Here's your weekend surprise... I honestly have no idea what i just wrote. *HALF ASLEEP* Er anyways read and enjoy...


Fiona.

I got to the Kingdom well past sundown, the cobbled candy streets long deserted. I walked to the Kingdom as quickly as possible, these deserted streets were giving me the creeps. I knocked on the door using the knock code I made up so that the Candy corn guards know it was me. But, instead of the candy corn guards answering the door peppermint maid answered the door.

"Oh! Fiona! My, my, my, haven't seen you in a while!" She breathed. "Where did you run off to this time?"

"Oh you know the usual. Alternate dimension traveling." I added with a smile.

"Well I suppose you aren't here to chit-chat with little old me," PM giggled. "Prince Gumball is in his room." She said winking at me.

I walked up the steps slowly, my earlier anger fizzled out, thinking about what exactly I was going to say. I walked up to Gumball's room the peppermint door decorated with a single large gold crown. I knocked on the door quietly at first then slightly louder my heart thudding louder with each knock. 'Gah,' I thought to myself. 'Since when am I nervous to talk to Gumball?'

I heard sounds of shuffling and then suddenly the door flew open. Standing there silhouetted by the light was Prince Gumball confusion on his face as he first set his eyes on me. He must have been sleep because he wasn't wearing a shirt and was wearing his lightly poofed pajama pants. His cheeks reddened when he saw that I was staring at his stomach.

"Oh! Er- uh- just let me…" He stuttered as he closed the door and made some more shuffling noises from his room. He came back out wearing the rock band t-shirt that Marshall had given him. I could see him inwardly curse as he realized his bad choice of shirt. Knowing the shirt came from Marshall Lee sparked my anger again.

"Fiona! How are you!? You disappeared on me, I was so worried!" He cried enveloping in a hug. I waited until he let go of me then brushed past him into his room, perching myself on his desk knocking some of his stuff onto the floor. He turned around slowly and walked into the room noticing the mess I made on his floor.

"Um…. Is something the matter, Fiona?" He said bending down to pick up his papers.

"Oh, of course not. I was just wondering why you're acting as if I didn't walk in on you and Marshall's make out fest." I said simply. But apparently that was enough since he dropped the papers he was holding and froze.

Picking them up again he said not so convincingly, "I don't know what you're talking about."

"Oh okay let me describe then and maybe it'll jog your memory. He came into your room, you told him that he shouldn't be there and he cut you off with a verrrrry long kiss and then I, stupidly thinking you were being attacked, busted into the room and caught the two of you, both of you shirtless, making out. That jog any memories?" I said still being dangerously calm. He looked at up at me then, eyes shining.

"Please, Please, I'm begging Fiona. Please don't tell anybody. It'll ruin me." He pleaded. I jumped up from the desk, startling him.

"ARE YOU FLIPPIN SERIOUS RIGHT NOW!? HERE I AM THINKING THAT I SHOULD PICK YOU AND YOU'RE MAKING OUT WITH MARSHALL! HOW ABOUT WHAT I FEEL?! YOU ARE SO SELFISH AND SELF CENTERED! IT DOESN'T EVEN MATTER NOW. I HATE YOU BOTH. GUMBALL DO ME A FAVOR AND FORGET MY NAME, NUMBER, AND WHERE I LIVE." I slapped him in the face when I finished and stormed out of the door pushing past Peppermint Maid, who was asking me what the yelling was about. I pushed past the candy doors making sure to slam them closed extra hard. I ran down the candy streets, tears brimming at my eyes, never have I ever felt so used in my life.

Finn.

When Fiona was out of sight, I walked back to Marshall's house and explained where she was going. I sat down on his way too uncomfortable couch again where Jake layed sound asleep. I noticed every body else was pretty much asleep so I decided to take a short nap myself.

Fiona.

I snuck back into Marshall's house trying hard to not sniff or make any sounds to wake anybody. I tip-toed over to Finn and tapped him lightly on his shoulder holding my hand over his mouth to make sure he didn't say anything. His eyes shot open and he panicked slightly until he realized it was only me. I motioned for him to follow and snuck up the stairs to Marshall's room, then to his bedroom closet, Finn looked at me skeptically before entering the closet behind me and sitting down.

"Why did you bring me up here?" He whispered.

"You don't have to whisper," I whispered back. "But I-I…. Wanted to just be with somebody I trust. I don't even know who to trust besides you and Cake, everybody else has just betrayed me and I feel so…" Tears spilled out of my eyes. "Used." Finn used his thumb to brush the tears away and then pulled me into a hug on his lap. We slept like that through the rest of the night.

In the morning, I awoke to the sound of Marshall strumming his axe bass. Shit. Ugh, we overslept! And I found myself trapped once again in his closet when I had no right to be there. I turned my head to see Finn squinting his eyes trying to see behind the blinded closet door. And then to my horror Marshall began to sing.

I'm so confu-u-u-u-used, So confuse-e-e-e-e-d-d-d,

My heart says this way, My gut says that way

It feels like I'm being torn in half

I love her, not him

I don't really kno-o-o-w

But Marceli-i-i-i-ne

We go way back to before we were te-e-e-ens

I love you, not him

Or do I really love anyone at al-l-l-l-l-l-l

Is this old vampire capable-e-e-e

Of love

Because if I wa-a-a-a-s

I still don't know who'd I'd choose

And who'd lose

But in the end I guess it's me-e-e-e

Because I hurt the person I cared for moooooost

And I guess

I'm the loooooseerrr now.

When he started singing about me I felt Finn tense. I smiled back in support, but it seems he may have taken it the wrong way because he removed me from his lap and stood up looking as if he might actually kill Marshall, if it were possible. As
Finn moved to open the closet door I screamed out and grabbed his ankle making him fall face forward on top of me. I heard the closet door open as soon as Finn made sense of what just happened staring blankly into my face.

"WHAT THE HELL?" I heard Marshall yell. He looked from me to Finn and then back and furrowed his eyebrows.

"Are you guys… having… sex… in my closet!?"


You have to admit. The end was funny. At least for me. I laughed. I think. OHH ANDDDDDD GUESS WHAT MAH PEEPS. 1. i am now addicted to saying "TROLOLOL" dont ask why. and 2. I HAVE BEGAN A...*drumroll* MARCELINE X MARSHALL LEE FANFIC *crowd roars* I'm gonna post chapter 1 when i figure out what the name shall be and will probably be in about 5 mins and then off to sleep i am! -ITS CALLED "REMEMBER THE TIME" LOOK IT UP! I PROMISE NEXT CHAPTER WILL BE BETTER AND LONGER... MAYBE! On long weekends such as the one I'm having now i enjoy sitting on my bed on skype with my buddy watching Smooth Criminal or Wasteland until 3 am in the morning. (Those are sims 2 series if you didnt know. If you're bored and Remember kids having TROLOLOL with your breakfast promotes a healthy diet. :D OH YEAH and that songgg... i made it up. Dont look for it.. Cause i made it up. GOODNIGHT!