Princess Bubblegum laid on her back in her bed, pillow over her face, drowning out her screams and frustration. What was that girl's problem!? Didn't she understand how absurd she was being, how furious she made people, how close she was to having that stupid grin knocked off her face? No. No, she never thought that way. All she thought about was having a good time and getting a reaction from other people.

Bubblegum stopped screaming and pulled the pillow away, letting out a sigh. "Ugh... One of these days..." One of these days what? She blinked. The voice was in her head, she knew, but for some reason she thought it in Marceline's voice. She spoke out loud again. "One of these days, nobody will be around to stop me when I lose control like that..." Oh, I'm so scared! The Princess is going to attack! What ever will I do?

Bubblegum shook her head. What was she doing? She had enough trouble with the real Marceline. She didn't need to start imagining her too. But for whatever reason, she had started doing it. She needed to get the stupid girl out of her head. "Stupid Marceline..."

"Now, that's not very nice!" An annoyingly familiar voice called from her window. Bubblegum leaped out of the bed, facing her window and spotting the vampire leaning against it, eyes closed and letting out a low whistle. Bubblegum quickly closed the distance between them, fists raised, before making contact with only the wall and realizing she had imagined it. She almost let out another yell before she felt someone tugging lightly at her sleeve.

"Princess Bubblegum?" She turned her head slowly, noticing Peppermint Butler nervously standing beside her. "You were speaking to yourself... I feared you were about to jump!"

Bubblegum sighed, grasping her butler's hand lightly. "No, Peppermint Butler... I just... have a lot on my mind and thank you for your concern. I must have been imagining things... I think I need to take a cold shower and clear my head..." Peppermint Butler nodded, letting out a breath he didn't realize he was holding.

"Whatever you think is best, Princess Bubblegum." Still holding her hand, he led her to the bathroom, leaving her there with a few too many farewells. Alone again, she closed and locked the door, then slumped against it. After a moment, she turned on the water in the shower to let it run before beginning to disrobe. Her outfits were generally tight, but still loose enough to hide the shape of her butt, and her bra held in her modest breasts. Letting out a deep sigh, she stepped into the cold water, immediately feeling some of her anger melt away.

She slowly ran her fingers through her hair, untangling several knots in the process. She quickly began to relax, trying to let the coolness of the water drown out her thoughts. Unfortunately, though her body began to numb quickly, her mind continued to work, reminding her of all her problems. Issues in the Kingdom, problems with the Ice King... But at the forefront of everything, Marceline. Sure, they had always been at each other's throats, but recently it seemed like Marceline was specifically trying to infuriate her as often as possible. Had she done something to make Marceline angrier than usual? She couldn't think of anything...

Bubblegum shook her head, causing her hair to fan out around her, water splashing off of it. This wasn't her fault! This was Marceline being completely ridiculous, with no excuse. And it wasn't even just between the two of them anymore. Now their friends had seen the bickering and nearly fighting. And it looked like Marceline had been enjoying it the whole time. Bubblegum let out a deep sigh, focusing her attention on anything else but Marceline.

In the next few minutes, Bubblegum had finished her shower, stepping out and wrapping a towel tightly around herself. Looking into a mirror, she smiled for a brief moment. If she would stop talking to herself and hallucinating, maybe everyone would assume she was okay. She quickly stepped out of the bathroom and back into her bedroom, before stopping short at what she saw in front of her.

"Hey Bonnie! Glad you decided to... freshen up for my visit." The exact person that Bubblegum didn't want to see was laying across her bed. Marceline was laying on her stomach on the bed, facing the bathroom, with her knees bent and legs lazily kicking back and forth behind her. "But you could have told me you wouldn't be decent! I would have covered my eyes or something."

"I could have what?" Bubblegum could already feel her anger building, but she was too focused on keeping her towel in place to do anything about it. She held it with one hand, using the other to shoo Marceline away. "What are you doing here, Marceline? Didn't you cause enough trouble for one night?"

"Eh." Marceline stuck her tongue out at the Princess. "I can never cause enough trouble. It's what I'm here for." Realizing that Marceline wasn't planning on moving, Bubblegum quickly gave up and instead crossed her arms across her chest, holding the towel tight with one hand.

"I'll ask you again. What are you doing here?" Bubblegum didn't take her eyes off the girl for a second, while Marceline kept looking around the room, taking in its sights.

"Oh, you know. I felt we left things unfinished earlier, didn't you?" She quickly rolled over onto her back, then threw her legs off the bed and stood up, stretching out her muscles. "I mean, you were about to take a swing at me, weren't you? Or were you still too afraid to?"

Bubblegum clenched her fists. "Really? You came over here, waited for me while I was showering, just so you could get punch in the face? I don't believe you."

"Hey, who said anything about actually getting punched? I still say you can't even touch me if you tried. Are you going to prove me wrong?" Bubblegum gritted her teeth, preparing to finally take out all her anger, when her towel began to slip and she had to stop to hold it again.

"Grr... Marceline, I really, really want to knock that stupid grin off your face, but now obviously isn't a good time. Can you come back another time? Heck, just give me a few minutes to get dressed!" Bubblegum turned and took a few steps toward her closet before being stopped by a single finger on her forehead.

"What's wrong, Bonnie? Afraid you'll fall apart if someone sees your stupid royal body? Now I'm even more interested in doing this now."

"Oh, come on..." Bubblegum sighed, turning her back to Marceline, who quickly moved back in front of her. "Marceline, you're being ridiculous. Even more so than usual."

"Come on Bonnie. Take a swing at me. I'll even stand totally still." Marceline held her hands behind her back, standing directly in front of the Princess. "And after your punch doesn't do anything, I'll show you how to really fight."

"You know what Marceline? I really, really don't like you..."

"I know ya don't. Now do it." Marceline grinned, waiting for the Princess to finally snap and attack her. She didn't however, expect Bubblegum to put her arms around her neck and pull their lips together.