After going home and checking for her there, Marshall Lee flew over the vast forest.

"Fionna! Fionna!" He called out for her, shouting until he was almost hoarse. It had been hours, and no sign of her. Suddenly, he saw a girl with yellow hair wading in a stream through the tree covering.

"FIONNA!" Marshall launched himself at her, and before she could do anything he was holding her in his arms. He began to kiss the top of her head.

"Fionna! Oh, glob . . . I was so worried. You're so stupid for running off . . ."

"MARSHALL I'M NAKED!" He froze, eyes wide open.

Oh. My. Glob . . . . That means that . . . she's . . . her . . .

"OH MY GLOB WHAT THE FLIP FIONNA!?" Marshall Lee quickly let her go, and turned around blushing wildly. Oh my glob her . . . where touching me. SHIT! He quickly sat down, trying to cover up his nose-bleed and boner at the same time, which is incredibly difficult. NOW IS NOT THE TIME TO FUCKING POP A BONER!

"My dress!" Marshall looked to next to him to see a dress quickly floating downstream. He felt his nose bleed more.

"Marshall . . . can I borrow your shirt?" Marshall felt his face turn to flames. He quickly unbuttoned his shirt, and thrusted it at her.

"D-do you . . . have p-p-panties?" Marshal felt his voice cracking. He knew he was losing his cool; no . . . it was fucking crashing and burning.

"Yeah . . . wait . . . NO! MARSHALL, GO GET MY PANTIES!"

"Huh?" Marshall looked up to see red panties floating down the river. "Oh! Okay!" He quickly flew over and carefully picked it up. He flew over to Fionna, who had his shirt on now.

"Wow . . . Fionna . . . really?" Marshall held up her underwear, which were red with lace and bows.

"MARSHALL!" Fionna reached out for them, but he quickly flew around her. Her face was incredibly red.

"Hmm . . . you know, I am hungry." He looked at the underwear, which were a delicious shade of red.

"OH GLOB YOU'RE NOT THINKING . . . NO!" She was trying to reach for her garments, but his shirt kept her from jumping too high.

"I think I will . . ." Marshall took the corner and held it above his mouth. "Just kidding, I only eat panties when the girls are wearing them." Marshall winked at her.

"Marshall Lee you're such a pervert!" She grabbed them and carefully slid them on. He swooped her up, and handed her his umbrella.

"Mind holding it until we get back to my place? I think we ought to call Cake and get you some pants before we take you home."

"Sounds like a good plan! I couldn't imagine what Cake would do if you brought me home like this." Marshall looked down at Fionna and looked away quickly, blushing madly. I can't believe I'm holding Fionna who's only wearing my flannel shirt and red panties . . . this must be a dream . . .

xXx

Fionna couldn't believe this . . . wearing nothing but his shirt, in his arms . . . This must be a dream!