A/N- sorry if this is a little sad and shit, thanks for being with me peeps, i love you all. I don't own the song named, Your Ex-Lover is Dead by Stars, I don't fucking own it!
Your Ex-Lover is Dead
God that was strange to see you again
Introduced by a friend of a friend
Smiled and said 'yes I think we've met before'
"Ms. Bubblegum, meet Ms. Marceline, she's the head of Nightosphere Inc, and is currently the owner of this musical institution, we are glad to have you and your laboratory to be built here, to be able to further your studies in this school is such a huge pleasure," the speaker, which happens to be the Vice-President of the Nightosphere, Inc, said as he introduced the pink haired girl to Marceline who stood there idly, there was an awkward silence between them.
"Bonni-bel." Marceline repeated as if the name was familiar to her, which it is, really, she was just acting it out, trying to hide the pain and joy seeing the love of her life after two years.
the man clasped his hands, "You know each other?" he asked, his eyes shining from the conclusion, Marceline glanced at Bonnibel, eyes still widening and jawed opened ajar, she smirked at her and nodded, "Yeah, i think I've met her before.."
Bonnibel came back to her senses and forced a smile, trying to stop the tears from falling, she sniffed before nodding and said, "Yeah, we were classmates back in high school."
In that instant it started to pour,
Captured a taxi despite all the rain
We drove in silence across Pont Champlain
And all of the time you thought I was sad
I was trying to remember your name...
"What the heck.." Marceline cursed as she facepalmed, she forgot her car, she just hitched a ride to her employee, she looked at the windowpane and it started raining, she made her way on the hallway, now the owner of the Music School and the Nightosphere, Inc. You can say that she's living the life, but after Bonnibel, it wasn't the same as alway anymore. I wonder what Maribel is doing right now, I guess she's already 13 years old.
plop-plick-plop
the sound of her red boots clattered its way to the empty hallway, her coat on her arm as she lets her long and wavy hair followed suit as she ran to the exit of the building, she didn't notice the glint of pink as she stopped by the exit and sighed. There's no taxi, and I still have a meeting with the committee.
"You're going to Plont Champlain?" a sweet yet nervous voice asked her, Marceline glanced at the speaker to see the source of the voice, silently praying that it wasn't Bonnibel, but the gods didn't listen to her at the moment.
"Yeah, you too?"
Bonnibel nodded, Marceline shrugged her shoulders as she called the yellow cab approaching them, "taxi!"
This scar is a fleck on my porcelain skin
Tried to reach deep but you couldn't get in
Now you're outside me
You see all the beauty
Repent all your sin
After what seemed to be eternity of almost having Bonnibel back in her life after 7 years, Marceline finally gave up. She thought that Bonnie was really the one for her, because after 7 years of not seeing her again, there she was, with a child on her own, she feels like Bonnie needs her again, but again, she was wrong, Bonnibel didn't..
or maybe she got it wrong?
she shook her head from the thought, she was on her bed, staring at the empty purple wall, like it was the only thing in her bedroom.
But Marceline couldn't help it, she misses the pink girl in her arms, her smooth strawberry scented hair and skin, she just couldn't help it anymore, and she started crying.
Bonnibel greeted her daughter with a smile, Maribel on the other hand was busying herself with her report that is due tomorrow.
"How is the application to the music thing, mom?" she asked, eyes still glued to the laptop, Bonnibel sighed and sat across to her daughter, "They accepted me, but guess who's back in town?"
"No way."
Bonnibel giggled, "Yeah, met her today, she's still the same Marceline."
After meeting Braco, they talked about Mari's custody, and after that he was gone, day after she met Braco, she decided to meet Marceline and tell her about going back to the way it was, but the next thing she knew, Marceline was gone.
"Mom, do you still love her?" she asked, Bonnibel smiled, and stood up, "I don't want to answer that question, dear."
after that, Maribel said nothing, knowing her mother, it wouldn't be a nice thing to ask her of such things.
"What's for dinner?" she smiled, Bonnibel opened the jar of cookies and said, "I already ate dinner, what do you want me to cook?"
"I'll just head out, mom."
"uhmm. Okay, but be back here by 8, alright?" Bubblegum patted her daughter's head, Maribel nodded.
With that Bonnibel ate her cookie and said, "I'll be at the lab, just finishing this research, be at bed by 9:00, okay?"
"Yes, mother."
Maribel Bubblegum, now 13 years old is mature to know what's right and wrong, for extra credits, a black belter in Judo, and is a Grade 10 pianist. She's the carbon copy of her mother, her luscious pink hair that now runs to her back, blue pale eyes that's always been beaming at people.
She didn't really care about anything really, believing that everything has its own reasons, scientifically, speaking, anything can be explained by Science.
But one thing isn't.
And that is love.
Sure, she can give a list of definitions of what love is, but one thing that bothers her is how to explain the feeling of being in love.
She sighed, as she opened the door of her favorite restaurant, A La Carte, her mother would always bring her there if she has the time, she said that it's their favorite place when Marceline and Bonnie are still together, she smiled, she sat at the bar and was greeted by her uncle Jake.
"Kiddo! What brings you here? Where's PB?"
Princess Bubblegum, that's what her mother's nickname is, she was a Princess, the living proof that princesses exists, she's intelligent, beautiful, and has a sense of morality, and she's always with the Vampire Queen, Marceline Abadeer, she can still remember her mother talking about one of her high school stories.
"You know, me and Marcy used to sit here with our friends," Bubblegum said to her daughter as they sat on the seat on the window, she saw her uncle Finn approaching them and sat next to Mari.
"Hey there, lil' PB, sup?" Finn said, as he played with Mari's hair, Bubblegum giggled, Jake followed by sitting next to Finn and his wife, Lady sat next to Bubblegum.
"Why do they call you PB, mom?" Mari asked, the group looked at her and smiled, "Can I answer that?" Finn asked, Bonnibel smiled and nodded at the 25 year old.
"PB, for Princess Bubblegum," he stopped for a while to smile, "she's like a Princess, she has her own carpool, she's intelligent and she got it all, she's the most radical dame that I met and-"
"and he has the biggest crush on her before." Jake cut Finn out as he nudged Mari lightly on shoulder, which the younger Bubblegum giggled, Finn blushed and swatted Jake's elbow, "Not cool, man!"
"And I once remember you," Mari started, the whole group went silent, as the child pointed at Bubblegum, "calling Marcy, the Vampire Queen."
the whole group fell silent, Bubblegum just smiled and said, "Just so you know, Marceline was a rebel, she got her teeth to be sharpened, to be like the vampire's canines and reasoned it to add to her personality, Marceline's a major rockstar," she added air quotations as she rolled her eyes, "as she said, and well, earning her the title as the Vampire Queen."
Lady smiled and said, "I can still remember Jake believing that Marceline's a real vampire and he avoided her for three months!"
the whole group laughed and Maribel smiled at her mother, she's still in love with her, after all these years, how amazing love can be.
Maribel was drifted to reality when Jake handed her the pancakes, with strawberry milkshake and said, "It's on the house, go sit at the usual seat, kiddo."
Maribel uttered a simple thanks and sat near the entrance of the shop, she looked outside and noticed that it was raining, the bell rang, signalling another customer.
It's nothing but time and a face that you lose
I chose to feel it and you couldn't choose
I'll write you a postcard
I'll send you the news
From a house down the road from real love...
Bonnibel sighed, it has been an hour and a half since she's been working in the solution, she shook her head and removed her goggles, gloves and lab coat, she lazily went back upstairs and looked at the wall clock, 6:58..
She observed the silent atmosphere of the manor, Peppermint, now long gone in this world, which was just a month ago, and she just met Marceline, all over again.
She plopped herself on the brown couch, when her phone rang, from the backpocket of her pants, she answered it and said sweetly, "Yes?"
"Hey, PB, the alumni's coming up, you coming? the whole gang will go." Finn said enthusiastically, she smiled at the 28 year old, he didn't change.
"Sure, it'd be great to have a break," she paused, "and Marceline will be there?"
"Yeah, she'll perform with her band! Man, it'll be like high school all over again!"
Bubblegum giggled and said, "I miss those times."
"Me too, well I got to go, be careful always, Princess!"
"Yeah, you too, Finn."
