~~~CHAPTER 3! HOPE YOU LIKE! ~~~~
Marshall shook his head tiredly, trying to push the memory to the back of his mind. He gazed at Gumball and watched him leave his desk, the vampire used his special hearing to listen to the pink bedroom door slowly cloze, gumball was walking toward the bathroom. Marshall flew in the open window slowly, careful not to make a single sound. He barely let his feet touch the ground as he took in his surroundings. It still looked exactly the same as when he left, plus a body pillow and a... a picture of him. Marshall blushed as he stared at the wall. It was him, and his band from probably around twenty years ago, performing... Had PG been there? He turned to the bed and sat down. It smelt like gummy. Marshall blushed as he picked up a pillow and hugged it tightly. The smell of Prince Gumball filling his nose. "mmm..." He quietly enjoyed the scent.
Under the pillow he found another picture of him, this one was of him and gumball hugging when they were around 15ish... it was before he left. He smiled happily, he began to think that gumball might actually like him... even after all these years. The vampire stood up slowly, and kept his hold on the pillow. He thought about staying and meeting Gumball after all these years. He thought about being with him again, but many of gumball's phrases began to rush through his mind.
"I have never loved you!"
"You are nothing!"
"He's just a little vampire, a fun new toy is all."
"Annoying little brat."
"I'm glad to be rid of you."
"I HATE YOU!"
Marshall jolted and shook his head, once again trying to rid himself of the memories that haunt his dreams. He wiped his tear filled eyes and hugged onto the pillow tightly. "Stupid little vampire.." He whispered as he wished to hold Gumball once again. He breathed in the scent of sugar and strawberries, and a hint of a new scent. Some type of cologne, maybe? But whatever it was, it had him biting his lip. He loved that smell for some odd reason, and he couldn't even tell what it was.
"Marshmallow?" Gumball's voice hit him like a train, but felt smooth like silk at the same time.
He jolted and dropped the pillow as he was brought back to reality. Their gazes met, Marshall's was scared and partially shocked. Gumball's was shocked, and hopeful. The vampire stalled a moment, stuck in a trance from the prince's face, but soon had turned invisible and floated through the window.
PG ran to the spot that marshall had been standing in, almost in disbelief. "Must have been... my imagination." Gumball mumbled as he picked up the pink pillow from the ground and dusted it off. He then grumbled incoherently as he walked back to his desk to write some notes.
A few days later***
Marshall lee floated across the land of Aaa, an ache still stuck in his unbeating heart. The longer it was there, the worse it felt and the more he wondered if he had accidentally stabbed himself in his sleep... again...
He came across one of his old homes, a treehouse. He became invisible and slowly floated inside to find A little tomboy in bunny ears and a stretched out cat watching a movie. He sighed audibly, then covered his mouth. Shit he thought before shaking his head.
The cat't tail frizzed and The girl with the bunny ears jumped up.
"Who's there?" She called as she drew a pink crystal sword from her backpack. Marshall started playing with her bunny ears, keeping his appearance hidden. The girl gasped. And the cat, oh glob the cat was going insane.
She was running around in circles, tail frizzed, eyes wide, yelling. "Oh no baby cakes, Oh no. We ain't dyin' tonight! What is goin' on with your hat girl? Oh glob! What's going on?!"
Marshall laughed and floated to the ceiling before showing himself. "haha, that's just too funny!"
The girl growled softly, "Who are you and what do you think you're doing in OUR home?!"
Marshall laughed some more before swooping into the girl's face. "I think I'm having fun." He smirked and strummed the bass that had been strapped to his back.
"You should leave." The girl huffed and pointed the sword at his neck.
"Is that anyway to treat a KING?" Marshall snobbishly raised his nose and pushed the blade away from him.
"King?" The girl looked astonished and glanced at cake before kneeling slightly. "S-sorry... I-I didn't know... Fionna and Cake at your service Sir, what do you need?"
Marshall smirked and stared Fionna down menacingly. "You're in my house." He growled, snobbishly turning away.
"W-what? No.. You must be mistaken we've lived here for years!"
"I left this house fifty years ago to travel abroad, intending to return when I saw fit, Now I find you and... that animal squatting here. Its sickening to have your home stolen from you after all these years."
Fionna blushed and stared at the vampire. "You don't look that old... King... Err.. what is your name?"
Marshall growled, "You don't know who I am?"
Fionna shook her head slowly, blushing more.
"I am Marshall Lee, the Vampire King." He floated over head with superiority. "I rule the nightosphere, home to all the damned souls in existence."
Fionna gulped softly staring intently at the vampire.
"I may let stay here, if..." He floated around her for a moment. "If you become my slave."
"Slave.." Fionna whispered staring at him with fear in her eyes.
Marshall Laughed, messing with this one definitely got his mind of things. "Nah, just kidding. I just need to crash here for a bit before I get my new house set up nice and comfy."
Fionna stared at him a moment and chuckled. "Okay... Is the couch okay? If not we could set up a place near the treasure room..."
Marshall smiled devilishly, "Oh, bunny... I was hoping to spend the night with you, love." He snaked his arm around her waist.
Cake finally spoke up after staring at the guy with intense rage. "Get your hands off of my baby cakes." She commanded.
Fionna blushed. "Cake... he's a king..."
Cake rolled her eyes. "If he's all high and mighty where's the boy's crown hmm?"
Marshall scoffed. "Anyone with real power doesn't need a crown to show it." He then proceeded to glare at the cat. "My power is in my blood, my gaze, my demeanor, it's in my very being, not in some stupid piece of jewelry." He finally calmed down and strummed his bass a bit more before turning to Fionna. "I just need a place that gets no sunlight. Is the attic still sturdy? has the basement flooded again?"
Fionna looked at him and blushed softly. "Uh... yea, both are fine, the basement is uh roomier though."
Cake shut her yap and sat on Fionna's shoulder all shrinkified.
Marshall nodded. "I'm starving..." His stomach growled for effect.
Fionna tilted her head a bit "Do.. Do you need blood?" She blushed more, not knowing how to act around a king. She could deal with princes all day, just be herself and act like one of the guys, only cooler. But a King... well that's a whole knew spectrum of royalty.
Cake wrapped her tail around Fionna's neck defensively. "Not happening..." she mumbled to Fionna.
"Sometimes." Marshall smiled and bit his lip with his fangs. "But honestly I just like to have the color... So got any red bunny?"
Fionna nodded and led him to the kitchen, she pulled out apples from the fridge, that all ranged from a deep red to a bright color. Marshall smiled happily.
"Quite the feast darling." He snatched an apple and slowly bit his fang into it, slowly sucking the red, leaving it to be a grey color. Fionna watched in amazement.
He tossed it to her "Take a bite sweet heart." He smirked. She stared at it for a moment, inspected it, then slowly took a soft bite. She looked at him and back at the apple.
"It tastes... fine..." She looked as though she was expecting it to be as gross as it looked. Marshall chuckled.
"All I take is the red, the goodness stays... Same way with lovers, All i steal is their heart, the rest of them stays the same." He smiled and grabbed another one.
"But isn't someone's heart essential to who they truly are?" Fionna asked thinking out loud.
Marshall walked up a wall and sat criss-crossed on the ceiling. "Well, you could think of it like that, but someones brain is actually who they are. It contains their thoughts, desires, personality, memories..." The vampire's speech drifted off as he bit down on his next apple. "The heart is only one thing, and that is love." He finished his apple and floated back down to the ground.
Fionna stared at him, "i suppose." She looked as though she was having a little difficulty understanding.
Marshall yawned, "Mkay... Imma hit the hay, The sun's gonna be up soon." He mumbled and floated down to the basement.
Fionna watched him and sighed, wondering about what in all of Aaa she was supposed to do now.
