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Chapter Four

Fionna's POV

By the time we made it back to the treehouse, I could barely keep my eyes open. The morning sun was already starting to peak over the horizon when Cake set me on our doorstep, my tired body wobbling as I attempted the walk into our livingroom.

Glob, I had not realized it was getting this late, if I didn't get some rest now I was sure to become a vegetable at tonight's party.

"Which one Fi, this one, or this one girl?" Cake was overly enthused as I stumbled around the room trying to find the couch with closed eyes, plopping down on the cushions in just enough time to see my sister holding up two dresses.

Two very frilly, and might I mention girly, dresses.

Ew.

"Wuh-wha, huh? I uh, whaaaaaa," I tried to blink, using my thumbs and fingers to pry open my eyelids while I glared at the choices half asleep.

"Which one do you want me to press and iron for you?"

"Cake... I-I'z in no cookie.. I'm nooo, I'z be not wearing a trashcan!"

My eyes were already closed when the sound of Cake sighing heavily with frustration made me cover my mouth in a tired laugh. Why is that so funny to me?

Haha, funneh. Stuff.

"Babycakes, get some sleep. You're talking crazy talk," I felt something lift my exhausted body as she spoke, then the next thing I knew, I was out like a light.

Marshall Lee's POV

After they had left, I grabbed a few cherries from the fridge and filled my appetite; watching my knuckles slowly heal before I chucked the now grey pieces of fruit into the trash.

Bumping the fridge door shut with my hip, I turned, stopping instantly in my path of flight when the sun had caught my attention.

Jeez, morning already?

Hissing to the light that was peaking through the windows, I slid shut the curtains then finally after what seemed like hours of neglect, floated into my room so I could try to get some sleep.

After all, if Fionna wanted to see me at Hubba Bubba's party, then why not crash and make a scene?

Who says I need an invitation anyways?

Can't wait to see the look on old Bubble Butt's face when he see's me there, ha!

If he didn't invite me, there was probably something he is planning. Hm, and that is exactly why I will be the one to happily mess things up.

I fell asleep with the sinister smirk still on my face, things were sure starting to get interesting in The Land of Aaa.

Fionna's POV

"Sup, Fionna," hearing Marshall Lee's voice, I turned, waving Cake to go on with Lord Monochromicorn so I wouldn't keep them.

"Hey," I smiled as he approached, his right hand shooting up to brush cold fingertips along my cheek, outlining the contours of my face.

"M-Marshall," I managed to stutter out after three attempts of trying, my eyes growing wide when his hands moved to my hips, gently pulling me into a hug.

"What, can't I show my girlfriend attention," he said against my bunny hat, a lump in my throat preventing me from swallowing.

"You're girlfriend?! I'll have you know that Fionna is MY girlfriend!"

My head jerked up to see a fuming Gumball, his hands on his hips balled into fists as he glared at The Vampire King with pure hate.

Marshall only shrugged, kissing my cheek when Prince Gumball stomped over to my side, grabbing my arm to tug me away from The Vampire King so he could kiss my other cheek.

Marshall Lee growled to that, but then gave a fanged smirk, nodding when an idea popped in his head.

"Wanna share?"

"I would be delighted."

Oooh mai grawsh, oh mai grawsh, what is going on?!

"G-Guys, umm," they were smiling at me with the most seductive grins I've ever seen, my mouth dropping open when they both started to slowly walk towards me; Cake's voice making my eyes burst open before they had the chance to reach me.

Finding that I was snuggled in the cocoon of my sleeping bag, I sighed, somewhat disappointed that it was only a dream.

Wait, why would I be disappointed... glob, what is with me here lately?!

"Okay, weirdest dream, ever..."

I jumped when Cake yelled again, her voice coming from downstairs echoing throughout the treehouse.

"Girl, don't make me repeat myself! It's late, lazy butt, get up already," bang, clink, clang.

She must be cooking from the sound of it, and now that I think about it, I can smell the mouth-watering aroma of pancakes in the air.

"I'm up," I yelled back, grumbling as I wiggled my way out of the sleeping bag on my stomach like a worm.

Once I was free, I sat on the edge of my bunk, staring at the floor while my eyes tried to adjust to the blinding sunlight that was bringing on a slight headache.

Sighing, I finally stood and quickly threw on my top and skirt before she could yell at me again.

Grabbing the backpack I always carried, with one hand I chucked it down the ladder before jumping down myself in a barrel-roll as I continued to roll into the kitchen where Cake was waiting. Popping up at her side in a stretch.

"Yeh-yo, stunts! 'Morning Cake, whatchu making?"

"Makin' bacon pancakes," she sang in a cheerful voice as I yawned, flicking a wave to BMO who entered the kitchen holding a coffee mug.

BMO waved back, faking a yawn as an imitation to me before pouring coffee into a mug with The Ice King's face on it.

I laughed, looking back to my sister who was still singing happily to herself, wiggling her tail and hips around while throwing stuff on the stove.

"Makin' bacon pancakes, makin', makin' bacon pancakes. Take some bacon and I'll put it in a pancake, bacon pancakes that's what it's gonna make. Oh, bacon pancaaaaaaaake!"

"Shmaowzow! Let's dig in," I cheered as she set the plate full of bacon pancakes on the table before plopping down beside me, grabbing a few for herself.

I took a couple and tossed them on my plate before chowing down, Cake's intent gaze on my face making me slow my chewing.

"What?"

"Mhn, nothing girl. Just, thinking is all. You still going to PG's party tonight?"

"Yah!" I took another bite of my breakfast, watching BMO leave the room before Cake spoke again after a few more minutes of silence.

"You decide on a dress?"

"Cake, I'm not wearing a dress. Heros do not parade around in dresses," munch munch.

"But baby, you can look pretty for Prince Gumball! And if you show up looking all pretty, then you can dance, and then get married-"

"Woah, woah, hold on!" I nearly choked on my pancake, dropping the fork as I quickly stood up from the table.

"It is just a party, there will be none of that! PG, Marshall, we are all best buds, nothing more..."

"Fi, honey I never even mentioned Marshall Lee. What's going on in that head of your's girl? You like him, er something?"

"What?! N-No," first that dream, and now this from my sister? I've only been awake for thirty minutes and already I'm even more confused today then I was last night about how I feel. ARGH!

"Do I need to go over the fifteen tiers again?"

"Oh muh glob, nooooo!"

"Gewd, you stay away from that. You do not do tier fifteen!"

I slapped my forehead with the palm of my hand, my whole body slinking down into my chair as I admitted defeat.

"Can we just change the subject, please?"

"Sure baby, lets talk about which dress you're going to wear."

"Ugh..."

Marshall Lee's POV

I rolled over, still very exhausted from last night as my eyes slowly opened to gaze around the walls of my room.

Finally sitting up, fingertips pushed back my bangs as I hovered over the bed, resting my elbow on my knee as it supported my head so I could lean forward.

Man, what time is it?

Grabbing a quick glance at the clock through my fingers and bangs, I nearly lost my concentration for the hover, almost tumbling backwards on to the surface of the bed. Regaining my composure, I floated towards my closet in a hurry.

"Crap, it's already 7pm and that stupid party starts in thirty minutes!"

Throwing clothes from the closet, I grabbed a black tank and a white and black plaid shirt before slipping on a new pair of black skinnies.

Since I needed to sneak in, it would be probably better not to wear what Gummy-brains is familiar with seeing me in.

Leaving the top six buttons un-done to the shirt so it was only buttoned on my stomach, I left it that way so the black tank underneath would show nicely.

Lastly, I tossed on my red converse and teased my black hair just right so it gave me the bed head look.

Ch'yeah, the bed head look never looked so good!

Finally slinging the axe bass on my back, I floated out the door, slamming it with my foot as I started the trip to The Candy Kingdom.

Once I made it to the candy streets, the lights from the castle casted a bright orange glow along the trees and passing villagers as they were entering the party; being stopped by Peppermint Maid as she handed out masks for the masquerade.

Snatching a mask from her hand as she went to hand it to a candy citizen within the blink of an eye, she gasped and started to look around for the missing mask as the cookie stood there in shock; gazing down at her hands then touching her own face as if trying to remember if she took the mask already or not.

Laughing to how easy it was to sneak my way in, I floated up to the ceiling to get a better look at this mask before putting it on.

It wasn't the best thing, but at least it was black, which suited me just fine. There was gold that outlined the rim, which circled into the eyes adding a demon type stare which really made my lips curve into a grin.

Huh, who knew Hubba Bubba was pretty good at picking out masks?

Tying it around my head, I floated down then joined the crowd, finding that a lot of the masks were just as awesome looking as mine. Math.

I was there maybe five minutes when Cake and Fionna finally arrived, my eyes glued to the blonde like a snake eyeing a mouse that was lowered into its cage.

She looked amazing, and in a dress I've never seen here wear before too.

From the look in her eye, it was obvious that the dress wasn't her idea. By the way she kept fiddling with the straps was another clear sign that she wasn't happy with it.

Bringing her here looking like that, Cake, you have no idea what you have just gotten Fionna into; but I'll have to thank you for that later.

Fionna's POV

"Cake, do I really have to wear this thing?"

"You look amazing, girl just go with it!"

I sighed deeply, looking down at the dress she suckered me into wearing. The navy blue sequins making me stick my tongue out in a gag as they sparkled in the light.

I would have been okay with sparkling like an idiot, but the spaghetti straps and the short mid-thigh cut was a bit too much for me to handle.

What is worse, is where it stopped mid-thigh, the dress ruffled out and got longer in the back until it was touching my calves; way too frilly and girly for me!

"Here, slip this on," I blinked to the black mask Cake slapped in my hand, the delicate thin wires curving into flowing designs as they wrapped around the eyes; highlighted with crystal gems that completed the look.

I shrugged, then lifted my arms to tie the mask around my head right when Cake nudged my side, making me rub the area absent-mindedly after I had the mask in place.

"Oh girl, there is Prince Gumball. I've told you this before and I'm going to tell you this again, smile and tell him he's hawt! Guys really like to hear they're hawt, you have no idea."

"Cake, I'm not telling him that," I laughed, pushing her playfully around the same time PG had approached us.

"Fionna, Cake, I'm pleased you have graced this party with your presence. Cake, if you don't mind, I would be honored if Fionna would accompany me for a moment," he held out his arm then, causing my eyes to blink with a confused brow raise.

Well this is new...

"Nah, you two have fun! I'm going to go find Lord Monochromicorn," she didn't even give me enough time to say bye when she took off in search of her man. Leaving me standing there alone with Prince Gumball.

Leaving me, awkwardly alone with Prince Gumball.

Smiling to him, I nervously slipped my arm through his then followed as he guided me through the room to the hidden door that led to his lab; my eyes scanning the crowd to see if Marshall Lee had arrived yet as we walked.

That Marshall, he had better show up or I'll have to give him another knuckle sandwich!

Once in the lab, he released my arm then walked over to a cabinet, pulling out something pink and fuzzy.

My brows knitted together as I stood there lost to what ever the thing was he just placed in my hands.

"Uhm," I held it up, seeing that it was a sweater, a slight blush creeping along my cheeks as he pulled it down enough to see my face so he could smile at me.

"I made it for you. You know, as thanks for your amazing work on the last mission I sent you on."

"But, that mission was to deliver cookies to the Box Kingdom?"

"Indeed, and you done such a splendid job! So here is my thanks, I do hope it's to your liking, Fionna," he gently took the sweater from my hands as he spoke, slipping it over my head before he took a step back to see how it looked on me.

His smile became warmer, nodding in approval before he turned to exit the room, pausing just at the door to properly excuse himself.

"If you will excuse me, I don't mean to be rude but I have to attend to the other guests."

"Y-Yeh," I nodded as he left, looking down at the sweater as the blush on my cheeks grew to a darker shade of red.

Did I really like Gumball, more than just a friend? And Marshall, do, do I like-

A voice from behind me broke my train of thought. My body jerking around to find a very attractive male in a white plaid shirt leaning against the door Gumball just exited through.

Wait, was that Marshall Lee?!

"T'ch, lame."

He wasn't wearing his usual clothing, but again, neither was I. Maybe that's why I couldn't find him in the crowd?


When Marshall Lee asked himself, what time is it? Am I the only one who said out loud, Adventure Time!

Haha, while I was writing, that kind of just came out and ended up being funny to me.

I also made a joke about the Ice King in this chapter, since this is a fanfiction, and Fionna and Cake are his fanfiction creations after all lol.

Oh, on a side note, a lot of the stuff that is misspelt, is done on purpose because we all know how they talk in Adventure Time.

Such as ridonkulous from the last chapter.

Just letting that be clear so there is no confusion.