"Marceline? Are you alright?!" he called out, knocking on the bathroom door.

A few days passed and her sickness continued, usually around sun down like an odd schedule. Tonight however, he found her locked in the bathroom and throwing up violently within.

"Marceline! Talk to me, what's going on?!"

It isn't too much longer and she comes out, nose wrinkled in disgust and lips smacking to try and get rid of the ghost traces of…Whatever all that was. "What did it sound like was going on, Peeg? Freaking disgusting…."

It's only been getting worse and worse, and she still refuses to go see any stupid doctor. No way in the Nightosphere. Ain't happening.

If she had any way to talk to her dad, she'd probably just ask him.

"Anyways, I'm fine now. Aren't Fionna and the cat supposed to be coming over tonight or something?" The Vampire Queen talked to them a few days ago and they said they wanted to come over and hang since they haven't had one free second since she'd 'moved in' permanently.

"I can cancel, it's not a big deal, I don't want to leave you like this" he sighed," Marcy please let me check you again, I really don't like this"

Marceline just waves him off and enters the bedroom, grabbing her clothes.

"I've been researching everything I have on vampires and there isn't a single thing on sickness like this" he leaned against the wall, pinching the bridge of his noise. He was worrying himself sick.

"Don't sweat it, Bubs. I've said it once and I'll say it a thousand times; I'm fine. Still eating and sleeping like I normally do and all that regular junk." Her reassurance is muffled, pulling her hair out from under the hoodie she'd put on. "It's just one of those things I gotta get out of my system."

Hands shoved in the front middle pocket, she floats right past him and out into the hallway, gnashing fangs and scaring the stripes off Peppermint Maid.

He's just staring at her when she looks back, and she pokes her tongue out at him. He doesn't believe her this time either. Then, two obnoxiously shrill, way too hyped voices split the growing awkward silence. "MARCY! GUMBALL!"

Fionna and Cake leaped up and latched onto Marceline arms and legs wrapped around her in a fit of excitement. It was pretty obvious Fionna idolized the Vampire Queen, there was no other kick ass girls around here and she was a rockstar? It was just too much.

"Hey hey Marcy! How ya doin?!" Fionna smiled big.

Cake, who was in Fionna's backpack looked up with an open mouth but no words came out. Something was off, sure she looked particularly annoyed but there was just….something else.

"Honey are you alright?"

"What? Oh great…Not you too…Listen, I haven't been feeling too hot lately, but it's nothing. Probably just caught some freak disease from hanging out in this flip-flop world too long, y'know? It'll pass." She grunts.

"Hey! This ain't no flip-flop world! You're just a flip-flop girl!" Fionna laughs, releasing her friend and waving at her buddy the prince.

The cat, however, isn't quite convinced. "I don't —" She starts, paw raised.

"I said I'm fine, cat….." Marceline hissed in the back of her throat, eyes flashing and fangs growing to where they were almost touching her chin, complete with that freaky snake tongue of hers poking out. Cake yowled and disappeared back down into the pack, earning a wild laugh from the Queen.

"I'm sorry you guys" Gumball sighed, apologize on her behalf,"She's been moody and sick every evening for awhile now. She won't listen to me"

Marceline scowled at him,"Oh gee thanks tell everyone!"

Cake peaked at the vampire and looked her over carefully, she was pretty confident she knew what was up, but she just had to make sure.

"Come on girl, we need to talk" Cake shoved her fear down and climbed out of the pack. Marceline hissed louder but instead, CAke grew large, twice the size of the vampire and grabbed her.

" . " and with that, she stomped off with Marceline in her paws.

"Why haven't you gone t'see Doctor Prince if your sick?" The cat asked, letting the Queen go once they were a safe enough distance from the others. Still keeping her massive form for safety, her paws crossed.

Huffing a strand of hair away from her face in exasperation, Marceline retorted "That nerd? No way! I'm just gonna take it easy and wait it out."

"Mm…You'll be waiting a long time then…." Cake muttered, eyes narrowed.

"What's that supposed to mean?"

The feline's eyes rolled in disbelief. "Girl, for being a thousand year old Vampy, you sure are dumb!" Yeah. Her sass was greater than her fear.

"And what's that supposed to mean?"

"You got Gumball smell all over you and you've been puking your guts up. If my animal instincts are correct — and they always are — you're gonna have a kitten." She explained, stretching a paw out toward her.

"We already talked about that! I can't — OUCH!" A kitty toe jabbed her in the stomach with a knowing smirk. "That doesn't prove anything, cat."

"Oh please, girl I had a litter of kittens, I think I know a thing or two about morning sickness, which in your case is evening sickness…vampires n all" she shrugged.

"You're honestly going to live in denial because it 'impossible'? We've seen weirder things than a demon vampire gummy baby and you know that" Cake sighed, almost like deflating she brought herself to a smaller size looking up at the vampire with softer eyes,"Honey tell me what's wrong? This is great! I love my babies to death, it's the greatest thing to ever to a magical cat!"

She's not looking at Cake anymore, avoiding her gaze entirely. She was way different than Jake. Too much like a mom. Ugh…Didn't help that she really was a mom now. Wonder how the pups and Finn are doing? Jeez if only she was back at home in Ooo tucked safely away in her cottage….

Eventually Marceline's got no choice but to say something.

"If you think I'm in denial about anything, maybe you're right. I've known. I'm not an idiot." Her words are like ice. Simon wouldn't be proud of her.

Man she's seriously homesick now. Sighing, forcing herself to try again, she looked down at her hands. "Y'know how if you say something long enough…You start to believe it? Yeah…I thought…Maybe…If I kept lying…."

"Honey….I don't understand…do you not want a baby?

Cake reaches up and pats the girl on the cheeks,"It's great! I love being a Mommy! and Gumball would be a wonderful squishy Daddy! And our kids can play together and it would be a great time and and…." she trailed off, looking at her carefully.

"Baby what's wrong?"

Marceline sighs ,her eyes wandering towards the ground, her hard exterior returns. "I just... I just can't do this alright! Your-You HAD a mother figure, I barely remember mine! HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO BE A MOTHER IF I NEVER REALLY HAD ONE?!

Cake removes her paws in fright of the queens outburst, A small frown shifts. Part of her wanted to end the conversation, to forget it and return to their friends, who were probably getting worried and suspicious.

It takes awhile before Cake speaks again, choosing her words wisely. " Y'know, me and Fi's mom...she was into danger"

Marceline looks up, facing the cat once again. There were tear stains down her cheeks.

"I mean...It was super radical and all, but...she was...a different kind of mom" Her frown shifts into a sad smile." She always was into teaching us to be tough and strong, and she could be a little overprotective of dad"

A kitty paw stretches out to pat the vampire on the shoulder " She wasn't perfect but she was our mom and she made us the adventuresses we are today"

Marceline's mind wanders off to her earlier memories, when her mom would patch her up whenever she got hurt, how she would protect her, and how she would always sing to her...

She never really knew what happened to her during the war...

"Besides" Cake said with a ring of hope in her voice " Me and Fionna can help, y'know , we're always looking out for y'all. We're your friends, me, fi, Finn, PB..."

Marceline's cries had stopped, her mind returned to the present. " yeah fine, okay " She spoke through small sniffles. " I'll...think about it" she wasn't confirming anything yet. " just don't tell anyone YEEE-!"

She was pulled into a tight hug, long arms circled around her waist,and Cakes begins nuzzling her stomach. " Awwww I hope you guys have a girl, I need someone to make pretty dresses for. Fi won't wear most of the ones I make for her"

Marceline couldn't look anymore annoyed as she starts struggling to get out of cakes grip " I didn't confirm anything yet! And get off! I'm still in pain you know"

Cake removes her arms carefully before patting Marcy's belly and sweetly speaking to it "sorry sugar, let's hope you don't inherit your mommy's temper"

"Ugh, just c'mon before Bubba flips" She starts walking down the hall, she hasn't floated much lately, worried that if she acted up again and touched the ground like she did before, Gumball would feel the need to take more serious measures to find out what's wrong with her.

Cake follows after, having an easier time keeping up with her than she usually does . Normally Marceline would float so fast with such speed that Cake wondered how or if Prince Gumball managed to keep her from causing so much trouble, but then again, Vampires are very clever and mischievous beings. " Oh yeah, you gonna tell him soon? He looks sicker than you y'know?"

" Yeah yeah, I'll tell him later tonight, I guess" The queen replied silently, as she headed towards the corridor where two very familiar people who were waiting patiently. Marcy sighs " Or at least I'll try"