Marceline was having the hardest time ever adjusting to her new vampire body.
Because vampires can't go out in the sun light, Marceline had to remain in the castle all day until the sun set. She hated it. And because she usually burned off all her energy running outside, the new vampire had tons of unwanted energy that she just couldn't shake off. This made her three times as mischievous as she was before. She spent many days pulling pranks on the candy people in the castle. Including princess Bubblegum.
"Marceline, why is everybody kicking me? Did you put a kick me sign on my back again?"
"Marceline, did you suck the color out of my favorite dress?"
"Marceline, why is there glue on my toilet seat?"
"Marceline, why is there pee on my carpet? Did you pee here?!"
(That last one Marceline didn't do. Although she did let Bubblegum's pet candy corn rat free to roam. It was most likely him.)
Though she always seemed to have lots of energy at all times, the vampire seemed to have lots more energy at night. (Which was a good thing because she could burn off energy at night while everybody was sleeping.) She was really pissing the family off. Even the King had minor headaches from the vampire's shenanigans. Though irritated he never raised his voice at her, or punished her in severe ways. He knew that if he did that, it would only tempt Marceline to be naughty all the more. He simply just told her to behave herself.
Especially considering she's much more aggressive.
The littlest things could set her off. Something as small as the absence or toilet paper in her bathroom had her seeing red. She fought lots with Bubblegum. More then she ever did. She argued with just about everybody in the past couple weeks. Exempt her father. She could never talk to her old man like that. But her mother she could.
Recently, the Queen caught Marceline taunting a young marshmallow kid by holding his favorite toy above his head. Out of his reach.
"Marceline, what are you doing? Give him back his toy!" exclaimed the angered Queen.
The vampire jumped at hearing her adopted mother's voice. She turned around only to see a red cheeked majesty standing with her hands on her hips. Her surprise look immediately fell, and a look of irritation grew in place. Fuck. Not her again.
Marceline released the toy from her grasp and let it fall to the young marshmallow. He quickly caught it and ran down the hallway, scared that Marceline might take it again if he stayed.
The two women stared daggers at each other for a moment, and then the older woman spoke up.
"Stop this foolish behavior. You're acting like a child. You're making everyone's life here a living hell!" Marceline furrowed her brows.
"Right back at ya…" The vampire mumbled.
"What did you say?"
"I said: right back at ya!" Shouted the vampire. Her quick temper building steam.
The female ruler of the candy kingdom raised her eyebrows, but soon settled them back down in the same position as Marceline's. Her anger rising as well.
"How dare you talk to me like that! Have you forgotten who I am? I'm the Queen of the Candy Kingdom! Anything I say goes, and if I say I want you locked up in the castle dungeons, then by god your going to the castle dungeons!" She stated. Acting all high and mighty wasn't going to work on the vampire this time. Marceline's patience had vanished along with her mortal blood.
"Oh really? I'd like to see you try you old bat! I could kick any one of your candy asses! Have you forgotten who I am? I'm Marceline! The vampire queen!" Marceline exclaimed. She held up a bluish grey arm high in the air to further prove how top dog she (thought she) was. Her majesty simply snorted. Obviously not amused.
"You're no queen. You're simply a cur my husband refused to give up. Why can't you just stop being such a little brat-?"
"Why can't you stop being a dried up old piece of dimple fruit? This is who I am now. If you can't take the heat then get out of the fucking kitchen!" Spat the furious vampire. She just about had it with the older woman's nosey lectures. Why did she even bother talking to Marceline if she hated her so much?
The Queen simply stared at her. Face blank. Body as strait as a pencil. Marceline stared back, but with a snarled nose, and a gaze so sharp, she was sure she could pop a balloon with it. Once again, they just stared at each other. Longer this time then when the fight started.
After a while, the Queen simply turned around, still emotionless, and walked off. She could still feel Marceline's piercing gaze on her back. But made no move to look back at her. Marceline smirked at the sight. One of her fangs poking out past her lips while she did that. Yes! She had won! For once, she finally won a fight with her mother! They've fought many times before, but it would ultimately end up with the majesty winning. Marceline put her arms behind her head in satisfaction. Now that she knows her majesty can be broken, she vowed to herself to never take anymore of her crap. She would stand her ground, and refuse to listen to a thing that old hag had to say.
Her smirk soon vanished though as she saw the image of her mother get smaller and smaller until she saw it completely disappear behind big chocolate doors. Despite the image being gone, Marceline still stared. She didn't know why, but still, for some reason, she longed for at least, one kind word from the Queen. She was the only mother she's ever known anyway.
It was times like this she still wished she had Hambo. Despite being older, and having no interest in playing with toys, she still felt guilty for leaving her oldest friend in the trash to rot. She just got so caught up in her new life that she had forgotten all about her old one. She checked that very dumpster once to look for him, but he was no where to be found. She expected as much, but didn't want it to be true.
She stared on, even when she heard the increasing rate of foot steps right behind her.
"Marceline! There you are! Well I have news on the whereabouts of Lemongrab. You'll never believe it, but that crazy nut job actually started a kingdom of his own! And he's…Marceline?" Bubblegum asked. She quickly noticed the way Marceline never moved a muscle when she approached her. Did she fall asleep while standing again? Thought the princess.
Because yes, Marceline has done that. Though Bubblegum found amusement in it. Her amazement never ceased to stop when her sister was around. But much to Bubblegum's surprise, Marceline was awake, and was off in her own little world. Staring at those big chocolate doors down the hall. The princess raised a gummy eyebrow, and shook Marceline's shoulder.
"Hey, Marceline? Are you alright? Snap out of it," She urged. After a moment, Marceline blinked her eyes, and shook her head to snap out of her thoughts. She put her arms back down by her sides and looked at her sister. "Oh sorry Bonni, I must have zoomed out," The vampire rubbed an eye while apologizing. "What where you telling me?"
The princess smiled, happy to finally have the vampire's attention, told her again about Lemongrab.
"What? How the hell does that work? That guy was a total spas, how was he able to start up his own kingdom?!" Questioned the vampire. She still hated the lemon for making her this way, but hearing about the freak's rapid success had flames going in her eyes.
"Well, to tell you the truth, I'm not sure. But what I do know is that there aren't any civilians living there, so basically all he's running an empty building all by himself." Bonnibel rubbed her shoulder while she talked.
"Huh." Marceline inquired. After that it was awkward silence between the sisters. Both tried to think of a way to fill the air. Bubblegum thought of one first. "So, you ready for the ball that's coming up? It's next week." She asked the vampire. Marceline's eyes went wide.
"What? It's next week?! Oh glob! I was supposed to have a song prepared for it!" Panicked Marceline. She quickly said goodbye, but before she hightailed it to her room, She turned around to face Bubblegum, picked her nose, and wiped a booger on the princess's cheek.
"Ugh! Marceline! That is so distasteful!" cried the pink icon. While she wiped her cheek with her shoulder, Marceline floated up in the air, and out of sight. Though failing to hide her large grin.
The night of the ball.
A fun occasion for most, but for the candies that had to set it up, it was a nightmare.
Those who where involved in the making was Peppermint Butler, Cinammin Bun, starchy, and a bunch of background characters that nobody knows of. Marceline was also helping set up, as she was the only one that could reach the ceiling to set up streamers and signs, and anything else that needed to be hanged from the ceiling. She was also in charge of the whole party setup as well considering she was referred to as a strong 'party animal'. If it was a party, Marceline knew how to get it started. She did her job for the ball every year just fine, but this year she decided to be a little mischievous about it.
Once she set up the large poster of the entire royal family, she devilishly grinned. She looked over both shoulders to make sure nobody was looking, and then she pulled out a can of black spray paint from her pocket. She immediately removed the cap, and sprayed big black mustaches over the image of the King, Queen and the princess. Marceline was in it too, but she didn't spray a moustache on, instead spray painted a top hat and a monocle over herself.
"The fancier, the sexier." Giggled the little trouble maker. Once she was done, she put the cap back on, and put the can back in her pocket. She casually floated away from the scene as if she was the most innocent person in the world. She landed down on the ground by the main castle doors, and looked around at the party.
"Lookin good dudes. Hey peppermint. How's the stage props comin along?" She asked the little butler. He held a small thumbs up. "It's coming together very nicely your majesty. All we have to do now is hook up the microphone to the speakers, and your show will be up and running." Marceline gave him a toothy smile of gratitude, and looked out the window. The sun was setting. People would be showing up soon. But no worries, as almost everything was done. The balloons, food tables, entertainment, and everything else was perfect, and ready to be used by civilians.
Sundown time. Right after the sun went down, flocks of candy people started coming in the castle. Family after family of the sweetest civilians in all of Ooo made their way to just about every part of the party. The candy royals also decided to make a scene, and walked out through a castle door to greet everybody. After the King said his greetings to a candy cane family, he felt a tug on his pink tunic. He looked over his shoulder to look at his distraught wife. "Oh glob…She's done it again." She told him. He was a bit confused by what she said, which she realized.
"Look at what your little vampire did."
The King looked up, and his eyes went wide at the vandalized poster of their family hanging from the ceiling. Of course they knew it was her, because nobdy else could reach that height to set up the posters. He gawked at it for a moment, and then couldn't help but face palm himself. Oh Marceline…
The Queen jerked her head every which way to spot the little hooligan. She managed to see her toning her axe bass on the stage. Cheeks red and fists clenched, her majesty marched over to the vampire, took her by her pointed ear, and half walked half dragged her into another room. Away from the party guests.
"Ah! Will you jus-Ahh! Stop it that hurts! Let go of me you old-gah!" bellowed Marceline while the Queen held a rock grip on her ear. Once she did let go, Marceline was quick to scold her mother. "What the hell was that for? You dried up old prune!"
"Marceline you know exactly what that was for. Why in Ooo's name would you vandalize our family portrait with paint?! We look hideous because of you!"
"Pfft. I think it's an improvement. For you anyway…" Mumbled the vampire.
The Queen snarled her nose at Marceline's smug comment. "Oh you think your so funny don't you? You know what? That's it Marceline. I want you out of here immediately." Stated the pink monarch. Marceline clenched her jaw. She took a step forward. "What, like, are you kicking me out? You can't do that!"
"Oh yes I can. Don't you remember what I said in our last conversation? I'm the Queen! And what I say goe-" She was quickly cut off by Marceline's loud words.
"And don't you remember what I said? I'd like to see your puny candy ass try and get rid of me!" spat the vampire.
"You won't feel so tough when I send all our banana guards out to attack you and kick you out," the Queen shot back. Marceline snickered.
"You think those dumb pieces of fruit can stop me? I can take down anybody, even death himself!"
"That's complete garbage and you know it! Uhh! Why did my husband have to take you in? Why did he care more about you then me?" whined her majesty. She wasn't really asking that to Marceline, but just to herself.
"What do you mean 'loves me more then you'? He loves everybody! That's what makes him such a cool guy!" the vampire pointed out. The Queen looked at her. "Ha. I don't believe it. Ever since he found you he has been arguing with me, and ignoring me, and paying more attention to you and my little princess." She admitted. Marceline took a moment to think about how she would respond to that. This was the first time her adopted mother actually explained her problem with Marceline then just mindlessly scolding her. Besides that time when she walked in on Marceline singing a song about her, but that was different. Marceline was still too young to understand better.
"He does that because we are his daughters. But he loves us all evenly. I can promise you that," Marceline ensures her. "I'm not a kid anymore dude. I'm not just saying this because I know you want to her it. I mean what I'm saying."
The Queen looks at Marceline, then at the floor, and then back at Marceline again. "No. I can't believe that now. I figured that was the case at first, but after ten long years of ignoring his faithful wife, I know now that he just isn't interested in me anymore. And it's all because of you! Why couldn't you just have declined the King's offer to stay here?!"
Marceline could feel her anger boil up again. "Oh, my apologies for wanting a proper family-!"
Both women froze when they heard the door open. Peppermint Butler popped his red and white head through the entrance. "Um…pardon me madams, but is everything alright? I heard shouting…"
"Everything's fine." Both the girls said in unison. Peppermint raised a worried eyebrow. "Well, if you say so. But Miss Marceline, it's almost time for your show to begin." He informed her.
"Alright. Thanks PB. I'm coming." The vampire said. And walked through the doors without so much as a glance back at the older monarch.
It didn't take long for Marceline to finish tuning her axe bass, and getting the speakers and microphone lined up. Once she did, She talked intot he microphone.
"Whatup candy peoplez?! Ready to hear the greatest thing your little ears ever heard?"
The crowd of people hastily gathered around the stage. Marceline smirked.
"Alright! Well this song was, honestly, just something I whipped up within the past week, and its probably worth less then burnt toast, but ima give it a shot and see what ya think!" said the vampire through the microphone. She could hear some whistling and the occasional chuckles of the crowd. Once she finished talking, she swung her bass around her shoulder and started playing it right away.
It started out as something smooth and soft, but then the hard rock hit like a knife from a knife storm, and took everyone by surprise. Marceline could hear some wild cheers of some candy peeps. It wasn't until after a minute that Marceline began singing. She licked her lips with her forked tongue:
Hey little baby,
Where has your ship gone?
Hey little baby,
Why so sad?
Hey little baby,
Drying up on the front lawn.
You must have been very bad.
Marceline jams down on her bass as the crowd goes wild to hear her sing. Such an amazing voice. As always. Thought princess Bubblegum. She was standing in the middle of the crowd, enjoying Marceline's talents. She looked up above the stage to see her parents standing on the third floor balcony, enjoying the view. Her parents always tried to be the highest over everyone to emphasize their royal roles in the kingdom. Bubblegum never really cared about such things, and preferred to be among her peeps. And Marceline.
The vampire sang on.
Hey little girl,
Where has your parents run too?
Hey little girl,
Are you sick of this little fad?
Hey little girl,
Don't let them call you a fool.
Hey little girl,
Don't get even, get mad.
~All they ever wanted to do
Was to please y~ou.
Their sick, and clad in death too.
Can't you see~ the respect they bleed?
For you, what they se~e,
Is more love for me.
Marceline rises from the ground and floats up near her parents. It was nearly a hundred feet that she floated upwards. She was about four feet from them now. She closed her eyes, and kept playing.
Forget you,
You don't have a clue.
I have friends,
You have money.
I have power,
you're just a phony.
Me and my sister,
Friends forever.
I'm better then you,
Because I've got her.
My father too,
Lady just give up,
You don't have a clue,
How much better it would be without you.~
THUMP.
Marceline opened her eyes to see what made that noise.
Not a moment after she did, she heard the Queen scream right next to her, and the crowd next. It wasn't until the Queen yelled, "OH MY GOD! SHE PUSHED HIM OVER!" that Marceline finally looked down, and her eyes went wide.
There lying lifeless and broken on the stage, was the King. He fell over the railing.
Marceline stared at his crumpled body, mouth agape, eyes perfect circles. She quickly swooped down, and landed near the king's body. She put a shaky hand over the king's mangled wrist. Her breathing quickened, her body shaking. His pulse rivaled her own.
Dead.
She stumbled back from him, and slowly turned around to face the frantic crowd. Although they all some what stopped their shroud of terror to look at her. Some looked at her with their still shocked expression, some looked at her with disgust. Others didn't know what to think.
"I…I didn't…" Marceline tried to choke out, but her own shock was clumping up the words in her throat. "It wasn't…you gotta…."
Instead of trying to explain herself further, she simply took off through the air, over the crowd, and out the main doors. Nobody made any move to follow her.
Nobody except princess Bubblegum.
I'm sorry It's taking me so long to update, I've just been SO busy. :(
But don't worry, no matter how long it takes me to update, I will finish the story. eventually. :)
Thank you to those who still are sticking with the story, i hope your wait was worth the time it took me to write it. ;)
Next chapter, I predict, will be up by the end of the week. :D I'll try my best to upate faster.
