I laid in his bed, sprawled out in the comfort of complete bliss and assurance. Marshall globbing Lee wanted me! He seduced me, had me gasping for air. I remembered his eyes burning with so much love that I couldn't breathe. I sighed, wiggling deeper into the comfy covers. I had vaguely wondered what all the hushed whispering was between Marshall and Prince Gumball in the living room, but my mind pulled me back to the spicy moments that I shared with the Vampire King.

My smile widened as he floated back into the room a few minutes later. I noticed how he didn't look at me as he settled in next to me. I pounced on him, straddling his hips. "Where were we?" I grinned. He just stared at me, his once burning eyes now unreadable. My smile wavered. I wiggled on him, and an involuntary moan passed his lips. I reached out my hands to cup his face, but he roughly grabbed my wrists. "Ow!"

"Fionna, not now, okay?" His voice sounded strained.

"You were so in the mood and now you aren't? These little games you've been playing with me are starting to get old," I said angrily.

His eyes narrowed. "Get off me." His voice was cold and firm.

"You're such a jerk," I said, matching his cold expression with a fiery one of my own.

He shoved me off of him, mumbling, "I'm sleeping on the sofa tonight." Then, he left out of the room. I held in my tears. He shouldn't be the reason for me to cry. The guy I love shouldn't be the reason for any of my tears! I should go. It would be a long walk home, but hopefully I'll get to clear my head. However, there was one person I could go to. This person always listened to me and gave me good advice.

I got off the bed, opened the door, and stepped into the living room. Marshall watched on from the sofa as I made my way for the door. Suddenly, he was in front of me, blocking me from the door. "Where are you going? It's late."

"Oh, now you care about me! Get out of my way!" I said, punching his arm.

That didn't faze him. "Fionna, I'm not letting you go out this late. It's way too dangerous."

"I live for danger. That's my whole purpose. I can take care of myself. I don't need you to."

"Oh really? Because your sword is still at the tree house. Wherever you're headed to either I'm coming or you're staying here."

I smirked. "Okay. Well, I guess we both can take a trip to Prince Gumball's castle! It'll be fun!" The sarcasm was like heavy acid in my voice.

His face turned stony. I pushed him out of the way, muttering, "I didn't think so."