Cheyenne Prybylinski
Fan Fiction: Adventure Time with Fionna and Cake 10
Here is chapter 10! Gosh, I am so sorry it took so long. I swear I update as fast as a turtle without legs. I had a little bit of writers block, although I have no idea why O.o Anyways, hope you like this chapter, and plz review. Read on…
Chapter 10
Fionna and Marshall Lee walked through the doors of the Candy Kingdom castle. There was hardly anyone in the main hall, and only a few candy people were doing anything. Mostly it was the servants that tended to the castle that were hard at work keeping the castle clean and polished.
But even they were slow, and usually they had a sad frown on their usual upbeat faces. Fionna shivered. The whole castle was mourning the loss of their Prince. She started to walk over to one of the candy people washing the floors a few feet away.
The candy servant, which was a piece of butter scotch, looked up as she approached, a broken frown on his face and lines under his eyes. Fionna felt like she was going to start crying all over again.
"Hello, do you know were Prince Gumball's… body is." The butterscotch nodded his head and pointed a finger down one of the large halls. "He's in room A12. But I don't think they're taking visitors at the moment."
Fionna nodded, "Thank you." The candy just looked back to his duties, scrubbing the floor in long slow strokes. She walked back to Marshall who had been waiting patiently to the side.
"What did he say?" He asked gently. Fionna swallowed, and repeated what the butterscotch had said. She rushed at Marshall, hugging him tightly around his waist. "I'm scared Marshall. What if they don't let us in?"
Marshall stroked her hair, "You're Fionna the Adventuress, and they know that Gumball would have wanted you to see him. Besides," he smiled, "We won't take no for an answer." She nodded and looked up at him, a small tear sliding down her face.
"Oh Fi…," Marshall Lee whispered wiping it away. She shook her head, and grabbing his hand in hers, she led the way down the hall. Marshall stayed close to her, making sure to keep an eye out for any other tears threating to overflow her face. But so far she was holding up pretty well.
They arrived at room A12 a few moments later. Fionna stepped forward and raised her hand to knock, but she didn't. Marshall Lee pulled her away from it and knocked for her. He looked behind at her. Fionna's eyes were large and scared looking.
Marshall squeezed her hand, and she stepped closer to him. She looked up at him and took a deep breath, letting it out in a small rush. Marshall nodded, and turned back to the door as someone on the other side opened it.
Peppermint Maid peeked through the crack in the door. "Who is it?" she asked. "Marshall Lee and Fionna. We're here to… to pay our respects." Marshall said. The maid looked at the two, and then opened the door all the way.
But instead of inviting them in, she came out into the hall and shut the door behind her. Marshall shared a look with Fionna. Peppermint Maid looked both ways down the hall before motioning for the pair to lean down.
When they were both mere inches away from her, she whispered, "I have something to tell you. But we can't talk here. Come with me." She then quickly began walking down the hall further into the castle.
Marshall raised an eyebrow as did Fionna. What in the world was more important that seeing Gumball could wait? But despite their doubts, he and Fionna walked after the candy maid. They reached a door that was very plain looking.
It had a lock on it, and Peppermint Maid pulled out a key, unlocking the door. She ushered the human and vampire inside while still scanning the hallway. When they were both through the doorway, she closed the door and locked it once again, shoving the key back into her pocket.
Fionna and Marshall were surprised to see a stair well leading up. Peppermint Maid hurriedly started climbing the stairs. Fionna was about to follow her, but Marshall came from behind and picked her up, flipping her onto his back.
"What th-." She started surprised, wrapping her arms around his neck. Marshall just shrugged his shoulders, "It looks like we'll be climbing for a while. Just thought I'd give you a ride." Fionna smiled and kissed his cheek, "Thanks Marsh."
He smiled, raising an eyebrow, "Is that my new pet name?" Fionna nodded, "I guess. Unless you want to be called marshmallow…" "Marsh it is!" he said enthusiastically. He started to float up the stairs after Peppermint Maid.
She was walking pretty fast for such a short piece of candy. "The reason I have asked you to come here is because of Gumball." Marshall Lee looked across to her, an unsure face wearing on his features.
Fionna perked up and stared at the candy. She seemed to be preparing herself. "What I have to show you and tell you shall not be spoke of beyond the walls of the room we are going to. Understood?"
Fionna instantly nodded, but Marshall suspiciously glared at Peppermint Maid. "What is it that you want to show us?" Peppermint Maid shook her head as they came to a door. "Something that I can't show you until you swear to keep it secret."
Marshall Lee didn't trust anything he didn't know about. He sure as heck didn't like Peppermint Maid. Technically, although not really known to many, she was who you would call the Dark One. A demon master who's closest friend was Death.
It wasn't that Marshall didn't like Death; he was a mega awesome cool guy. But he didn't trust demon masters. They were shifty, sneaky, and secretive. But for some odd reason Prince Gumball trusted the little she devil.
Marshall shook his head, face palming. "Alright, you have my word." Peppermint Maid nodded, "Good. Fionna, Marshall Lee, prepare yourselves." She turned and looked at the lock on the door.
Without pulling out any keys, she kept staring at it until her eyes began glowing black. They all heard the dull thud of the tumblers deactivating the lock. Fionna watched on in awe, but Marshall felt uncomfortable. What was so important that Peppermint Maid had decided it was necessary to lock the door with demon magic?
She pushed the door and it swung inward. She went right on inside without motioning for the two to follow. Fionna, who Marshall had put down, started to walk forward, but Marshall grabbed her by the arm. "Should we really be doing this? Can we trust her?" He asked.
Fionna saw the worry and distrust in his eyes. "Marshall, this is Peppermint Maid we're talking about. She wouldn't hurt us. And she wants to tell us something about Gumball. Come on."
She pulled him forward and he reluctantly came. The room they entered was very nicely decorated. It had deep pink walls, with pink chairs and tables. There were shelves on all walls except one, and they were filled to the breaking point with books.
Actually, it was past breaking point. There were books everywhere, on the floor, in the chairs, on the tables. There were little pathways between them for only one person to fit through, and many books were opened to a specific page.
Pieces of paper with scribbles and numbers neither Fionna nor Marshall could read were stashed between the pages and often on books. Marshall picked up one of the said papers to see what he could make out of the writing.
The page was full of notes and scribbles, but the only thing Marshall could make out were the words HOLAOGUE and ABDERIAN. Marshall showed the unusual writing to Fionna, who intern asked Peppermint Maid what they were.
She shrugged her shoulders, offering nothing of use. "This is Gumball's private study. Everything he has been researching is in this room. It was the only place he could come to be completely alone with his thoughts."
She walked over to one side of the room, and started moving books out of the way. "I swear, he never did like to be organized with his studies. Even though he is a man of perfection and tidiness, he always preferred the ordered chaos over complete organization."
Fionna nodded her head, and Marshall shrugged his shoulders, having to agree with what the maid said. As she started moving more and more books, a door came into view that had been hid.
Marshall floated over and started helping. Eventually the pathway to the door was cleared. Peppermint Maid wiped her brow. "So sorry, but the books always put themselves back into their spot after we leave the room."
Fionna looked at the huge stash of books. "You mean these things move?! Are they magic?" Peppermint Maid nodded, "Magic indeed. Gumball had them collected for his special study. They help him find things, as they can communicate with people. "
"They don't like being put in the wrong place, so as soon as whoever entered the room is gone, they put themselves up into the very same mess you walked into." She smiled, "I found out the hard way when I tried to clean this place."
Fionna laughed and walked over to one of the books. "Heellloooo, anyone there?" The book snapped shut, and a terrified Fionna jumped back. "I don't think it likes me," she said frowning. But Peppermint Maid just waved her hand, "They don't really like anyone except Gumball."
Marshall looked around the room. He had to admit, Gumball had a pretty cool library. But why had the maid brought him and Fionna there? His curiosity was getting the better of him.
"Ok Peppermint Maid, why'd you bring us here? What does this have anything to do with Gumball and his… passing." Marshall felt weird talking about Gumball dead. It just wasn't right. He shook his head and awaited her answer.
"Why, Marshall. I would have thought you had guessed it by now." She smiled a smile that screamed 'I know something you don't know'. Marshall thought real hard, but couldn't come up with anything.
Fionna was regarding between the two looking as confused as ever. Eventually, Marshall grumbled, "I have no idea what you're talking about. Please, just tell us. I'm tired of all the secrets."
Peppermint Maid nodded her head, "I understand. The reason I have brought you here is because I wanted you two to be the ones who knew besides me and a select few others. Gumball would have wanted that."
She moved to the door and opened it slowly. "The secret I wanted to tell you…" Both Marshall and Fionna's eyes widened as they saw what was in the room.
"…is that Prince B. Gumball is alive."
Fionna covered her mouth with her hands. Peppermint Maid had just opened the door to a small bedroom. And in that small bedroom was a bed. And in that bed lay Prince Gumball. A pale sickly looking Gumball, but Gumball none the less.
Fionna rushed forward as did Marshall. Peppermint Maid side stepped out of their way. Fionna was the first to reach the bed. She was about to hug him when she saw the tubes. There were I.V's in his wrists, and bandages on his arms.
She reached out and felt them, wondering what lay under them. But Marshall was already piecing it together. So, he cut himself. Gumball, why'd you do it? You knew it would hurt everyone, including Fionna.
Fionna felt tears coming to her eyes. Marshall saw and felt his heart clench. He hated seeing her cry. It was on top off his never-make-her-do list. He stepped closer and wrapped his arms around her.
She shook with sobs as they both looked down on their friend. Peppermint Maid came and held up a tissue which Fionna took with a thank you. "Is he ok?" Marshall asked.
Peppermint Maid nodded, "For the most part. His arms are all torn up and he needs time to heal and get better, but he's breathing and eating and doing quite well. He's actually making good progress."
Marshall nodded, and cast a glance at the maid. "So, how is he still alive? Was he even dead in the first place?" The maid nodded her head, "Oh, he was dead alright. I just went to the Fiftieth Death World to get his soul back."
"Ahhhhhh," Marshall said, it all making perfect sense. But then he remembered one very important detail. "What did he give up to come back? I know that Death didn't just give him back to the living for nothing."
Peppermint Maid nodded, "Yes. Alas, he gave away a part of himself that I believe he shouldn't have. He gave away his heart. He will no long fall in love again. He also gave away his love for you Fionna."
Fionna, who had been watching Gumball, now looked up. "He what?" Marshall explained that to get a soul back from the death world, you had to give Death something. In this case, Gumball had given his love for Fionna and anyone else up to come back and rule the Candy Kingdom.
Fionna shook her head. "Does that mean, he won't love me anymore? Like, not even as friends?" Marshall shrugged his shoulders, and looked down at Peppermint Maid. She looked at the young heroin, "I am indeed sorry, but it was what he specifically asked for."
Fionna nodded her head. She was still crying, but less and less. "And does that mean that he won't be able to take care of the candy people with love?"
The maid shook her head, "Again, what was specifically asked to be taken away from him was his love for you and any others who try to pursue him. His love for his kingdom on the other hand stays intact."
Again, a solemn nod from Fionna. She looked down at the ground, letting whatever was left of her tears fall to the carpeted floor. Marshall laid a hand on her shoulder, "I'm sorry Fi." She looked at him and gave a small smile. "It's ok. As long as he's alive..."
Marshall nodded and gently kissed her on the forehead. She snuggled closer to him, letting out a sigh. It was silent for a while until Fionna asked, "How did he die?" Peppermint Maid stiffened slightly, but didn't hesitate. "He committed suicide."
Fionna closed her eyes, "Why would he do that to himself? How could he just kill himself and not feel guilty of leaving a whole kingdom behind, huh? How could he leave me and Marshall behind… how could he be happy with all that?"
Marshall shifted silently, "Well Fi, sometimes life just gets too real for some people. They can't take the pressure of being the person in charge, and they just find an easy way to escape it without having to come back to be punished."
"Sometimes someone can't take having their heart broken…" Fionna whispered. Marshall held her close and nodded. "Yeah, sometimes that too." Everyone looked to the sleeping Gumball as he shifted in his sleep.
Peppermint Maid walked up and started to mess with one of the I.V drips. "What's that?" Marshall asked now paying more attention to it. Peppermint Maid continued to modify it, "It's a special candy drug that helps candy people stay asleep. When you're asleep, you heal faster, and since we're trying to heal his arms as fast as we can, this seemed like the best way."
Peppermint Maid finally stopped, and turned to the duo, "Also, I need to tell you why you must keep this a secret." She walked towards the door, motioning for them to follow. They had left the door open so that the books wouldn't rearrange themselves and block the exit.
Marshall, hand in hand with Fionna, walked out into the library. The little candy maid stopped and pointed at some chairs. "You can sit if you like." They nodded and after getting the piles of books out of them, Marshall and Fionna sat down facing Peppermint Maid, who was on a small stool.
Marshall sat forward, "Ok, we now know that Gumball is alive. Please explain why you are keeping it a secret from the rest of the kingdom. Haven't you seen all those little guys out there? They look like zombies they're so sad!"
Peppermint Maid nodded, but waved a finger, "Now who of all the candy citizens said anything about the Prince being dead?"
"The Banana Guards, that's who!" Fionna answered. Peppermint Maid shrugged, "Oh, well they are with the small group that knows that Gumball actually died."
"But no one should know about the Princes passing. I made sure it was covered up, to protect this kingdom and its people. If everyone knew that the Prince had died, then it would have been candymonium!"
Fionna raised an eyebrow, "So, what did you tell the candy people?"
"I sent out letters to every home saying that the Prince was very ill, and that he was being taken care of in a secret facility. All of this is true, but I just left out the dying part." Peppermint Maid shrugged her shoulders. Marshall knew it had been the right decision, even though he didn't like being lied to.
If everyone in the kingdom had been alerted to the Princes death, then there would have been fighting about who would get the crown next, and he was almost sure it would have gone to the Lemon Grab brothers.
He shivered at the thought. Those brothers were messed up in the brain; it would have been terrible to have them as rulers. But Marshall wasn't quite sure the maid should have said anything about the matter.
"Well, what good does it do them if you tell them that he's very sick? Why did you say anything in the first place? If the Prince was healing fast, then he could have been up and about without anyone noticing his absence. Or, you could have told everyone he had gone on a royal trip or something."
Marshall sat back and crossed his arms, glaring at the maid, waiting for an answer. She just looked at him surprised. "What would it matter to you how I handle this kingdom? Gumball left me in charge, and besides, he isn't healing so fast that he will be better in a matter of days. It'll take at least two weeks."
Marshall shrugged as Fionna looked at him, concern plain on her face. "I'm sorry, it's just… I came here thinking that I was going to see my dead friend's body. And now I'm being told that he's alive, and my emotions are just…"
He sighed, "Just up and down and all around I guess." The maid nodded her head as if understanding, but Marshall hoped she really didn't. He felt weird when other people understood him, especially when he wasn't used to it.
Fionna laid a hand on his back, and he glanced over at her. "You're not the only one Marshall." He nodded and turned back to Peppermint Maid, "So, what now?"
There was a slight moan from the other room. All three turned and looked into the small bedroom. Gumball was propped up on his elbows, staring at them with half closed eyes. He was frowning, and looked confused.
Instantly Peppermint Maid jumped off the stool and quickly made her way into the room, "Ah, Prince Gumball your Highness. Your friends are here to see you." Prince Gumball blinked a few times before asking, "Where am I?"
"In your secret private chamber. My lord, do you remember anything?" The confused Prince shook his head and said, "All I remember is a lot of blood. And then… I can't remember after that."
He tried to sit up more, and before the candy maid could stop him, he pushed up on his bandaged arms. As soon as he put some pressure on his arms he cried out. Falling back into the bed, he ground his teeth while clutching the bed sheets.
"What… happened to my arms." He finally said through clenched teeth. Peppermint Maid looked at him surprised, "Young Lord, you must remember that at least." Prince Gumball breathed heavily, and glanced wildly around the room.
"Make the pain… go away!" he said forcefully. The maid ran to one of the I.V's and began pumping morphine into the Prince. He started to relax almost as soon as the medication was in his arm. His breathing slowed and he closed his eyes.
Fionna and Marshall had been watching at a distance, and Gumball hadn't noticed them yet. Fionna was looking wide eyed at Gumball, her hand tightly around Marshall Lee's. He was a wreck, and in pain. Fionna had thought that the sleep serum would have kept him just that, asleep.
Marshall was thinking the same thing. "Peppermint Maid, I thought the sleep medicine would keep him in a trance. Why is he waking up all of a sudden?" The candy maid once again checked the bags. "It's because he's out of KOX7. He must have run out when we were talking."
"Peppermint Maid, who are you talking to?" Gumball asked sounding sleepy. "Marshall Lee, sir." The Prince was silent for a while and then he asked, "Is Fionna here too?" The maid nodded, and then realizing he still had his eye closed, she added, "As I said before, they are here to see you."
Prince Gumball let out a breath no one knew he was holding. "Have them come where I can see them." Peppermint Maid curtsied then waved her hand for the duo to come to the bedside. Fionna shivered. She had no idea what to expect from the Prince, especially since he was on a drug that made him not act like his regular self.
She gulped and looked up at Marshall who was putting on a brave face for her. On the inside he was nervous. What would Gumball say to them after dying and coming back? Marshall remembered how the Prince went out, and received no comfort from the thought.
Right here, right now, you have to be there for Fionna. You have to be her rock, you need to be ready for anything. He nodded, and Fionna taking this as a signal started walking forward with Marshall Lee. They both tried to prepare themselves for the Princes full awakening.
Just saying in my defense that I wrote half of this at 2 in da morning. Sooooo, sorry if it was rushed, makes no sense, or has any grammar mistakes. Please review because I like hearing about what you think HOLAOGUE and ABDERIAN are actual words by the way, and again sorry for the long wait. I seriously thought it wouldn't take this long. I will try and hurry with chapter 11 (Can't believe I'm on chapter 11 already), but I might get writers block again… hope I don't though. REVIEW, REVIEW, REVIEW! And hoped you liked this chapter.
Cheyenne iz out, PEACE!
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