is Finn's cousin. Though they look so perfectly alike that people assume that they're siblings. Sharing the same fondness with the color blue, she wore a short blue skirt with a light blue, long-sleeved shirt. Unlike her tall cousin, Fionna is quite petite. Standing beside him and just reaching his chest, but they both are very cheerful nonetheless.
"Yo Peebs what's up?" Finn said. Giving Bubblegum a gentle hug, mindful of her healing burns. "You good?"
"Yeah, girl!" Fionna bumped her cousin by the hip so he would move and she could hug Bubblegum next. "Those burns are looking a lot more better."
"I'm fine guys, jeez." Bubblegum smiled as she was released. "Are we ready to go?"
"Yeah we're good." Jake said. Grabbing his car keys by the coffee table.
All of them made their way outside the house. They usually carpool to save gas and enjoy each others company.
The trip to the mall was short. Idle talks about the weather and how they were holding up with their own jobs and lives. Jake was telling them about some bank robbers who blew up a bank.
"Oh yeah, speaking about that, Jake." Finn piped up from the back seat. "Marshall said he's busy today."
Marshall? Why does that sound familiar? Bubblegum thought. There was a strong nagging in her head about that name.
"Doing what? I bet he's being a sour puss coz' Marceline owned his ass on LoL again" Jake laughed. Turning on his flasher then turning right to the parking lot.
"Hah. Five bucks says she blew his Minecraft again." Finn cackled.
"You're on little bro." Jake chuckled. He tried to control his laughter by looking around for a vacant space. "Is Marceline coming?" He coughed.
"Yeah." Finn said. "She said she was on her way."
After parking the car and making their way to the back entrance of the mall. Bubblegum couldn't help but ask. "Who's Marshall and Marceline?"
"Sorry 'bout that, they're the friends I was telling you about earlier." Jake said. Reaching out to hold Lady's hand. "Me and Finn met them a while back. Saved our asses a bunch of time, too. We were thinking about introducing them to you guys."
"Oh so they're Police Officers?" Bubblegum asked. Something was definitely coming she could feel it in her gut.
"No, no. They're firefigh-" Jake noticed a red motorcycle being parked across from them. "There she is now- YO HEY! MARCELINE!" Jake shouted then waved. Lady slapped his arm lightly and scolded him for being so loud.
The person that owned the red motorcycle paused to look at the sudden noise. The person took off the helmet and Bubblegum was sure, so sure that all the air inside her was blown away.
Her long black hair that flowed endlessly, Bubblegum question how that small helmet was able to hold it. It looked so soft even though it was noticeably uneven. And even though Bubblegum was like, fifteen feet away, she swore she could feel those green eyes piercing right through her. Those hips that swayed as the woman walked towards them. That dangerous smirk that sought to give Bubblegum a heart-attack and the only thing that Bubblegum could think and say was.
"Holy. Shit."
A/N: Yo guys! I'm really really sorry about the late update. My mind is kind of messed up about what I should do with this fic :)) But! No worries I got the next chapter after this rolling up! Thanks again everybody! You guys rock!
