Hey guys :3 i've finally got chapter 9 up :) sorry i took so long... i haven't really been feeling like writing recently *yawn* school is EXHAUSTING. I can barely keep my eyes open on the bus-ride home everyday... *yawn* i'm mainly just forcing myself to write this for the readers, so i'm going to make this dedicated to them :) you know who you are, but just in case you got amnesia or something, to: kyla123, andre01, xGiaVannaSx, MrsGrintLikesGuysWhoEatCarro ts, teenagegirl14, Lady of Black Millennium, hinatawolf, B The Shadow Ninja Samurai, FeatherClanLova, jackbnimble, OffBeatSerendipity, lilywhitlockhaletheblackrose , Midnightxtal, xLastOneStandingx, Nobody2012, KawaiiNyaa, Moonlit Ice, Kiri-Kay, SakuraSocoro, Breeches, iamsuperhero2, princessanime29, cookiemonster5, dickory5, Chocochip-chan, KoalaBear95, and Proud2beMexican.
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Oh, and I've been meaning to do this for a while now: DISCLAIMER: Why dafaq would i be writing a fanfic for AT if i owned the show? And if i did indeed own the show, don't you think i would have given Marshall Lee more than 3 seconds of screen time? :/
We slipped into the crowd, and when I was sure we were out of sight, I rounded a corner and turned to Fionna. 'What the f*** was that?!' I yelled at her. Several people around us started staring. I ignored them.
Fionna took a step back cautiously. 'Jeez, I didn't think you like Marshall Lee enough to get so worked up over a stupid little comment,' she sneered. If I were an anime character, I would have had a vein pulsing on my temple.
'I do not like him!' I cried. Fionna smirked.
'Oh really? Then what was all that intense blushing I spied on before I saved you from total embarrassment?' I grinded my teeth. I should really stop doing that. My dentist only has so much patience.
'I... SHUT UP!' Quite a bit more than a few people were staring now. I turned to them. 'What the hell are you looking at?' I snarled at them. They didn't stick around long after that. I turned back to Fionna. I walked off into a dark alleyway and closed my umbrella. 'Do you have anything to actually say, or did you just drag me away from a nice conversation for nothing?' I asked, glaring daggers at her.
'Actually, I do,' she said. 'I found out that there's going to be ball in the Candy Kingdom, hosted by Prince Gumball. It's the perfect place for you to find a man, don't you think?'
I frowned. 'I'm sorry, Prince Who?'
'Gumball.'
'Gumbutt? That's a stupid name,' I sneered. Fionna rolled her eyes.
'Prince Gumball, dumbass...'
'It's still a stupid name,' I smirked. 'So, is he like, Princess Bubblegum in guy form?'
Now it was Fionna turn to frown. 'Princess Bubblegum? Now that's a stupid name.'
'I agree!' I laughed and put my arm around her shoulders. 'You know, you're not so bad, Fionna. All you really need is to stop hanging out with that big wuss, Cake, and you'd be pretty cool.'
Fionna gaped at me. 'What? She's my sister, Marceline! How could you say something like that?'
I laughed evilly, and floated up into the air, sitting crossed legged right in front of Fionna's face. 'Just think about it.' I took a big juicy apple from my basket and bit into it, sucking the red out. I threw the now white colourless apple at Fionna and she caught it. Fionna threw it into a trash can.
'I don't see your point...' Fionna said angrily. Though she still looked a little hurt over the Cake comment.
I sighed and started floating around her head. 'Whoever said you were supposed to?' I floated down to the ground until I hovered over it in a standing position behind Fionna. She spun around, her fists balled up and her face flushed.
'Whatever, Marceline. I don't have to listen to this crap.' She stormed off, leaving me floating in a scary looking alley by myself. I only realise now that saying that about Cake was a mistake. But even if it was a mistake, it was a necessary one, and I wouldn't regret it later.
I leaned against the alley wall and closed my eyes. I started singing quietly to myself.
Weep not for roads untraveled
Weep not for paths left alone
'Cause beyond every bend
Is a long blinding end
It's the worst kind of pain I've known
I felt a huge pang in my chest when I say this. It reminded me so much of Ash. I kept telling myself I had to move on, but the pain was still there as fresh as if it had happened yesterday. I felt tears threatening form at the corners of my eyes, and suddenly became aware that there was someone standing next to me. I didn't look up at them, and to be honest I didn't really care. I continued singing, but the person sang with me, in a soft, deep voice that I somehow found familiar.
Give up you heart left broken
And let that mistake pass on
'Cause the love that you lost
Wasn't worth what it cost
And in time you'll be glad it's gone
I looked up now and if my heart was still beating, it would have leapt in my chest. It was Marshall Lee, and he sang wonderfully. His words were like velvet. I stopped singing even though the song wasn't over. He did too.
'That's a sad song,' Marshall said. I looked down, my cheeks flushing . 'Who're you singing about?' he asked.
'I'm not singing about anyone,' I said stubbornly.
'Sure you're not,' I said annoyingly.
'Fine,' I muttered. 'It's... It's no one, really. Just some asshole ex-boyfriend.'
Marshall smiled sadly. 'Must have been an idiot to leave a beautiful girl like you.'
I blushed darker and I found myself staring into those soft crimson eyes of his. 'You... You think I'm beautiful?'
Marshall looked away, embarrassment plastered to his face. 'Of course,' he said, a deep blush forming on his cheeks, too.
'Th-thanks...' I mumbled. 'He was an idiot,' I added. 'And he didn't leave me, I left him.'
'Smart move. I had a girl like that once. Leaving her was possibly the best thing I ever did.' The girl must have been the female version of Ash. I almost felt sorry for Marshall at that moment.
'What are you doing here?' I couldn't help it; it just burst out.
'You left your strawberries,' he said kindly, handing me the box I'd dropped earlier.
'Oh, thanks. I'd forgotten about them.' I put the box into my basket with the rest of my red food. 'Sorry about the way we met, again.' I tapped the side of my head. 'Amnesia and all.'
Marshall gave me a lopsided smile. 'For someone with amnesia, you've sure got a lot of sad memories.' I couldn't help but noticed how cute he looked when he smiled.
I returned the lopsided smile. 'Shut up.' I gave him a playful shove. I held the box of strawberries out to him. 'Care for a strawberry?'
'Yes ma'am,' he said cheerily, taking one and biting into it. He sucked the red out of it and threw it into the trash can. I sank into a sitting position on the alley floor. Marshall did the same. I blushed at how close together we were sitting, and I could tell Marshall had noticed as well.
He pointed at out touching bodies. 'Should I...?'
'No,' I said, blushing again. 'It's fine.' Marshall was blushing too, but he didn't seem to mind.
By the time we finished off the box of strawberries together, it had already gotten dark and the stars were starting to come out. To tell the truth, I was enjoying this immensely. Marshall started staring up at the sky through the gap between the two buildings that formed the alley. 'Hey Marceline, look.' He said, pointing at the sky. 'Shooting star. Make a wish.' He smiled, and I felt butterflies in my stomach.
I stared up at the shooting star. 'I wish...' But I didn't know what to wish for. Yesterday, I would have wished to go home in a heartbeat. But now... I looked over at Marshall. If I could get a guy to fall for me, which I'm sure I could if I tried, I could go home. But right now, that wasn't what I was thinking about. Right now, all I wanted was to stay like this next to Marshall forever. 'I wish this moment would never end.'
Marshall seemed taken aback by this. 'I...' he tried to say something but it didn't come out. He leaned in. If my heart had been beating it would have racing. We were so close that I could feel his breath on my face. It smelled like strawberries. I leaned in as well, and our lips were about to touch when...
Marshall's POV:
I turned away, and glared at the ground. 'I'm sorry,' I said quietly. I can't believe I just did that. I was about to kiss her, actually kiss her, and I turned away. I felt like beating myself up. Giving myself a big shiner. I deserved it. 'Great, Marshall. You blew it,' I muttered, not loud enough for Marceline to hear, though.
'What's wrong?' she asked gently. She probably thinks I'm a jerk now. I looked up at her, the girl of my dreams, looking so beautiful in the moonlight.
'Nothing,' I said, staring at those beautiful red lips. I could have kissed those lips, those perfect lips, but I didn't. Why? I have no idea. 'You're gorgeous. Did you know that?'
She was blushing so much that it looked like the blood might explode from her cheeks. She looked cute when she blushed. 'I didn't,' she said.
'Well you are,' I said. I sounded completely lovestruck. I turned away and started glaring at the ground again. 'You must think I'm a fool.'
'That's not true,' she said, smiling. 'I think you're sweet.'
I laughed. 'Sweet?' This was so funny to me, it brought tears to my eyes. 'Sweet?' I was hugging my sides now, laughing uncontrollably.
'What? What's so funny?' she asked.
'Nothing!' I said in between fits of laughter. I stopped giggling enough to answer her properly. 'It's just... no one's ever called me sweet before. I mean... I've been called scary and mean and even "ohmyglobVAMPIRE!" but not sweet. Never sweet. Not even by my mom.'
She stared at me, like she understood perfectly. 'I also think you're charming.' She added, grinning. 'And funny.'
'Really?' I asked, sporting a winning smile. I don't know why, but I wrapped my arms around her, holding her to my chest. She didn't protest, so we stayed that way.
'Really. And I think you're handsome.' She wriggled in closer to me, until she was lying on my lap, half-facing my chest. 'And you smell nice,' she said softly.
'Thanks, Marceline.' But she didn't hear, for she had already fallen asleep in my arms.
WHOOP! MARCELEE LOVE, GUYS! :D this chapter would have a WAY better birthday prezzie for kyla, now that i think about it... :DDD
The song was "Roads Untraveled" by Linkin Park.
Okay, I know I said last chapter was the probably going to be the longest ever? Well I believe I lied, 'cause this is WAY longer! I reached 2,000 words people! YEEEEEESSS! I'm so happy I could die! :DDD
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