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Once I have all the kinders up on the ceiling and other decorations I'm completely irritated. Marshall never showed up. Gumball walks over to me with a very cautions attitude, which was very wise of him to do.
"Fionna," He says calmly. "Why don't you go home and sleep during the night for once." He says trying to sound nice and caring. I let out a sigh and nod my head, I was super tired. He offers me a hug, which I can't really turn down, because no matter how much I'm mad, he's one of my bestest bro-ham.
"Well, if Marshall turns up here, tell him I'm mad at him." I sigh.
"Will do," he chuckles. "Do you want me to take you home?" He asks.
"Nah," I shake my head. "I can walk."
"Okay, well see you tomorrow, well later today," he says. With that I walk home. Cake was no where in sight so I groan aloud and walk towards my room. I fall onto my bed and cover my eyes with my hands. So many different thoughts were racing through my head to why Cake wasn't home and why Marshall never showed up. I felt a gush of cool wind blow into my room. I uncover my eyes and glance over to the window. Marshall was sitting on the ledge watching me. I turn so my back was facing him.
"What's up fi?" He asks casually. I stay quite starring at the wall. After a couple minutes of silence he lets out a sigh. "What's wrong?" He says. I could see in the mirror him floating closer.
"Go away," I say quietly. He stops and just stares at my back.
"What did I do?" He asks confused.
"You promised you would be at PG's to help set up and you never showed up." I answer.
"I had stuff I had to do." He says lamely.
"And it took you three hours to do something?" I ask rolling my eyes.
"Why are you so grumpy?" He asks falling to the ground so he was standing up touching the ground. I roll over and glare at him.
"I'm not being grumpy." I say lamely. I know I was sounding a little bit grumpy but he did break a promise.
"Yes you are." He says walking closer. I sit up a little too fast making my stomach do a couple flips. I felt sick for a second. No, not a second. I jump up and race to the bathroom pushing past Marshall. I slam the door behind me as the little bit of food I had at PG's comes back up. I'm glad I was wearing my hat because if I wasn't I would have to hold my hair. I held my stomach with one arm as I kept myself steady over the toilet by holding onto the back of the toilet with my other hand. Once I empty my stomach I brush my teeth as good as I can.
"Are you okay?" Marshall calls through the door.
"Yes," I said but it sounded more like "Yesh." I gargle with some cold water and spit that out. I wash my face with my wash clothe I had used before going to PG's to help set up. I walk out light headed and holding my stomach. I take off my hat and let my hair fall down. I drop my hat onto the ground.
"You don't look very good," he says stepping closer to me. I let him touch me and guide me onto my bed. His skin was ice cold against mine, I must be burning up because usually he only felt cool like the night sky. Goose bumps cover my arms.
"I'm still mad at you," I mumble into his chest as I curl up with him on my bed. He chuckles.
"I'm sorry," he says kissing my forehead.
"What were you doing?" I ask looking up at him. His face wipes clean of emotion and looks away from me. He sits up leaning his back against the wall.
"Nothing important." He says. I sit up in front of him.
"Tell me," I say touching his cheek softly. His eyes harden refusing to let me in. "You know, if you are going to be a grouchy old bat you don't have to be here." I say, that snaps him out of that. He leans over and kisses me. For a moment the argument flies to the back of my mind but the second his lips left mine it came flying back to the front.
"You need to be more open with me." I say looking down at his shirt. He was wearing his black shirt with a giant light blue skull with electric blue tears running from its empty eye sockets.
"It's hard for me to be open with people. You know that Fi," he says brushing some of my loose blonde hair out of my face. I look back up at him. His eyes were searching deep into mine.
"I do know," I say softly. "But it doesn't make me hurt less when you distance yourself from me. If you want me to be your queen you need to tell me what is wrong. I want to help you, but I can't if you keep doing this to me." He smiles slightly.
"You are always so determined, even when what you want to know is not a happy or pleasant thought and you know it." He brushes his lips softly against my forehead. He pulls me closer onto his lap. I lean my cheek on his shoulder and rest my forehead on his chin. His skin felt like an icepack against my fevered skin.
"I want to know," I say softly. "I'm strong, I can handle anything that comes at me."
"It's my mother." He says coldly. I slightly look up at him so I could just see his eye. He was staring coldly towards the door.
"What about her?" I ask. I knew his mother just slightly. I'd accidentally brought her into this realm once because I thought it would help Marshall lee get his feelings out. He'd sung that song about her steeling his chips and I thought maybe he'd want to talk things out with her. I was wrong though...
"She's only now finding out what really happened to my 'queen'." He said. I stop breathing for a second. I knew he was a king, but mentally I never must have put one and one together. He had to have been married once before. My throat became dry.
"W-what happened to her?" I stuttered the question. I tried hard to keep the fear out of my voice but it betrayed me. His eyes became dark.
"Are you afraid of me?" He asks looking down at me. I shake my head. "Don't lie Fi I can see it in your eyes." His eyes were the only way to see what he was really feeling, alone and afraid.
"I'm not afraid." I say touching his cheek with my hand.
"I didn't love her." He said honestly. "My mother," he was quiet for a moment before he continues, "She wanted to control me. So she forced me to marry a princess that she could control easily. I pretended to be happy with Ashley, I tried really hard." He looked sad for a moment then he continued. "She wanted to have a child so there could be a heir to the royal throne, and my mother thought once I had a child I had to care for I would be stuck there and never leave her retched realm." The darkness in his features returned. "Ashley kept pestering me about having a child. I didn't want one. I never thought I would want one. She went to far though. She spiked her own blood. I'm not sure how she did it but she did. She had me feed off her; her blood made my body hot and needed to be put out." I could see the anger in his eyes. "In the morning I found out what it was she did to me. I lost all thoughts and I tore her body apart." He looked down at me. I couldn't help but to feel some fear in this man. I loved Marshall Lee, but I don't know how it was that I wasn't down right terrified of him.
"You're afraid of me." He said more like it was a fact than a question. I couldn't trust my voice so I just shake my head.
"Just say it," he stares into my eyes with a demand of the truth.
"I'm not afraid," I say but my voice betrays me and trembles. His eyes fill with regret for even telling me the truth.
"I should have lied," He says. I shake my head.
"No, I wanted the truth so you gave it to me." I said, my voice didn't tremble this time. It sounded like I wasn't afraid at all.
"Tell me what you are really thinking. Tell me what I am." He says.
"You're not evil," I say with utter confidence. "If you were, you wouldn't feel bad now."
"I didn't feel bad for a long time though." He admits.
"I do need to ask why did it take so long for her to find out if this had happened so long ago?" I ask.
"I had told her that Ashley and I had moved to her home kingdom." She said. "She finally caught wind about what really happened from someone. I'm not sure who it was. My best guess was Ice Queen." I nod softly. I lean up and kiss Marshall's lips. They were cold against mine. For a moment he didn't kiss me back but just as I was leaning back down kind of hurt when his lips press against mine. He holds me tightly to his body. He leans back in a split second.
"Even though I'm a monster you still love me?" He asks searching my eyes.
"You're not a monster," I breath heavily.
"I-I killed someone in cold blood." He stammers.
"I did too," I admit looking down ashamed of my own crime. He touches my cheek softly leaning my head back.
"Fionna," he says softly. "My mother is going to be coming after me. I don't want you near when she does come. She will kill you if she thinks you're the one that has my heart." He holds my left hand and brings it up and touch his chest. "And Fi, you do."
"I'm not going to let you face her alone." I say calmly with a smile on my lips. I bring his hand to my lips and I kiss his palm. "Neither one of us are perfect obviously. But I'm not going to let you be by yourself. I've fought hard to get this far. I'm not letting her take you from me either." I felt a tear escape my eye. His lips find my tear and kiss my cheek.
"You are mine," He kisses my neck. My head grows lighter.
"I'm tired," I murmur. He lets out a little laugh but brings his face out of his hiding place and he smiles down at me.
"Let's go to sleep then," He lays me down and cuddles with me. My eyes lids fall quickly and I was snoring with in seconds.
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