Marshall Lee was pacing in front of Fionna's door. He was walking for once, too nervous to fly. What if his powers gave out and he fell to the ground? He was mortal now and he wasn't about to let a long drop kill him. He held an umbrella, the sun still stinging his skin. She said he'd keep all his remaining powers. What about the dream, though? He was impatient and rapped on the door again. Geeze, how hard did those two sleep? He finally heard the door knob squeak as someone turned it. He stood in front of it, trying to act calm. It was hard to do when he could hear his heart pounding in his ears. Fionna stretched, yawning from being up so early. The little bit of hair sticking from her hat was messy and the hat had shifted on her head. She still wore the same clothes from yesterday.

"Marsh? What are you doing here? It's like, 6 am." she was rubbing her eyes, obviously still trying to wake up.

"It's an emergency, dude. I need your help. Now." He grabbed her hand, pulling her next to him.

"Wha-?" Marshall wrapped his arm around her, flying up into the air, the umbrella still above him. He flew at hyper speed to his cave, setting Fionna down gently before landing and closing his umbrella.

"Gosh, you think you could've let me get dressed first or at least put some shoes on?" Fionna straightened out her skirt and hat, thankful she was not in her pajamas at least.

"No time for that. I could be gone any second now. I'm in mortal danger here, Fi." Fionna instantly took a defensive stance.

"Who's trying to get you? I'll kill them! I'll go get my sword and we'll fight them off, I-" Marshall shushed her. She looked hurt, but stopped. Marshall's heart skipped a beat as he looked at her broken expression. Now wasn't the time for this. He shook his head.

"No, mortal danger, Fi. As in, I'm not immortal anymore. My heart beats again." He took her hand and placed it on his heart. She felt the little thumps as they moved to a rhythm. She gasped quietly.

"What- What happened?" she asked.

"I made a pact a long time ago with an evil being that said if I fell in love, my heart would start beating again."

"Two things: One, who are you in love with and, two, why is that so bad?"

"This woman is evil. Now that I'm alive again, she's going to hunt me down and kill me. It's just how it works."

"I see. Who's the girl?" Marshall blushed, trying to think of something.

"Um, uh, you don't know her. Her name's, um, Fi...Fiendly! Yeah." Fionna raised an eyebrow at him.

"Fiendly? That's a strange name. Isn't that a bad guy or something?"

"Yeah, but she's from the Nighto'sphere."

"What's she like?"

"Uhh...She has, er, blond hair and, ummm, a green skirt and a blue backpack." Marshall bit his lip, hoping his terrible lie would be enough for now. She contemplated a bit before finally saying,

"I see. Huh. Well, it doesn't appear you're being attacked right now, so how 'bout I go home and get dressed first and I'll come back? Sound good?" Marshall didn't want to be alone. Or, more importantly, for her to be. He knew she would kill Fionna too. He couldn't let that happen. Fionna waited for his answer, obviously not too concerned at the time being. Most evil beings like Marshall Lee didn't want to leave the Nighto'sphere and she knew that. Marshall sighed, finally coming to the conclusion that he simply couldn't let on it was her who was in danger.

"Yeah, okay. Hurry though." She nodded and hugged him. He held her tightly, resting his chin on her head and closing his eyes. His chest pounded, the beats picking up. He didn't want to let go.

"Umm, Marsh? You'll be fine, I got this." She wiggled out of his grip before running off towards the tree house. Marshall Lee turned and walked back into his house, collapsing onto his couch. He closed his eyes, sighing.

Marshall Lee was spending the night at home. He lived in the tree house during this time, his girlfriend, Ashley, in the kitchen grabbing a snack. He was tuning his bass and it was raining. A loud boom echoed off the mountains. Marshall sat up quickly, putting his axe bass on the floor. That wasn't lightning and he knew it. She had done her deed. Marshall flew out the window, meeting his father before he reached the tree. He had been eating souls.

"MARSHALL LEEEEE!" Marshall just waited, facing his father head on. "You released her into my domain? Why? Why would you do that? She let loose Gardsque! He's practically my child," his father hissed.

"That BIRD is your child? Yeah, makes sense considering you love him more than me," Marshall sniffed.

"I don't love him more than you, Marshall. But at least he's respectful of my authority."

"Ugh! You just don't get it, dad! I know about Marceline." Marshall's father went silent.

"How did you find out about that?"

"It's nothing. Just go away." Marshall began to float back, tears coming to his eyes.

"I'm sorry." Marshall stopped and turned, but his father was already a ways off in the distance, on his way to the Nighto'sphere.

"What's going on?" Ashley called out. Marshall floated in the rain, completely soaked.

"Nothing." He turned and went back inside...

"Marshall! Wake up sleepy head!" Fionna stood over him, shaking him slightly. Her hair was combed now and she had fresh clothes and her green backpack.

"Huh? Oh, erg, did I fall asleep?" Marshall yawned, now needing the oxygen to survive.

"I guess so. Go comb your hair and we can get a goin'."

"Pfft, I don't need to comb my hair. This is what's cool, bro." Fionna rolled her eyes and he smiled. He was wearing a black t-shirt and jeans with his sneakers. He grabbed his red coat with the popped collar and big buttons.

"Let's go," he said before floating out the door.