AUGH. THIS TOOK TOO LONG.

Marcelee Time chapter 5!

Okay, let's just go straight to the story this time, before I apologize for all dat waiting.

I don't own anything of Adventure Time!


Marcy POV

"Hello? Is there anyone here? Hello?!" I screamed into the darkness. Nothing. Where am I...? I walked around the large space and bumped into a piece of glass. No, wait... This isn't glass, it's... A mirror. Suddenly, a tiny pink-tinted lightbulb switched on. I saw Marshall's face in the mirror.

"Marceline?! What are you doing here?!"

"The question is.. What are you doing here?!"

"Just go away, stupid girl. I have a life I need to get to. Isn't that right, kids?" Two pale-skinned children came out from behind him and so did... Bonnibel. What the hell...?

"Yes, it is right, daddy." He smiled and turned to PB. I watched in disgust as he kissed her passionately and she did the same. (Just so you know, I HATE THIS PAIRING WITH A FIREY PASSION. SEND IT TO HELL.)

"Marshall! Get off of her! Marshall! Marshall!" As the glass got farther, I broke down in tears and sat on the stone-cold floor. Why... Why is he doing this to me?

"Mistress Marceline? Are you alright?" I turned around and saw Finn dressed in a butler's suit. What is going on?!

"Finn, I thought I told you we stopped playing butler when you were 12."

"No, mistress, I am not playing a game. You have made me your servant after killing Jake and Miss Bubblegum."

"WHAT?! I KILLED JAKE?! And to a much lesser extent,Princess Bubblefart...?"

"Yes. You became very cold after the marriage of Marshall and Bubblegum." My head hurts. I cried. I sobbed.

I woke up.

"Agh... Ugh..." Marshall came down from the portal.

"Marceline, Marcy, are you alright? What happened? No matter what, I'll always be here for you." He kissed me on the cheek.

"Well... I had this dream... You and Bonnibel had kids... I killed her, made Finn my butler... Killed Jake... And later re-entered the Nightoshpere and went to the fiery depths of Hell."

"Whoa... It's 1:41... And you had that dream...?"

"Yeah."

"Here..." He slipped into my bed and propped himself up on his elbows. "How 'bout I sleep with you for the rest of the night?"

"Well, yeah, that'd be nice... But don't think of doing anything funny."

"No worries, I won't. Yet..."

"What was that?"

"Nothing!"

"Good. Goodnight~!"

"'Night."


ML POV

I drifted off into sleep, Marceline next to me. She was warm, and it was surprising, being the vampire she is. Let's enter my dream world, shall we?

I entered this black room, one with a mirror and a chair in the middle.

"What's this...?" I took the chair and sat down in front of the mirror.

"Marshall~ Come're Marshy..." That sounds like Marceline...

"Who is it?"

"Come on Marshall Lee~" She said in a sexy voice.

"Well... Okay... If you put it that way..." I followed her voice into a darker version on our house. And it wasn't the pitch black kinda dark, but it was the death kinda dark. Uh oh.

"Marceline...?" There she was. Sitting in our bedroom... With Flame Prince. Hugging him. Kissing him. (I ALSO HATE THIS PAIRING WITH A FIREY PASSION. Ha... I just noticed that punny pun...)

"Oh! Marshall! What are you... Doing here...?" She looked guilty and angry-ish.

"You called me... What are you doing with him?!"

"Nothing! I-"

"I came over because she was sad. You weren't answering your phone. I was comforting her." Flame Prince is acting like a douche right now... Doesn't he have a girlfriend?! Like... Flame PRINCESS or someone?! Anyway, I walked out of the house shocked and sad.

"AND BY THE WAY, DUDE! WE DON'T HAVE ANY PHONES, YOU IDIOT!"

Then I woke up.

"Marshall? Are those tears I see on your face?"

"No! Guys don't cry!" I flicked them off of my face and combed my fingers through my hair.

"You know, it's actually really good stress relief..."

"I don't care! Men don't cry!"

"Riiight... Anyway, did you have a nightmare, too"

"Yeah... I don't get it, it's like this mattress is cursed or something." After what I said, we heard rustling in the bushes outside.

"What was-?"

"No time for questions, it's time for home invader finding!" I said in a whisper. We went outside and sniffed out the intruder.

"It smells like mustard and souls... Dad?" Marceline had bitterness in her voice.

"Oh, hi Marceline~ Marcy's boyfriend~" A guy with a suit and demon-like features stood up from the bushes. Looks like mom.

"What are you doing here? I told you to stay away from me."

"I know, I know... I just wanted to give you something to remind you of me..."

"What exactly is that?"

"The mattress you were sleeping on, it's the one you used to sleep on when you were a kid!"

"The one that ALWAYS gave me nightmares?"

"Yeah! Isn't it great?!"

"No! Marshall and I slept on it and we had the worst dreams ever! Now, I'm gonna tell you one last time. Get. Out. Of. My. Life."

"Alright, baby girl, I'll get out. Thanks for dinner!" He held up a soulless skunk and left through the portal of the Nightosphere.

"Ugh! Now we gotta get rid of this mattress!" Marcy looked agitated.

"I think I know where to put it..."


Marcy POV

"Okay... You're sure this is gonna work?" I whispered to ML.

"I'm positive that this is gonna work."

"Alright..." We transformed into bats and hung underneath the roof of PB and PG's candy tower.

"Help! Help! Help!" We set up this talking kitten with 20 candy bucks to convince the gummies to use the mattress. And this kitten is adorable.

"Hey, PB, do you hear that?"

"Yeah, it sounds like someone calling for help..."

"Let's go down and check." We snickered as they hurried downstairs and found the kitten laying there, acting like it's starving or something.

"Help me... I'm very hungry and thirsty..."

"Oh, what happened, kitty?" PB stroked the kitten on its head.

"Purrr... I can only get better if you two *cough* sleep on this *cough* mattress..."

"Aw, okay... Anything to help you get better, girl..." PG... That's a-

"I'm a dude."

"Oh... Anything to he-"

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, just sleep on the mattress forever, okay?"

"Promise~" They lugged in the Nightmatress and placed it on their bed frame. ML and I flew down and pulled out the cash.

"What suckers... They friends of yours?"

"Pfft... No. They're just... Neutral, I guess."

"Oh, okay. Thanks for the money, guys. You're the best!" The cat ran away and we flew as bats all the way back to the house.

"So... Where are we gonna sleep?"

"How 'bout my room?"

"Sure... Just don't do anything you'll regret, Marshall Lee..."

"Don't worry, I will."

"Good... Wait, what?!"


Ah~ It's refreshing to write Marcelee Time chappies again...

APOLOGY TIME!~ I seem to be doing a lot of these...

Alright... I super sorry to all those that waited patiently for this new chapter, and to all the new readers who were expecting a fifth chapter... I was very sick and couldn't get my germy germs on the keyboard, so I couldn't write fanfiction... T^T I promise to have the sixth chappie up in about... Maybe three weeks? Hey, I have to pay attention to my other stories, too...

Anyway, thanks to all those who read and enjoyed! See you in the next chapter of whatever!~~^^

And, one more thing... To the nice gentleman/lady guest, who reviewed this:

fuck you but it was great

FUCK YOU TOO. I'm not usually provoked by these kinda things, but since it's on the interwebs, I get hurt twice as much because I don't know who the mofo that said the comment is. That is all.