Fiolee

Chapter 4

Warning: Fionna is 18 in this!

They fell asleep in eachothers arms and slept that way the whole night. Smiles huge on their faces, dreaming of eachother.
Fionna woke up the next morning thinking she was at home. She was about to stretch but paused, tensing as she realized she was being restricted. Her eyes shot open, serveying the situation. She calmed at once as she realized that what was restricting her was Marshall. She looked up at her boyfriend and saw him smiling peacefully as he slept. She smiled at him, thinking how sweet he looked. But her smile began to fade as she thought 'What will I tell Cake?' She put that at the back of her mind and smiled again as she watched Marshall adoringly.
Fionna lightly squeezed her boyfriend. "Good morning, Marshy," Fionna beamed up at him.
Marshall Lee opened his eyes slowly, eyelids fluttering groggily. His eyes opened fully and he smiled at her, hugging her closer than he had been as he slept. "'Morning, Fi. You sleep alright?"
"Yeah, your bed is really comfortable... Okay that sounded weird!" Fionna answered, blushing a light pink, only slightly embarrassed at what she said.
"I know what you meant," Marshall said laughing. He kissed her with a smile on his face.
"Good," she said, kissing him back. She leaned back to look at his face.
"I need to get dressed, I'm hungry!" said Fionna, as her stomach growled to proove her case.
She got up and quickly realized her shirt was hiked up just under her chest. She was still selfconcious about herchubby stomach(It didn't help that Marshall Lee was as skinny as Mick Jagger...). It was too late, he saw her. She blushed, embarrassed and a bit angry. He didn't really think anything of it.
As she turned around to leave the room, Marshall caught her wrist and pulled her back to the bed. "Whats wrong, Fi?" He didn't understand how her attitude could go from happy and a little flirty to embarrassed and upset in two seconds or less.
She didn't answer him so he continued. "Fionna, you know you can tell me. You can trust me."
"I just didn't want you to see my stomach..."
"Why?"
No verbal answer but she shrugged her shoulders, avoiding his eyes by looking down.
"Fi, I've seen you stomach before. Remember? At the summer party at Gumbutt's pool? You wore a bikini." He remembered that day so well. She never acted like this...
"Yeah. I was 13. Now I'm 18 and we're together!" Fionna started to shout.
"Stomachs don't change much in 5 years, Fi." Marshall was very much confused. Why wouldn't he want to see her stomach, of all things...
"Because! I'm. Not. SKINNY! Okay? I just don't want to see my chubby stomach..." Fionna started to cry. She didn't want to, they just came out of nowhere!
"Fionna, don't cry. Your not chubby. And even if you are, I wouldn't care. I don't love you for your body. I love you because your funny and adventuress, and... so... flippin' CUTE!" As he said "cute" he jumped on to of her and kissed he as they giggled.
"Really?" Fionna asked, looking at Marshall's face above her own.
"Baby, you should know something about me. I don't lie. Especially to people I love. And above all else, I will never lie to you, not even to save my life." He kissed her nose. "I never tell anyone this stuff. I guess you would be the first ever... Probably because of how special you are!" He kissed her passionately. After a few minutes, Fionna pulled her head back, as far it could considering she had her head on a pillow, and said, "Marshall Lee, I'm going to make you breakfast!" She pushed on his chest and he let her push him off. She went to change in the bathroom, skipping the whole way there.
When he heard the door open, he went to take a shower, taking clothes with him. Once he got out of the shower and dressed, he did his hair which normally took about 10 minutes of drying and stylying gel. He went into the kitchen where Fionna stood infront of the stove.
"Marshall? You can't be in here, its a supri-"she stopped speaking when she saw Marshall. He was shirtless! She blushed a deep crimson. "Wh-wha-what are y-you doing?"
"What'dya mean, Fi?" he asked smugly. He was doing this to make her more comfortable but he also enjoyed her emberrassment. I just came down for breakfast."
But... But... You don't-" she turned as she smelt his breakfast starting to burn, letting it drop. She put the last on a plate and sat it infront of him. PANCAKES! "I made it with red food dye so you could eat it, or suck the color out, or whatever," she beamed.
"Thanks, Fi!" Glob he loved her!
"Your welcome, Marshy!"
After they ate, Marshall get nervous looking.
"Marshall, are you okay?" Fionna asked, worried. "Were the pancakes okay?"
"Yeah, I've just been meaning to ask you something..."
"Yeah, whats up?"
"I was wondering if you would... move in with me... I know we haven't been dating long but we've known eachother for 5 years. We know everything about eachother so I don't think it really matters..." If Marshall could sweat, he could make enough water for another whole planet.
"I don't know, Marshall... What would Cake say?" She was just making excuses.
"Your 18, you can do what you want."
"Well... Okay..." she was nervous but excited.
"Really?" Marshall said as he floated to where Fionna stood, washing their dishes.
"Yeah. I think it would be okay." She said as she finished the dishes. Marshall picked her up and held her for a long time.
"When did you wanna go get my stuff?"
"Let me go get an unbrella and a shirt." Marshall called over his shoulder.

They broke the news to Cake and she was upset but let Fionna make her own decisions now that she was an adult. They had gotten all her weapons in one box and still had room. They put her shampoo and conditioner, body wash, razor, brush, everything that belonged to her in the box. The last stop was her clothes.
Fionna didn't actually have that much. She had a 3 drawr dresser by her bed and that was it, the last of her things. They started with the bottom where her skirts, pants and shorts were. Then the middle drawr where her shirts were. They had no drama that day up till then.
As they were going through and packing up her underwear drawr, Marshall started playing around. "I wasn't expecing this..." he held up small, pink, lacy, panties. He smiled, "Panties? Pink, frilly, girly, panties?"
"Yes, I wear those. What exactly were you expecting? Granny-panties?"
"I don't know," he shrugged, "Just not this... Or this!" He said in suprise as he help up the matching bra.

"Okay give me those! You go sit on the bed while I finish packing!" Fionna said, sighing.
"Aww, man! I was having fun..."
Fionna laughed at his childish response, "Quiet you big baby!"
She finished and they got back by 8 at night.
"I'm going to go unpack all my stuff, I guess..." Fionna said, tired from all the packing.
It wasn't much, one medium sized box. First she put all he clothes with Marshall's. He didn't have much in his dresser but he had a large closet full of clothes, more than Fionna. She then unpacked her bathroom stuff and put her weapons in the corner of Marshall's- no, their- closet. She took only about an hour, if not less. She cam down to find Marshall cooking.
"Eggs?" Marshall asked her.
"Oooh, yes, please!"
They ate and watched a movie until Fionna fell asleep. Marshall carried her up to bed. He set her on the bed.
"Fionna, you have to change for bed."
"No."
"Fionna, you can't sleep in this."
"No."
"Fionna, where are your pajamas?"
"Top dresser drawr."
Marshall retrieved what he thought were her pajamas. They were much different than her old red one piece. This was a red tank top and little white shorts with flowers all over.
"Here, Fionna. You can change now."
"No."
"Fionna, do I have to do it myself?" He playfully threatened her.
"I don't care."
"Did you hear what I said?" Marshall was very suprised. She must not know what shes saying!
"Yeah. I heard you. I. Don't. Care!"
"Fionna, you need to change, come on, please?"
"Fine, ya jerk!"
She got up and snatched them from his hand. But she was so tired, she didn't realize that either he was still in the romm or she hadn't left because she slip her blue tee shirt over her head and threw it to the ground. Marshall froze, he couldn't move. 'What the hey now?' he thought. She unhooked her bra and let it drop. She grabbed her tank top and slid it over her head and pulled her arms through. She slid her skirt down to her alread bear feet and stepped out of it so she could slide into her shorts. "Better?" she asked as she slid into bed and went off to sleep.
Marshall Lee unfroze. He couldn't believe Fionna had been so tired as to where she would just strip right in front of him. But it did happen. He changed and went to bed, still suprised by his girlfriend's thoughtless, groggy actions. But he was happy too. I mean, he WAS a teenage boy who just saw his girlfriend's boobs(for the FIRST time). He smiled before cuddling up to her and falling asleep.

The next morning, Fionna woke to an empty bed. 'Where's Marshall Lee?' she wondered. She trew off the covers and realized she was wearing her pajamas. She had no memory of changing last night... She went down to the kitchen and found Marshall taking muffins out of the oven.
"'Mornin'," Fionna said, "Since when do you bake?"
"Since I was about 5," he answered, "My mom taught me how when I was little. She wanted me to be able to do everything, even if it used to be a traditional womens job. But I never reall agreed with 'tradional gender roles' anyway..." He finished as he set them infront of her.
"These are really good!" Fionna said as she tried one.
"Chocolate chip, your favorite," Marshall answered, smiling. "Do you remember last night?"
"No. When did I change?" Fionna asked, looking downward.
"When I told you to after yo fell asleep. You put a big fight, kept sayin' 'no' and 'I don't care.' You...you were so tired you changed right infront of me..." he blushed.
Fionna looked down, she wasn't wearing a bra. That meant... "You saw me naked?" her face looking rather tomato-ish.
"You kept your underwear on but other than that..."he trailed off when she buried her face in her hands.
"Great. Wonderful. Just wonderful!"
"Fionna, I'm sorry but its no big deal."
"No, I'm sorry..."
"Sorry for what?" Marshall was confused.
"You probably saw me and thought 'I wish she were skinny' or something... I'm sorry..."
"Fionna, do you know what I thought?"
"What?"
"I thought you were the most beautiful, most wonderful, most sexy woman ever!"(What a guy thing to say...)
"No you didn't..."
"Yes... I did." He leaned over and kissed her cheek and made his way to her mouth and then along her jaw line, all the way to her neck and he stopped there and whispered, letting his lips dance on the skin of her neck, "I love you more than anything in the world. I want you to be with me forever..."
"Does this mean you are going to make me like you?" she asked, swollowing.
"Yes... I will if your ready."
"I am," she said, "I'm ready to be a vampire like you. Spending an eternity with you, forever 18..." she smiled at this. He smiled back at her.
Marshall kissed her neck and then sunk his teeth into her soft human skin. It didn't hurt, she thought it would. It felt a little uncomfotable but somewhat pleasant... He let go and kissed her permanent bite marks.
"All done," he smiled at her, "How do you feel?"
"Great!" She hugged him.
"Go get dressed. I have a lot to show you. Call it 'Vampire Lessons.'" Marshall smiled at her.