As Fionna climbed into bed with Marshall, she started cuddling up in his arms.
"You cold?" he asks.
"Yeah, a little bit..." Marshall wraps himself around her and kisses her forehead gently as she dozes off.
When they wake up the next morning, Fionna looks at Marshall Lee in a new perspective. He's much cuter, and the way he's holding her makes her melt in happiness. He opens his eyes, and she also notices how perfect they are. The perfect black color they are glimmer as he looks at her.
"Marshall, what do you see in me?" she asks, wondering if he feels any spark or connection.
"Well Fi,"
Fi. She liked that a lot.
He looks into her bright blue eyes and sees perfection. As he plays with her curls, he tells her exactly what he thinks when he looks at her.
"You're gorgeous, everything about you is perfect, and there's something about you that makes you different from other girls..."
"Different in a bad way?"
"No no. Like, special. You're unique, and I like that."
A little smirk spreads across her face, until she looks down at his chest.
"Oh my glob! You aren't wearing clothes, Marshall!"