"Bonnie's not eating with us today?"

"Nah she texted me that she was busy."

"Oh hey she texted me too!"

"Me too!"

"Me three!"

"I think she texted all of us, you guys…"

"Oh. Right…"

All of them laughed as I picked at my food, not really in the mood for eating. 'I'm joking dude.' It didn't really look like she was joking. Either that or that was just a really bad joke. Flare watched me curiously as I stabbed some mashed-potatoes with my fork. Who wouldn't? Nobody eats mashed-potatoes with a fork.

"Hey Finn!" She smiled.

"Hmm?" I turn my head over to answer.

"Come with me! I need to talk to you real quick!" Before I could question, she jumps out of the bench and yanks my arm, pulling me out of my seat and along with her as she ran to the cafeteria doors. I stumbled as I tried to keep up with her from the sudden act.

Jake, Rain, and Beemo just watched as she dragged me away, ignoring my pleas of help as my arm felt like it was going to rip off. It was probably normal to them.

Beemo turned back around facing Jake and Rain who were seated on the other side. Then he turned to our empty seats and Bonnie's empty seat, finally turning back around to Jake and Rain. "You know… I've always felt weird being the third wheel…"

"Ah! Flare where are we going?! Slow down!" This all seemed really familiar to me. If I just put the heels of my shoes down we would both fall to the floor, so I didn't and just let her drag me wherever we were going, trying to get her to slow down.

Finally stopping after she pushed open the cafeteria doors and ran out. 'She wasn't joking when she said real quick…'

I sigh as she smiles at me. "Well?"

"You know how I planned to bring Marceline to eat with us today right?"

"Yeah that's kind of too bad. She doesn't like crowds."

"Well I couldn't bring her because of my own reasons so…"

'She completely ignored what I just said.'

"…I was wondering if you…"

'Don't say it. Don't say it.'

"…could get her…"

'You're going to say it aren't you?'

"…for me?"

I groaned in defeat. "Why me?"

She pouted. "Because I really want her to come eat with us."

"And what's your reason for not getting her yourself?"

She opened her mouth to reply, but closed it and stared up, tapping her chin. I groaned. She didn't have a real reason.

"You could have just said you didn't have a reason…"

"But I do have a reason!"

"Which is?"

"I have no idea where Marceline would be."

"Neither do I! How am I supposed to know where to go?!"

She put her hands on my shoulders and sternly stared into my eyes. "You'll figure it out." She grinned and began to run back to the cafeteria. "Welp gotta go! Beemo's probably lonely!"

"Wha-wait! Why can't we at least look together?"

She turned around and smiled. "Don't let me down Finn!" And continued running.

"Why does it have to be me?!" I yell after her. But it was too late, she had already entered the double doors. I sigh and scratch my head, looking around for a way to actually find Marceline. Not that I wanted too, but if it's to make one of my friends happy, then I guess I have no choice…

I begin my decent down the hallways with my hands in my pockets, not really in a rush, but wanting it to be over with. I guess I wasn't paying attention while walking because I accidentally ran into someone. They were as stiff as a wall, and when I fell back, they didn't even budge. The person just stood and glared at me.

"Oh sorry sir I just-"I gasped. It was an adult.

"Zip it boy. I don't have time to deal with your antics. I'm looking for the trouble maker playing music out of nowhere and destroying walls and lockers. Also disrupting other classes and riding a motorcycle to school."

I stared at him with a blank expression. "Mar…ce…line…?"

The person looked at me in surprise. "Yes that one. Since you know her, if you find her let me know."

"Ye-Yessir!" I stood up straight as a form of respect.

"Good." He left.

I let go of the breath I didn't know I was holding and continued walking, making sure I didn't run into anybody else. After a while, the hallways began to become less crowded. Mostly because everybody liked to swarm around the cafeteria just in case they needed more food.

'Dang. Where would somebody like her be?' I looked left and right, following whatever route I thought she would take until I began to pass the school courtyard. I didn't think she'd be somewhere so secluded and peaceful so I decided to skip it.

That is… Until I heard light music coming from there. The sound of a bass being lightly strummed and the distant small voice of somebody singing. I couldn't hear what the person was saying, so I curiously walked over, looking for the direction of the voice.

Walking slowly as I began to pass a giant bush, the voice became louder, until a form came into view sitting on a bench made of marble. It was on the side of a small clearing with a water fountain in the middle, making everything more dramatic with its rushing of water.

I silently gasped and ducked back behind the bush, poking my head out slightly. Not enough for her to see me, but enough so I could see what she was doing. Basically I was spying from the other side of the bush with my head in its branches, being concealed by its leaves.

"-Daddy,

Do you even love me? Well, I wish you'd show it, 'Cause I wouldn't know it."

At that moment I was lost in her voice. It was so soft and silky. I felt like I couldn't stop listening to her. But this was wrong. It was like I was stealing what was rightfully hers by listening. It was too beautiful to be heard by anybody else except herself. Nobody is good enough to deserve it. But I couldn't move. I was absorbed in her song and her voice. It was sad yet soothing at the same time.

"What kind of dad eats his daughter's fries,

And doesn't even look her in the eyes? Daddy, there were tears there. If you saw them would you even care?"

She ended the last note by strumming her bass guitar thing. You know. I have no idea what that is from my view right now.

I heard her sigh. "I know you're there Finn."

'How did she… Huh?' I nervously laugh and step out from behind the bush.

But she didn't seem mad. Just mildly annoyed.

"Um." I stuttered. "Hi?"

"Hi. Now why are you spying on me?"

"No no! I wasn't spying! At first. I just wanted to come get you. But you were singing so I didn't want to bother you."

"Come sit" She scooted over and patted the seat next to her, placing her instrument on the ground. I cautiously sat next to her, not wanting to upset her any further than how much I felt I have. We sat in silence, listening to the gentle blowing of the leaves and the birds singing in the trees. "So what did you want me for?"

"Flare wanted you to sit with us at lunch."

"Oh. I see. Did you tell her I don't like crowds?"

"She ignored me."

Marceline laughed and shook her head.

"So… you know how to play an instrument?"

"That's a stupid question."

"Yeah… What instrument is that anyway? It looks so… different." I tilted my head over to look at the guitar-bass looking thing, resting on the floor.

"It's an ax-bass" She smiled as she dusted the side of it with her sleeve.

"An ax-bass…?"

"Yeah look!" She grabbed it and flipping it onto her lap for me to see. My eyes widened with amazement at the sight. It was entirely red with the blades, yes blades, a deeper shade of red. It could possibly be classified as a weapon if it wanted to. I reached out to touch it, but before I could, Marceline slapped my hand and glared at me. "Don't touch it."

I nodded embarrassingly and put my hand back on the side, using my eyes to picture how it would feel.

"See. Pretty sweet isn't it?"

"Yeah! That's flippin cool!"

"I know. I made it myself." She flipped it behind her and placed it behind the bench.

"Wait, wait, wait… You MADE that?!"

"Yeah what about it?"

"You MADE it."

She looked at me as if to continue.

I sigh. "You made an instrument by yourself. More or less, it looks like, and possibly could be used as, an ax."

"Yes. And…?"

"What do you mean 'And'? That's like impossible!"

"Not really. I'm pretty sure you know some people who make stuff too."

"Not as well-crafted and working as that."

She looked at it. "Yeah it is pretty impressive. I admit it. I'm great."

"Well aren't you modest…" I say sarcastically and laugh.

She picks back up her ax-bass and begins strumming it, humming some tune along with it. It sounded so nice and peaceful that it began to make me a little drowsy…

"Yo Finn." Somebody slaps me. "Finn."

I shoot my eyes open, only realizing that I was uncomfortably close to Marceline. In fact, I was LEANING on her. I gasp and scoot back over to my side, feeling a light blush form over my cheeks. 'Did I fall asleep?!'

"Lunch is over." I hear her say.

"How long have I been out?" I said quite loudly, still trying to recover from the 'incident'.

"The whole lunch. Ever since I started playing."

"Was I leaning on you the whole time? I'm sorry!"

"Nah. First you fell asleep and face-planted into the dirt. I left you like that for a while, and then decided to pull you back up. Which you leaned over again and ended up laying on my shoulder. And now you're awake."

"Oh… Well I'm still sorry!"

"Apology accepted. Now go. Don't you have some explaining to do with somebody?"

I stared at her.

"Oh no Flare!" I say out loud. I grab my things and begin running back to the cafeteria. But before Marceline was out of sight I remembered something else. 'If you find her let me know. Trouble maker. Breaking walls and lockers.'

'Who should I tell? Telling that person would be the right thing right? But I feel like that's the wrong choice too. Marceline… Or that person… Marceline…' I begin jogging in place, trying to make up my mind before I left. Finally I decided that Marceline should hear it out first. "Marceline!" I yell to her, still jogging.

She slings her backpack over her shoulder and looks over at me.

"There's this guy looking for you! They know about your music and breaking walls and everything! You better watch out! They sent me to catch you, but… Yeah!"

She scowled at the words of people trying to find her. Then she smiles "Thanks Finn!"

"No problem!" I nervously smile back and continue running. 'Hopefully that was the right choice...'

Naw it would've been cuter if Marceline fell asleep on Finn... Eventually BubbleBum... Eventually...

So! Beemo be third-wheelin with Jake and Lady. If some of you haven't guess yet, Flare has a plan ongoing ever since she first met Marceline. You may go back to that chapter and tell me where if you feel like it lol. So you can thank her once this story's over. A lot of people have plans in this story lol. Finn finally knows where Marceline is at lunch. Also her singing is like an... 'Angel's' AHAHAHAH OMG. Too bad I didn't say that in the story... Oh well, you can pretend that I did. Also the school seems to be after Marceline.

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Drat. Forgot what I was going to say. :| Oh well. Ya'll gotta wait till next chapta then! Dang it seemed important too... As apology I'll give you guys something not as important but pretty important. Notice that the only things Finn has called Marceline so far is "Marceline and Marcelimato"

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Also Micro. Word gives me bad grammar advise.

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Ooh I should do like a Bloopers. Well like a what was supposed to happen but I changed it:

Finn was supposed to be asleep on Marceline's lap instead. And he wasn't supposed to face-plant into the floor, but actually be laying on her the whole time, which Marceline allowed for some reason lol.-Why I changed it?- It didn't seem realistic enough in this story. Even though this story is beyond realistic. It just didn't fit for now.

Tell me if Bloopers are a good idea xD