Glad to see my story is catching on so well ^.^ Hope you guys realize that this quick updating will not last O.o Any who, this chapter is short, so, yeah. Hope you like! Read on...

Fionna pulled herself over the balcony's railing, grunting with the effort. She rolled onto her back, landing silently on the paved flooring. She stood from her slight crouch and peered inside the through the closed glass doors. The curtains were cracked just enough for Fionna to see if anyone was awake. She saw no sight of Cake, nor any other personage.

With nibble hands and feet, Fionna quickly opened and shut the door, letting it click shut behind her. Glancing around the dark room, she started to strip, once again taking on the attire of her sleeping gown. She laced her bedroom shoes, and pulled the bunny hat from her head. Her golden hair fell out, surrounding her with warm fuzzy curls.

She leaned down, grabbed her blue hoodie and skirt, along with her stockings and hat, and rushed to the other side of the room. Opening her large wooden wardrobe, she stuffed the clothing items in the back, making sure that her other dresses covered them up. She stood back to make sure they were rightly concealed, and then shut the wardrobe, her back to it.

She breathed a sigh of relief. Everything was as it should be, and once again, she was back inside the castle walls, safe. But, everything was not as it should be. Fionna's heart gave a flutter when she thought this, letting out a shaky breath. She had a date, with a vampire, at a restraint she didn't even know. And it was tomorrow night.

Just thinking this, actually giving acknowledgement to it, made Fionna smile. What a jerk he had turned out to be. Such a rude, inconsiderate butt. Fionna sighed. But there was something about him, something that made her feel like she could fight anything as long as he was by her side. His dark black hair, long and shaggy, giving him that rugged rock star appearance.

That red axe bass, as deep as his voice and just as soothing, accompanied with loose fitting clothes. Those fingers that were so thin and long, yet strong enough to hold Fionna as if she was nothing in the world but a feather. The same that plucked the strings of his bass, making it feel like her own heart strings were being strung.

And those eyes. Those deep whirlpools of red. Fionna melted just remembering them. She had tried not to show it, to herself and to him, but when he had gotten so close to her, when he had leaned up against the wall, she had wanted him closer. She knew she shouldn't have taken such a liking to him already. Fionna sighed, deep and confused.

"Stupid Marshall, stupid me. What have I gotten myself into?" Of course she was going out and having the unofficial date with him. How could she say no when technically she had already said yes? Fionna made her way to her four post bed, flopping down onto the thick covers. Burring her face in the soft fabrics, she rolled onto her back, ruffling and tossing them around. She stared up at the canopy, her eyes half closed.

She wasn't tired in the least, her thoughts of Marshall Lee still bothering her to the extent of full consciousness. Instead of trying to fall into sleeps warm embrace, Fionna imagined falling into Marshall's cold one. With a little bit of creativity, Fionna could feel his cold callused fingers on her arms instead of the folds of the blanket.

She knew that she shouldn't be thinking so… intimately. After all, she was only fifteen, and she had never been in a situation like this. But as far as she was concerned, it didn't really matter. Fionna wasn't going to say she was in love with Marshall. That would be stretching the truth a little too far. But that night, their first meeting, and their first encounter, had truly made her a believer of the phrase love at first sight.

Fionna closed her eyes, and smiled, wondering what it really would be like to be touched like she had heard so many explain. She continued to imagine Marshall Lee laying there beside her, his hands resting on her waist and twirling in her hair. She sighed, and started to drift off to sleep, content for once that she didn't feel completely alone in the huge castle.

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