"What do you mean, she asking questions?" Marshall Lee asked. He gripped his phone tighter trying to stay calm. "What kind of questions?" Marshall Lee set his bass against the wall as he sat on the arm of the couch.

"She's noticed the affects you have on Fionna, and it has her worried." Gumball took a seat on the closet stool. "You seem to make her act more like a girl."

Marshall Lee let out a breathy laugh. "That's good to know but it doesn't answer my question."

Gumball flipped through his notes while holding the phone with his cheek and shoulder. "All she asked was if Fionna talked to me about something bothering her." The Vampire King sighed.

"Truthfully I really don't understand why you haven't even told Cake yet?" Gumball was slightly curious about this whole keeping secrets thing, usually he didn't like to get in to the middle of everyone business, but this did involve Fionna's feelings and he didn't want to be a part of her getting her feelings hurt…again.

"Fionna's afraid Cake going to overreact and go full lock down on her. You know how she's been acting lately; Fionna can barely talk to anyone with Cake breathing down her neck." Marshall sighed again running his fingers through his hair. "Remember what she did to your face after the Ice Queen indent in your room?"

Gumball ran his index finger over his forehead feeling the scar hidden under his hair. Instantly he shuddered at the memory of being acted by the cat. Cake did have a tendency to overreact when it came to Fionna's safety. He gripped the phone with his hand again. "Don't remind me." I still have nightmares…

"Is there anything else I should know?" Marshall asked as he let his body slide from the couch's arm rest and in to the seat.

"Yes, but a gentlemen's affairs are his own business, and I see no reason to know anymore then I do now but Cake says she's been noticing smells their bedroom. I'm assuming that is something you should be worried about." Gumball was a scientist he knew what was going on, he was just glad either Marshall or Fionna NEVER mentioned any intimate details of their relationship; he really didn't need to know.

Marshall Lee blushed and coughed slightly. "O-ok, have you told Fionna about this?"

Gumball started shifting through his notes again and sighed. "No, according to Cake she is still asleep; I'm surprised you're even up at this hour."

"Don't ask." Marshall Lee laid on the couch staring at the ceiling, a sad frown on his face. Without Fionna he wasn't comfortable enough to sleep, apparently it was easy for Fionna to sleep without him…

"Huh; Well as I said before it's none of my business what you two do, but whatever you're going to do about this current situation, I would do it soon before something happens." Gumball stood from his seat. "Before I let you go Marshall Lee, I would just like to remind you about our conversation we had awhile back, it still applies so don't do anything you will regret."

"Yea Yea, I remember, Thanks for the heads up man." Marshall Lee hung up his phone before Gumball could reply, he dropped his phone to the floor and laid unmoving for a few minutes before getting up and floating to his room to change.

X

Fionna rolled out of bed and on to the floor face down. "Cake." she groaned still just lying there, too tired to move waiting for a reply.

"Cake! I'm hungry" she raised her voice slightly hoping her feline sister would hear her. Still she didn't get any answer. Fionna mumbled to herself before pushing up off the floor so she could sit on her butt.

"Hello?" she yelled.

"Boo!" BMO yelled as he pooped out of one ones in the branches on the floor. Fionna just stared at him as he climbed out of his hiding place unfazed at his sudden appearance. "Where's Cake?" she asked.

"She went out, awhile go. Said she'd be back soon." BMO replied sitting in front of Fionna who just groaned.

Fionna got off her floor stepped over BMO and made her way to the bathroom. She leaned over her sink dreading what her image in the mirror would look like. Fionna took a deep breath and looked up; still clean from last night's shower, her unruly gold curls tangled stuck out every which angle. The bags under her eyes were staring back at her begging her to return to bed. Fionna groaned and touched her face. She turned her head to the side to get a better look from a different angle.

Fionna has never been too worried about how she looked; she was an adventurer not a princess. She never saw the need to fuss over looks; it was just going to be mess again after some fun. This was all Marshall Lee's fault. Being so handsome, sweet, cool and just plain amazing. It seemed now all she wanted to do was please him.

He said he loved her hair and would run his fingers through it getting all the tangles out, embarrassed how messy it was well his hair was always perfect. She started to carry a hairbrush around so it could be nice and soft when he wanted to touch it. Then there was his need to always touch her face then slide his fingers into her hair to the back of her head as he kissed her. Now she always made sure her face was clean so he would get junk on his hand when he went in for a kiss. She had bags being coming larger after yet another pitiful night of sleep. She would always wake up hoping to see him there next to her but she always find she was there alone. The list went on and yet no matter how much he said he loved her for being her, Fionna just wanted him to notice that she could be more than a silly girl going on adventures but as a young lady who just wanted his attention.

Fionna turned her head to the other side and out of the corner of her eye she noticed a small slightly red mark on her neck sticking out her night dress. Fionna's eyes widened as she gasped. She tugged the collar of her night red down to get a better look at it. A Hickey! She can't have a Hickey!

Damn Vampires and their obsession with sucking on necks! She screamed in her head. What was she going to do? How can she explain this to Cake? I'm dead, I'm going to die, Cake's going to go bananas and kill me.

Fionna flung open the medicine cabinet and began her heck it search for the Band-Aids. She knocked almost everything off the shelves looking for the small box. "Yes!" she screamed when she found them. She quickly ripped on from its package and placed it over the criminating evidence on her neck.

Fionna looked at it in the mirror, she could pass it off as a bug bite but it wouldn't fool Cake for too long. She slide on to the bathroom floor and placed her head on her knees. She needed Cake to stop acting like mom and be her sister again. Her sister that she could have fun with and share everything with.

She wanted her best friend back….