Marceline and Princess Bubblegum didn't often get to spend time like this, sitting on opposite ends of the couch with their legs tangled in the middle, not a word spoken. Bubblegum was reading one of her science texts and Marceline had her precious instrument sitting in her lap, occasionally strumming it in an attempt to perfect the melody for her new song, but mostly she was just lost in thought. Both were content with the silence and, as they glanced at the other every so often with a small smile, both knew that there was no place in Ooo that was better than where they were at that moment.