I was gone for awhile...you guys probably thought I dropped off the face of the planet. I'm sorry, things just haven't been going my way. But I'm back, and I've come to draw an end to this. It might not be the best and I'm not trying to grab pity, but things are hard for me more than they ever have been. And I want to say, thank you readers and reviewers. I love you all, knowing that someone found my writing nice to read is just more than enough for me. Thank you and remember, if you think that you're life means nothing, think again! There's always gonna be someone who actually cares. No matter how alone you feel, there's someone there! I love you all dearly. Thank you, for being all of my hope and happiness in the past, god bless you all!

FIONNA'S P.O.V

It's been nearly two years since Marshall turned me into a vampire. I'm now Vampire Queen, but Marshy and I don't care much for the titles given to us. We're living in his home, the cave. It's almost back to the way things used to be before Gumball died. Just there's something else, I'm pregnant. Marshall knows, everyone knows, but no one plans to bother us, except for Cake, Lord Mono, and their own kids.

"How are you doing, babe?" Marshall asked, kneeling in front of me.

I was laying on the couch, I had been dizzy and nauseous, all was fine now.

"I'm fine, honey." I said sitting up.

I cupped both sides of his face with my hands.

"You're so good to me." I whispered.

Marshall smirked.

"Oh yeah?" He asked.

"Yeah, what happened to my bad little boy?" I teased.

"He grew up a bit, just a little bit, found the most wonderful wife, and now has a little minion on the way." He teased.

He got up and floated next to me on the couch.

"Sad you can't float for the next three months?" Marshall teased some more.

"Nope, but you are not calling our daughter your "minion." I said with a smile.

"Whatever you say, hunbun." He mumbled, leaning into kiss me.

"Whatever I say is best." I whispered into the kiss.

"Perhaps." He retorted, pulling away.

"Perhaps?" I asked.

"How about Melissa?" He asked.

"Huh?"

"Melissa. It's a beautiful name." He said.

I smiled happily. The name was beautiful.

"I know you like that name, Fifi." He teased.

"Perhaps." I retorted.

I got up and went into the kitchen to prepare dinner.

"Melissa." I sighed.

I'm living a dream life, it's all just perfect. Everything is just perfect.

"Finally." I whispered.

THE END