Chapter 9

All I have to say is...Incomining fluff (Kind of)

And orginaly this chapter didn't exist but I have to vent my fluff SOMEWHERE

Thursday night, three nights after Gumball's visit and one night before the ball Fiona had convinced Marshal to go to the Candy Kingdom and help with the preparations.

When they got to the castle the sun had just set and the ballroom was pretty much empty, except for Gumball and a few candy people including Honeybuns who was standing in the middle of the room shouting something about a backflip.

The first person to greet them was Lumpy Space Prince, "Hey guys, you come to work?"

Fiona laughed, "Hey LSP, you ready to party on Friday?"

"Totally, even though this party's gonna be lame because I'm not the one throwing it. You should totally be my date."

"Actually I-" Fiona started before Marshal interrupted her.

He put an arm around her shoulder and glared at the lumpy prince, "Fiona's already taken."

As they started to walk off LSP yelled after them, "Don't deny these lumps Fion

a! You can't hide your feelings!"

Fiona laughed, "You totally saved me back there dude."

Marshal grinned, "We'll I gotta protect my girl don't I?"

"Your girl huh?"

Marshal and Fiona looked away from each other to see Gumball standing in front of them, looking not-so-pleased.

"Oh hey Gumball, uh- Marshal was just talking about how he saved me from LSP back there. You should have seen it, it was so funny!" Fiona tried to sound nonchalant but on the inside she was flipping out, she wasn't ready for Gumball to find out about her and Marshal yet.

Marshal gave her a confused look and dropped his arm, "Uh, yeah. I pretended to be her boyfriend, like that would ever happen. I'm too bad for her to handle." Marshal grinned at her and she punched his arm.

"Oh cool, Fiona! Why don't you hang up some streamers." Gumball said, still a bit suspicious.

"Okay, come on Marsh!" Fiona grabbed Marshal's arm but Gumball stopped them.

"Actually I need Marshal to help set up the bar."

Fiona was shocked, "You're going to serve alcohol?"

Gumball shrugged, "Well, yea. There will be a lot of older people. Actually Fiona, I think your one of the only underage people here."

Marshal grinned, "Why do I not come to more of these parties?"

Fiona looked a bit disappointed, "Oh, okay. I'll just go hang up those streamers now." She walked toward a pile of decorations and a ladder by the wall, making sure she picked one close to where Marshal was working.

Why wouldn't PG let them work together? Marshal would be able to do the decor easily considering the fact he could fly instead of having to climb the unstable ladder. The pink prince was beginning to infuriate her. Especially when he told her to be responsible, honestly! Marshal isn't like that and neither is she. And she can take care of herself! Just because the prince was 5 years older doesnt mean he could treat her like that, Marshal certainly doesn't and he's 1,000 years older than her!

As she hung the bright pink ribbons on the wall she heard a voice call from below. "Be careful Fiona!"

She knew it was Gumball and that made her even madder, "I can take care of myself!" She yelled back down, unsure if she was talking about being on a ladder or something else.

Suddenly she cried out. Her foot had lost its place and she began falling. It was a surreal feeling as she fell, like the whole world was slowed down and she was flying. She watched as Gumball looked at her in horror. Marshal's head lifted in slow motion and she could see him drop the bottle he was holding. He began running before the bottle even smashed to the ground. She watched the look of determination on his face as he ran toward her. She was about 1 foot away from the ground when he dove under her and grabbed her around the waist. The slow motion feeling stopped when the two collided, tumbling across the floor from the force of the momentum of Marshal's dive. They stopped with Fiona laying on top of Marshal, his arms still around her.

Breathing heavily from adrenaline and having the wind knocked out of her, Fiona groaned, rolling off of the vampire.

"Oh dear! Fiona are you okay?" Gumball aked as him and everyone else crowded around the two.

"I'm- okay. Marshal?" Fiona stammered, having a hard time breathing.

"You scared the Nightosphere outta be Fi. Why do I have to keep having to save you?" She let out a weak laugh.

"Oh, this is all my fault! I distracted you Fiona!" She wasn't sure what he ment by distracted but Marshal certainly didn't like that term.

"You're damn right it's your fault! You almost got her killed!" He yelled, sitting up.

Fiona sat up and put a hand on his shoulder, "It's okay Marsh, I'm fine. You saved me." She smiled gratefully at him and added to herself, And if everyone else wasn't here I'd kiss you right now. But she still didn't want everyone else to know before Cake knew.

"I'm just glad I don't have to to take care of a lost, unconscious little bunny again." The two of them laughed, leaving everyone else a bit confused since they didn't get the joke. Marshal looked at the faces of the candy people who were staring down at them, "What are you guys all looking at?" They all, a bit surprised, began to disperse, going back to their jobs.

Marshal helped Fiona up and she started toward the ladder, "I guess it's back to work."

Marshal wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her back, grinning. "Oh no you don't Fi, let me handle this." He winked at her and then zipped up to the ceiling. Everyone stared in awe as he flashed around the room, leaving a trail of perfectly hung streamers, ribbons and other decorations. In less than half a minute he was standing next to Fiona.

"Dude! You did all that in like twenty seconds!" Fiona exclaimed.

He smirked, "We'll it would have been faster but I'm just a vampire, I'm no Flash or even Kid Flash." Fiona looked at him curiously, "You wouldn't, get it. It's a

pre-mushroom war thing."

"So what should I do know that Mr. Show off here stole my job."

"Well you could-" Gumball started but Marshal cut him off, putting an arm around Fiona and leading her towards the Bar he had been organizing.

"You could help me clean up the mess you made me make." He said grinning.

She grinned back at him, "Fine, but you're washing the dishes tomorrow."

After Fiona was finished cleaning up the broken glass and liquid that smelled repulsive Fiona got an idea. She grabbed a clean, small towel and spun it. Looking up at Marshal she smirked. He was still organizing the bottles as she kneeled on the floor. She then proceeded to whack him with it.

On the butt.

He spun around, obviously surprised, when he spotted the blonde girl laughing. He grabbed another towel and got her back on the leg.

She gasped and stood up, "How dare you!" She then whacked him on the arm.

"Oh no you didn't!" He whacked her on the side of her stomach.

"This calls for war!" She shouted as the two went back and forth, laughing and hitting each other.

And for a little while they laughed and messed around (and Gumball glared from a distance) with all their worries nonexistent, everything was perfect.

Just a heads up, the next chapter WON'T be the dance but I'm not going to tell you what it will be :) Mwahahaha see you guys later!