Hello everyone! First of all I want to say thank you SO much to the people who reviewed and favourited and are now following this fanfiction! It is really encouraging for me as a first timer, and I am so happy that you are enjoying my story!

I'm hoping to upload a chapter a day, but if I don't get round to it, sorry! I do have a life away from writing :)

Anyways, enough about me! Here is the new chapter! Hope you enjoy ;)

Marshall

I didn't want to offend her; she seemed really good friends with the Pink Prince, but I also didn't want to lie. I just decided to be honest.

"It sucks. I mean, all these candy people don't seem to have a brain, or are really dull. You should see a vampire party. Now those are exciting."

"I bet," She sounded a little wistful. "Do you have your bass with you?" I nodded. I brought it everywhere with me, just hiding it with a little simple magic. "Why don't you play something?" Her eyes sparkled mischievously. "If the party is so boring, liven it up." I smirked.

"As long as you'll come on stage with me." She hesitated.

"I'm not good at singing or dancing." She said.

"Or lying." She blushed. I flew up onto the stage, taking her with me. I brought out my bass, and slung the strap over my shoulder.

I pushed the guy away from the mike, and everyone went silent. All the candy people turned to stare at the stage. The silence lasted for a few seconds before people started whispering.

"Who is that?"

"Is that Fionna?"

"What's she doing up there?"

"Who's that guy with her?"

"I've never seen him around before."

"He's a troublemaker if I ever saw one."

"What're you gonna do, Prince Gumball?"

I walked up to the mike, and pulled it off of its stand. I held it up to my mouth and spoke.

"Hey. I know some of you don't know me, but here I am to tell you who I am. I'm Marshall Lee, vampire king, son of the queen of the Nightophere, and rocker," the whispering stopped. "Enough of that soppy stuff. I'm here to get this party started!" I raised two fingers in a 'rock on' symbol, and held them high in the air. Fionna started clapping behind me, and it was as if she had set off a chain reaction. A few people started clapping, and soon the whole room was applauding. I saw a purple prince floating in the corner, videoing me on his cell phone.

I started the intro to a rock song. It was one I had been working on for a while, and had finally perfected, but before I should get very far into the song, who should come along but his royal highness, Prince Gumbutt himself. He pulled away the mike, his face getting pinker in fury.

"What do you think you are doing, vampire?" He said, trying to keep his temper in front of his subjects.

"Playing poker with a horse," I said, my voice dripping with sarcasm. "What does it look like, Pinkie?" It was all I could do not to laugh at his expression. You could almost see the steam coming out of his ears.

"How dare you! I am a prince!" I sneered.

"And I'm a king. I outrank you."

"Get…out." Princey's teeth were clenched, and I could tell that if everyone hadn't been watching him, he would have tried to fight me there and then. I would have liked to see him try. Not many people can take on a vampire and live.

"Gumball, it…it was my idea." Fionna grabbed Gumbutt's arm.

"Stay out of this Fionna. This is between me and Marshall Lee."

"Except it's not Gumball! It's my fault he came up here!"

"I don't care whose fault it was. I just want this vampire out of my castle."

"Fine," I took off my guitar and made is disappear into thin air. "This party sucks anyway." I jumped off the stage, and flew out the doors.

Fionna

I watched Marshall leave. I couldn't help but be angry at Gumball. The people were enjoying Marshall's music, and he stopped him. I ran off the stage, and after Marshall.

"Fionna!" I ran out the doors, and heard PG call my name. I turned to see him in the doorway. "Where are you going?"

"To find Marshall. Someone's got to apologise to him about the way you treated him."

"Fionna! I forbid you to go after that creature."

"He has a name, you know."

"He…there's something about him I don't like."

"Maybe the fact that you're so posh and stuck up, and you don't like it that someone comes along who is cool and relaxed and your subjects like him more than they do you!" I only half meant it. I had a problem with my temper; whenever I got angry I would start yelling things that I didn't really mean. Gumball looked at me with a shocked expression, then anger crashed down.

"I didn't think it of you, Fionna." He closed the doors, leaving me in the dark of the evening. I rolled my eyes. I'd apologise to him tomorrow. Right now I needed to find Marshall.

I wandered for a little while, calling his name. After about half an hour, I sat down on the grass, exhausted. It was getting cold, and I considered going home. Cake could make some spaghetti, or maybe some pie, and we could sit down and eat it before going to bed…

Suddenly, an upside-down face appeared in front of mine.

"You look a little lost. Can I help you?" I grinned. Marshall. I know it was crazy, we had only just met and everything, but I already thought of him as a close friend.

"Just a little. Can you direct me to where Marshall Lee is?" He pretended to think for a moment.

"Would that be the extremely awesome, handsome vampire who is a total boss at the bass?"

"No, I think we've got our Marshall's mixed up." We both started laughing. Marshall floated the right way up.

"What did you want me for?"

"Um, I guess I just wanted to apologise for what Gumball said." He shrugged.

"I've met worse than Gummy butt before." I laughed, and stood up. I needed to get going.

"Well, I've got to go," I thought for a moment. "I don't suppose you'd want to hang tomorrow? We could meet here and go adventuring, you know, slay some monsters or something?"

"Sure. Sounds cool." I smiled.

"Great. See you tomorrow then." I walked off towards my tree house, looking back once to wave.

Ok, ok maybe I am taking the relationship a little fast, but I'm planning to add more stuff in which should keep this going. I know that in some fanfictions Marshall and Gumball are friends, but I really wanted to emphasise the enmity between them, will make it more interesting later on.