"What just happened?" Fionna asks, brushing the twigs off her hat. Marshall gets up, and walks up to Fionna. Before he can get even five feet near her and grab her to him, it's as if there's an invisible wall between them, Marshall can't hold her.
"Fionna," Marshall exclaims, trying to touch her, all he can think of how odd his arms feel now that they're void of Fionna. Fionna also realizes something, there's suddenly no warmth around her any longer. She wants Marshall's arms around her.
"Take me home," Fionna says at the verge of tears, tossing him a rope from her backpack. Marshall lifts the rope, and the blonde haired girl holds on tightly. As the two fly in the skies of Aaa, Fionna looks up, and sees Marshall. His face looks determined, and she can see he's not happy. "Marshall!" Fionna yells, and he looks down, smiling and frowning at the same time.
Marshall drops her off, and she waves goodbye to Marshall. "Wait," he calls back. Fionna turns back, and Marshall shrugs off his plaid shirt, and it lands in Fionna's hands. She breathes in his scent, and out of her pack, grabs a spare blue shirt. Tossing it into the air, Marshall grabs it and pulls it close.
"Goodbye, Marshall Lee!" Fionna calls, grinning. Marshall waves goodbye back, and he's off into the night. Fionna clings tightly to the vampire king's shirt. "I wish you could hold me one last time," she whispers to herself.
"Baby-cakes," Cake says, "Are you all right?" Fionna's grip on the plaid material tightens, and she runs into her room, bawling her eyes out. Cake follows the sixteen year old girl into her room, and sees her gripping a plaid material.
"Oh Cake," she says softly, stroking the fluffy fur of the cat. "Marshall and I can't touch anymore; we have to say like, five feet away or something." Her tears fall into the cat's fur.
"Well, focus on PG from now on!" Cake cheers, trying make Fionna happier, but the girl is crying and she can only think of the vampire boy. Little did she know, that the vampire boy was crying over her too.