The second chapter of my first fanfic.

I do not own Adventure Time or any of its characters.


"...Ugh," Marceline groaned as she woke up. The first thing she noticed was that it was nighttime. The second thing she noticed was her headache. Where am I? How long was I out? she wondered. She sat up and looked to her right and saw an unconscious Simon, when suddenly she remembered everything that had happened.
"Simon! Simon, wake up!" She tried her best to shake him so that he would awake, but to no avail.
"Gunther..." Ice King muttered in his sleep. "Why did you Gunt my fries..."
Marceline smiled to herself, then she looked around and realized the place was familiar. Hey, she thought to herself. Isn't this the place where that psycho cast that spell on us? She sighed. Stupid idiot. Why would he just knock us out like that? But that doesn't matter now, I have to get Simon somewhere safe. She glanced at the ruins over the hill. I guess that's the closest place...

"Glob... Why do you have to be so heavy!" Marceline complained through gritted teeth. "The least you could do is wake up and walk, eh? Especially considering all I've done for you..." She kept dragging him in this manner until she reached the ruins she was exploring earlier.
She finally arrived after a half hour and realized it was almost dawn. "I can't bring you all the way to your home. I'd die from exhaustion..." she said, panting. "I guess I'll go home, rest, and see if I can't find some help."
"Ehhhh... pancake..." Ice King muttered in his sleep.
Marceline chuckled to herself and floated away towards the cave that would hide her home.


She arrived at the cave just as the first few rays of sunlight glanced over the horizon. As she floated over to that house by the lake, Marceline felt that something was amiss. It's probably just because I'm tired, she thought to herself.
She opened the door and grabbed an apple from the fridge. Floating over to her living room, she started to suck the red out of the fruit, until she heard a someone playing a guitar upstairs. It was then that she saw that her bass that she usually kept in that room was a guitar.
Marceline dropped her apple and slowly floated up the ladder to see a guy playing a guitar that looked like her bass. He was sitting on her bed, and had grey skin and black hair like her. However, she couldn't see his face. The guy didn't notice her, as he was caught up in his music.
Now's my chance, she thought to herself. One... two... THREE! Quick as a cat, she ran towards him and tackled him onto the bed. It was then when she noticed the bite marks on his neck.
"What the... What are you doing!?" the man cried. "Get out of my house!"
"Your house!? This is my house!" Marceline yelled.
They both continued to wrestle until the guitar fell off of the bed and onto the floor, landing with a crash.
"My guitar! I'll kill you!" they both cried. At the same time, they grew into huge monsters until they could barely move around the room.
"What? How did you do that?" Marceline demanded.
"I don't know if if you haven't noticed yet sweet cheeks, but I'm Marshall Lee the friggin' Vampire King. That's kinda what I do!" the guy replied. "The real question is how in the Land of Aaa did you do that?"
"Woah, woah, wait," Marceline said, reverting to her normal form. "Did you say that your name is Marshall Lee? And that we are in the Land of Aaa?"
"Yeah that's what I said," Marshall answered, reluctantly turning back into himself. "Why? What seems to be the problem?"
"Oh crap," Marceline whispered to herself as she floated over to the bed and dropped onto it. "That stupid magic dude..."
"What? You got some explaining to do, Miss...?"
"Marceline the Vampire Queen. From the Land of Ooo," Marceline breathed.


So that was my second chapter. Thanks for reading!

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