I don't know how long I have been asleep, but when I wake up, Fionna is gone. I look to the clock on the wall. "1:32? Ugh. It's still so early." She probably went back home. Her cat was probably worried sick about her. I roll back on the bed and put my face in my pillow. Oh well, more sleep for me.

Just as I am about to drift off, something comes out of nowhere and lands on my back. I jump up and kick it off. "The fuck?" I ball my fist up and get ready to impact. Just about when I come in contact with flesh, I hear a screech.

"Marshall Lee!"

I stop my swing and fall back on the bed. "What the hell, Fionna? I thought you left."

She is sitting at the end of the bed with a scowl on her face. "You could have seriously hurt me."

I run my hands down my face. "Well, you shouldn't have done that. Why did you do that? Don't you know to never surprise a vampire?"

She shrugs her shoulders and lays down at the end of the bed. "It was payback."

I raise an eyerow at her. "For what?"

She crosses her arms and a light blush appears. "For sleeping in the same bed as me. You can imagine my fear when I woke up and you're sleeping self was holding me to death. I felt like your own personal body pillow."

I let out a laugh. "Damn. I wish I was awake to see your face." I decide to sit up, since there is no way in hell I am going back to sleep. "Don't take this the wrong way, bu why are you here? I thought you would be tired of me by now."

She stands up and opens the curtains. What is she doing? I jump off of the bed to hide on the side that is not facing the window. "Fionna! Are you trying to kill me?"

"This is why I didn't leave. Look, it's okay."

I peek my head up from the edge of the bed. There is no sunlight. There is just white. "What?"

She rolls her eyes. "It's snow, Marshall. We are snowed in."

I stand up completely, walk over to the window and put my hand on the cool glass. "I haven't seen snow in ages. I guess that explains why you were so cold last night."

She rubs her hands together and smacks her mouth. "So, what are we going to do?"

I look at her up and down. She is still in the same clothes I gave her last night, only this time she took a pair of my socks. "Well, I think we need to stay warm, and since I don't have a heater," I lift up my shirt. "the only way to do that is- "

She holds a finger to my mouth. "Do not even think about finishing that sentence." She tugs my shirt out of my hand and puts it back down. "I'm going to go eat some of your food."

She walks out, leaving me laughing. "We both know you were thinking the same thing, Bunny."

After my shower, I get dressed in my usual flannel and jeans and then meet Fionna downstairs. She is going back and forth in the kitchen. From the fridge, to the stove, to the sink, and repeats the process over again.

I sit down on a barstool and just watch her. "What are you making?"

She pours some creamy white substance in a pan. "Pancakes."

I look at the box on the stove. "I didn't even know I had anything that wasn't red."

She puts the now finished batch on a plate. "Well you do."

She butters them and pours syrup all over. She takes a seat across from me, and starts cutting up the food. She takes a bite and chews slowly. Looking up she glares at me. "Why are you watching me?"

I shrug my shoulders and continue watching her. "Have you been able to get a hold of Cake?"

She shakes her head and stands up. She pours herself a glass of orange juice and sits back down. "Nope. There's not much I can do. Besides, she knew I was coming over last night. She knows you will take care of me."

"Really? Last time I checked, Cake hates me."

Fionna nods her head. "She does. She just knows that you wouldn't let anything happen to me." She looks up and meets her eyes with mine. "I know that too. You are like an open book. There for eveyone to see."

I give off a nervous laugh. "I hope that's not true."

She takes her last bite and brings her plate to the sink. She washes it and dries it, and puts it back in the cupboard. "Aren't you hungry?"

"No. Not really."

She nods her nead and goes out to the living room. "So, should we finish up the movie?"

I sit next to her and laugh. "I can't believe you want to finish it. You hate that movie. You thinks it's scary."

She grabs a blanket that was draped over the couch and fixes her position so that she is laying with her head on the armrest and her feet bunched up to her chest. "I know, but I feel bad about falling asleep."

I pick up the remote and hit resumse. Ten minutes in from where we left off, and Fionna is already shielding her eyes from the evil vampire. She sits up and scoots closer to me. I can't help but laugh at the irony here. "Let me get this straight. You're afraid of the vampire on T.V., so you decide to snuggle up to a vampire to help you with your fear of the vampire. Did I get that right?"

She turns to glare at me. "Quiet you."

I laugh again and reposition myself and Fionna so that I am now laying down on the couch with her on top of me. She looks down at me. "What are you doing?"

I turn my face away and look back to the movie. "I wanted to lay down, and you were in my way."

I feel her eyes on me a little longer, until she turns her head back to the screen. A minute later she gives up on trying to hold her head up and rests it on my chest.

We come to a scene where there is scary music and the vampire is chasing a girl. He grabs her by the neck and starts to suck her dry. Fionna turns her face in my chest and grips my flannel. "Tell me when it's over."

I use one hand to tighten around her waist while the other one goes under her chin. Lifting her face up so that she is looking at me, I give her a pointy tooth smile. "You can't seriously be scared, Fi. You're Fionna the fucking human, and you're scared of a vampire movie?"

Her eyes don't leave mine and she whispers, "Yes, I guess I am."

I move my hand hand away from her chin and use my thumb to trace her bottom lip. "Fionna," I whisper.

She closes her eyes and lets out a breath.

"Please don't hate me for this." I then lean in closer.