Juli's eyes fluttered as she regained consciousness. "Rindle Javier Enzo Alonso Raimundo Miguel Morlan, one of these days, I swear I'm going to kill you!" She groaned. She was met with a smug chuckle, which, for some reason, was really familiar. She opened her eyes and gave a half-strangled squeak.

Standing next to her in the shade of the trees, umbrella folded away in his hand, was Marshall Lee. He raised an eyebrow at her as she shook. "Santo maldicón, lo que está pasando aquí, Rindle!?" She yelped, scrabbling backwards on her butt away from him.

"Whoa, calm down!" Marshall held up his hands. "Ah… yo no hable… español?" He slowly floated off the ground towards her, and she flinched away, giving a small scream.

"Quedarse atrás!" She squealed at him, raising a fist. "Te golpearé!"

His shoulders slumped. "I don't speak Spanish!" He yelled, facepalming

That finally pierced her brain. "I… uh…" She started shaking again.

"Look, I have this friend who's good with people. Prince Bubba Gumball? I'll leave you to talk to him." Marshall shrugged, obviously happy that she at least seemed to understand some English.

She growled at him. "Drop me with the gum wad, I will kick your ass so hard you will be tasting leather from my boots for a week. Idiota loco..."

He blinked, taking a step back from her. "Oookay… no Bubba. Got it."

She sighed. Then, it suddenly hit her again who she was talking to. Marshall Lee Abadeer. He was a fictional character! This was impossible! Yet… as her brother so often said, everything is only as impossible as you believe it. "How did I get here? Did you see?" She demanded.

"You fell out of a tree, I think. There was this huge bang, and you hit the ground. I didn't want to touch you in case I hurt you." He shrugged.

Her heart melted slightly. 'Of course I could never stay mad at you, Marshy…' She thought, and then shook her head. "Hey… can I stay at your house for a little while?" She asked him.

"Well, I don't even know your name, kid." He raised an eyebrow.

"Oh!" She blushed. "Juliana Carmelita Isabella Juanita Eleanora Estella Morlan." She said softly.

"Well, that's kind of a mouthful, isn't it?" He smirked.

"To someone not used to it, I guess." She laughed quietly, the blush spreading across her cheeks at an alarming rate.

"I'm Marshall Lee Abadeer. Friends call me Marshall or Marsh for short." He grinned crookedly, and she felt her stomach flip-flop.

"Cool name." She said, surprised by how calm she sounded. "So, can I stay with you?"

"Yeah, you can crash at my place until you get back on your feet. So, on a completely unrelated note, are you a human? You don't look like a Nightospherian, Candy Person, Lumpy Space Person or anything else I've ever seen, really."

"Um… yeah." She replied hesitantly, thinking of Fionna, who was meant to be the only human left in Aaa, with the possible exception of Steven Strong. "Don't tell Fionna, though, will you?"

He looked surprised. "Okay. I promise I won't."

"Wait, repeat after me. Juro solemnemente que no voy a decirle a Fionna de tu existencia. Repeat."

"Erm.. Juro… solemnente que no... voy a decirla a Fionna da tu... existencia." He tried.

She waved a hand. "Close enough. I made you say, 'I solemnly swear not to tell Fionna of your existence."

"Oh, okay. As long as it wasn't anything stupid." He smiled.

"Cools. Let's go!" She grinned back at him, raising to her feet. He offered an arm to her, but she spotted the joy buzzer in the crease of his elbow. She took his arm, carefully and discreetly turning it over before she placed her hand on it, sending a shock up his arm that made him jump.

"Whoa!" He yelped, and then looked at her, an impressed look on his face. "Nicely done." He smiled, holding up his hand for a high-five.

She clapped her hand to his, laughing. "Come on, you red-sucking nitwit."

He bowed. "Why, of course, my lady."