Yo Yo Diggity dogs! Well I worked all week on this and let me say... 10 thousand words in total! New Record! Holla! Lol! XD Well I hope you guys like this one and enjoy your loonng read! Oh, and thank you all for the great reviews. Ya'll rock my socks off! Oh gosh... I really need to get some sleep. Btw, I changed Marceline's first period to English, so yeah.
I don't own Adventure Time, but enjoy! :)
Chapter 11: Confrontation, Grief, a Fight and a Pair of Lovely Eyes
"Hey Marce~ look! There's a car coming this way!" said the demon taunting the teen with a smirk. Marceline looked onto the road and gave herself a large smile. She began walking onto the road and waited for the right moment. She suddenly dove in front of the car.
With the car only a few feet away from her, Marceline closed her eyes and gave herself a small smile. She smiled at the memories passing through her mind as she waited for her end. She felt weak, ready to drop down and forever go into an eternal sleep.
'Mom, Marshall, Marissa… I'm coming, please, just wait for me...' She feels the car speeding closer, the wind hitting her face. She spreads her arms apart, as if welcoming the collision. She lets out a tear down her face. 'Finally… I can feel... I feel that this will be it...' She smiles as she hears the vehicle approaching her. She feels the headlights bright lights against her body.
"Saigo ni…" she said as what appeared to be her last comment before meeting her demise. (Meaning 'finally' in Japanese).
She could feel it; it was now just an inch away. She gave herself one last bitter smile, then suddenly 'SCREECH!'
'Huh?' Marceline opened her eyes to see that the car was just a few centimeters away from her body. She slowly drops her arms to the side as she gave a saddened, pained expression. She then changed her expression to rage and anger. She threw her fists on the car hood and started banging repeatedly, making small dents with the little strength she had.
"WHY!? WHY! WHY!?" she yelled at the top of her lungs while continuing her banging. "WHY!?," she said as she cried furiously, letting her tears stream down her face, "WHY DID YOU STOP!?" She looked towards the driver's side of the windshield, but could only see darkness due to the bright light covering her vision from the rest of the world. She stopped her hitting after she felt that her hands were numb. She looked down at them at saw that they were covered in blood, but not the men's blood that she attacked just a few moments ago, but her own. She fell down onto her knees slowly, crippling to the floor beneath her. As she was slowly going down to the floor, the car doors open roughly.
'My blood… heh heh, my blood… I knew I wasn't a monster...' she thought to herself as she smiled and began to shut her eyes slowly. She felt something or someone picking up her head. She peered her eyes a bit to see who was touching her.
She looks up to see a girl. She could see that she had a worried expression as she was looking at the other, to what appeared to be a male. They both looked so familiar, but she couldn't make out who they were since her vision was getting blurry. She could faintly hear what they were saying.
"F-... go call… ambulance!" said the girl, looking as if she was going to cry.
"I'm… on it… P-" said the male as he quickly ran back to the car. She couldn't hear them anymore. She relaxed herself back to the girl that was supporting her head with her lap. The girl held Marceline's hands together, gently pressing on them.
'Huh… She's so soft… and warm… this is so calming… She smells good… My hands, they feel a bit better. She's really warm. My hands feel warm. Am I finally going to...' She passed out as the people next to her were frantically trying to call for help. But all she could remember before passing out was the color pink and a couple of distressed words "Please, don't die Marceline."
Marceline opens up her eyes and looks around to see where she was at. She looks down and sees that she was in chains and sitting down next to large pieces of rubble.
"Huh? What's going on? Where am I?" she said as she raised her wrists to her face. 'Chains?'
"You're in your self- conscious, your mind." said a voice from within the darkness that was surrounding her. Marceline looked around, desperately trying to search for the person that spoke to her.
"Where are you! Show yourself!" Marceline screamed but trembled as she called out for the mysterious person talking. 'This voice, it's familiar, but it couldn't be…' She looked around even more until her eyes locked onto the figure that was now slowly approaching her. Her eyes widened, her pupils dilated as the figure was now a few feet away from her. It was the demon.
"Wha- what do you want!" Marceline yelled, trying to sound brave but failed after she scooted away farther from the demon's presence.
"Relax, I just came to ask you of something," it said in a calm tone, rather than its usual mocking, creepy one. "I guess you can call it a proposal," it said as it flashed its teeth to try and intimidate the teen.
"What do you want…?" Marceline said as she narrowed her eyes at it with anger and fear.
"I want you to fuse with me," the demon said with a serious demeanor.
"Fuse? What do you mean fuse?" Marceline said as she began to tremble.
The demon started walking closer to Marceline, which made her flinch. "What else does it mean? I said fuse with me. As in become one, to be the greatest ruler in the history of the underworld."
'Ruler? Underworld?' Marceline thought in a confused expression. "Why do you want to fuse?" Marceline asked.
"There's something big that's going to happen," Marceline looked at the demon with full attention. "And if we don't fuse, you're going to die. And if you die, I die," the demon said as she stopped right in front of the chained girl. "So what do you say sport, let's fuse to be the most strongest creature that will walk among the earth and the underworld!"
Marceline looked down, not showing what sort of expression her eyes were reflecting. "I refuse…" she said quietly.
"What was that Marceline? Sorry I think I heard you wrong," the demon responded, sounding a bit angry. Marceline looked up at faced it with a glare that showed hatred behind it.
"I said I refuse!" she said as the ground beneath her trembled and the whole room echoed with her yell. She began to get up.
"That's funny," it said with a crooked smile. "You're going to have to join me or not, I promise you that. Especially with the events coming up in a few months," it said as it gave a small evil laugh towards the end of its sentence. "I'll make you either way, Marce~ you know… since we are…" the demon sprung up in front Marceline's face, "the same person." Marceline lashed at it but the demon dodged it.
"You may look like me… but we are not the same!" Marceline yelled at the demon. "Hell will rise loose before we even fuse!" she yelled as she felt something sharp hit her tongue. She winced a bit.
"Heh, would you look at that," the demon said as it approached Marceline with a smug like facial expression. Marceline's eyes followed its steps until it disappeared right before her eyes. "Looks like we are related by chance," it said as it was now right next to Marceline's side. "Here, take a look for yourself~." The demon raised a mirror to Marceline's face. Marceline looked at her reflection and widened her eyes.
"Ho-how… why? What?" she said as she slowly started backing up to the wall. She saw her reflection, but her facial details were different. She had sharp canine teeth, the roots of her hair were white, there were little smudges of red below her eyes, and her eyes, they were red.
'Those eyes… the eyes… they were mine... all this… time…?' She said as her face still showed shocked disbelief. "That's right. Now do you believe me Marce~ So… let me ask you once again, let's fuse," it said as it pulled off a sinister cat- like face.
Marceline couldn't believe what she was hearing, she was a monster… no… she was the monster all along. Her eyes widened even further. She was terrified. She was angry. She was clueless at the situation happening right before her.
'Demon telling me to fuse, family getting murdered, not being able to die… this is a dream right? This is a fucking dream right!?' "Oh I can assure you that this is not a dream," it said as it poked Marceline's forehead with its sharpened claw. "I'll show you," the demon said with a happy, creepy smile.
Marceline could feel the ground around her begin to tremble and move. The walls aside of her were going into a fast- motion like pace. She opened her eyes and looked around at the changed scenario.
There was green grass everywhere with flowers all around. There were flat patches of stone spread around her. She saw a small group of people out in the distance. There were three boxes in the middle of the small crowd. Marceline began to walk forward to see what was going on.
Upon inspection of the stones around her as she moved closer to the group of people, she sees names and dates on them. 'No… please don't let this be...' Her fears were true. As she stood next to the strangers, she saw that they all had saddened looks on their faces. Some were even crying. 'Oh… please don't let this be, please no...' She went closer to the boxes and saw who were in there. It was her mother and her beloved little brother and sister.
She broke down onto her knees and began crying as she held onto the edge of her mother's casket. She wept with all her force, not caring who saw her. However, no one was even aware that the teen was even there. She got back up and saw her mother's face. It was drained of all color and looked like as if it was ghost. Marceline still wept strongly as she cupped her mother's face with one hand.
"Mo- mom… I'm so sorry… I'm so sorry… I'm so s-sorry…" she kept repeating through sobs, hoping her mother would respond. But she laid there in the casket, looking as if she was merely sleeping. "Mom… please, please just wake up! Please tell me that you're just playing around! Please!" she said as she wept harder. But no response. She ducked her head and clenched her teeth as she tried to force herself to stop crying, but she couldn't. She went over to the twin's casket.
"Marshall… Marissa…" she said as she cupped their small, peaceful looking faces with her hands. "Come on guys… lets go watch cartoons… so you have to wake up know…" she said as she tried to smile as she sobbed. "Please… please… please…" she said as her voice was squeaking, "Please… just wake up…" Her eyes began to water again as she let out another sob. Suddenly, the caskets began to close and go down under the dirt.
"Marshall! Marissa! Wha-" she looks back at her mother's casket as it began to do the same. "MOM!" She dove towards her casket, trying to make it from going under the ground. But she was too late; the casket disappeared, leaving her on the ground with nothing but the green grass. She pounded the ground with her fists.
"NO! SHIT! PLEASE COME BACK! FUCK! DON'T LEAVE ME BEHIND DAMNIT!" she said as she cried furiously. Suddenly she was being dragged back by her feet. "Wait, what's happening!? WAIT I WANT TO SAY GOODBYE! NOT YET!" she yelled as the scene changed back to darkness and rubble.
"Shit… I- I didn't even get to say goodbye… I wasn't even at their funeral…" she said on the ground trembling as she clenched her fists and teeth.
"Now you know that this isn't a dream Marceline," the demon said in a serious voice. "Listen. I just want to help you, I want to give you the strength that you'll need for. So, just fus-"
"NO! I will never FUSE WITH YOU!" Marceline screamed as her pupils were beginning to shape into an obscure form. "Leave ME ALONE! YOU ARE NO LONGER GOING TO APPEAR! LEAVE ME ALONE! IT'S YOUR FAULT THIS ALL HAPPENED!" Marceline roared.
The demon's once calmed face turned angry, but cooled down again into a smug look. It gave a small chuckle. "Ah, oh Marceline. I see that you are mad out of your head, so I'll be going now. Oh. And I'll be sure that one day we'll fuse together and be one," the demon said as it walked away and waved, still facing forward. "You probably must be dying to figure out who killed your pathetic little family," the demon snickered. Marceline raised her head quickly.
"Wait! What do you mean who! Come back!" she yelled with a desperate tone. But the demon kept walking away, still holding up the small wave of the hand.
"Oh, don't worry. I'll be sure to come back one day and force you into combing ourselves. But for now, Jā matane~" ('see you later') the demon her said as she disappeared into thin air.
"No! Tell me dammit! Wh- who killed them?!" Marceline said as she broke down again on her knees and began to cry again. "Fuck… naze… naze…" Marceline said as she heard a small voice echo throughout the darkness. ('naze' means 'why' in Japanese).
"Mar...line" 'Huh?'
"Ma..ce..e"
"Marceline!" Marceline's eyes shot open as she looked at the ceiling above her. It was white and bright. 'Did I truly die?'
"For god's sake! Let me see my niece!" the voice yelled. Marceline looked down and saw two nurses trying to calm someone down. It was her uncle Simon, and he looked pretty angry.
"Why can't I see my own niece?!" Simon yelled at the doctor's face.
"Sir, you're going to have to calm down, your niece has to rest. She is very weak right now, and is very exhausted, so I will have to advise you to keep your voice down," the doctor said.
'I'm in a hospital? What happened?' She thought as she rubbed her head. She looked at her arm and saw that it was covered in bruises.
"Okay, I'll keep my voice low, so can I please just see her?" Simon said tiredly.
"I'm afraid not. We can't have any chances of her state becoming wor-"
"It's alright… I'm fine," Marceline said as she tried to get up, but fell back into the headrest hard.
"Marceline!" Simon said with tears in his eyes. "I'm so glad you-"
"Miss, I'm going to have to ask you to stay down," the doctor said as he rushed past Simon's path over to the raven-haired teen. "You are in a very critical condition, and you have to rest."
Marceline glared at the doctor. "I'm fine doctor. Now if you'll excuse me, my uncle and I would like to talk."
"I'm afraid not! And I will not ask you again to la-"
"I SAID, my uncle and I need to talk," she said as she shot him an angered look.
The doctor stood silent for a second, drawn in by Marceline's eyes, then spoke. "Yes, of course your majesty, sorry for disobeying you," the doctor said robotically as he gave a small bow, "Nurses, come along now." He said as he pushed the nurses out the door with him. Marceline snapped out of her angered state. 'Did I just?'
"Marceline…" Simon said in the distance. As he slowly walked towards Marceline, he began crying a bit. He suddenly closed the gap between them and hugged her tightly. "Marceline I'm so glad you're okay!" he said as he was now fully crying.
"Yeah… sorry about that Simon… but… can you please let go… you're kinda killing me…" Simon quickly let go of her.
"Sorry about that Marce…" he said as he wiped the tears away from his eyes. "I'm just so glad that you opened your eyes."
"Hey, how long have I been here?" Marceline asked with concern in her voice.
"You arrived here yesterday from what I heard. I came last night when I received a call saying that you were hurt. I tried to reach you but you were in the operating room getting a bit of surgery. Anyway's… what happened to you Marce?" he asked a she face began to look worried. "The doctor said that you were covered in blood, and some of your ribs were broken, including your hands and one of your legs. But now that I look at you, you look like nothing inside of you is broken, well except for your leg and hands."
'Nothing inside of me is broken…?'
"No, I'm still feeling a bit weak, I can't feel my hands, my leg hurts, and my gut still feels sore," she said lying.
"Oh, okay. But can you tell me what happened?" Simon said hoping to get some sort of information out of Marceline.
"Uh," she said rubbing her head, "I don't really remember Simon, sorry," she said lying again. She just couldn't tell her uncle that she was a demon and killed people. "If I remember, I'll tell you, okay?"
Simon nodded his head and gave her a small smile. "I'm just glad that you're fine." He hugged her again.
"By the way, did you happen to see who brought me here?" Marceline asked her uncle.
"No, but the doctor said it was a duo of teenagers, one with a strange looking hat, and the other one with pink hair. I don't know," Simon said.
'Strange hat? Pink hair? But I do remember a girl who felt really soft and being touched by her felt really nice… I wonder who they were.'
"Anyways. What time is it Simon?"
"It's three o'clock. Why?" Simon questioned.
"Woah, three? Really?" she said facing her uncle.
"Yeah, I waited forever just to come through these doors and see you after you were dispatched from the operating room. But the doctor refused to let me in, that is until you woke up and demanded that you speak with me," he said in a small chuckle, "I was really worried about you Marce, I received a call last night saying that you were hurt. I was really scared Marce…" he said as tears arose again.
"Look Simon," she said putting one hand on his shoulder, "I'm fine, I promise. Please, don't cry. I hate it when you cry," she said giving him a smile before it turned to a smirk. "Now let's get the hell out of here before the doctor comes back."
"Sorry Marce, but I'm not going to let the chances of your health becoming worse, so you'll just have to stay here for a while," he said as he got up from the bed. "Now, I'll be back to check up on you later. I have some errands to run. In the meantime, rest."
"What! But I'm fi-"
"No buts young lady. I will not put my one and only niece in jeopardy," he said as he began to walk out the door. "I'll come back later okay Marce?" he said as he gave her one last smile before he slid the door shut.
Marceline puffed her cheeks out in annoyance. "You know I'm not your only niece…"
She laid down on her bed again and felt her eyes become heavy. Her whole body was sore, and it began to hurt as she moved. Why hadn't her wounds and bruises heal by now like all the other times? As she was about to doze off again, she heard a knock on the door.
"Come in," Marceline said.
As the door slid open, she saw a familiar face. "Marce! You're okay!" It was her goofy, hyper classmate Finn.
"Uh, hi Finn. What are you doing here?" asked the confused teen.
"What do you mean, 'what are you doing here'? I practically brought you here!" he said in a toothy smile.
"Brought me here?"
"Yeah, don't you remember? You were in front of our car and started banging on the hood, you looked pretty angry. Were you alright Marce? Were you feeling good?" he said in a concerned, saddened face. Marceline saw his face and smiled.
"Thanks for your concern, but I'm feeling better now Finn," she said as she saw his face beam to happiness. "Oh, and when you said 'our' who else was with you?"
"Oh I was talking about PB! She helped you out by putting pressure on your leg and hands, you know, to keep them from bleeding. But it looked like she knew you. She even knew your name before I even told her about you. She even began crying a bit when you didn't respond back to her," he said in a confused tone. "It's pretty strange."
"PB? Well, she sounds nice, but I don't really know who she is. Maybe when I go back to school, I can finally meet her. She sounds pretty cool," Marceline said.
"Yeah! She's really cool! She's also smart, nice, and she's supeeerrr duupppeer popular!" Finn said in an excited tone. "She couldn't come and see you, even though it looked like she desperately wanted to. She had to go to a student council meeting after school."
'Wanted to desperately see me?' Marceline raised her hand to her chin. "Hmmm. Seems like you really like her from the sounds of it," Marceline said as she cocked an eyebrow at the young teen. Finn blushed heavily.
"I'm not!" he yelled back. Marceline winced. "Oh… sorry about that…" he said in a concerned tone.
"It's no problem," she said rubbing her ears, "I guess I really do need to rest."
"Oh, okay Marce. Sorry about hurting you," he said as his face gave a puppy dog like expression.
"It's cool, now stop being so down, you're cranking my style," she said as she smirked at him. Finn also gave her a smirk, feeling better.
"Heh. Well I guess I'll see you later then Marce! Next time, I'll introduce you to the whole gang at school," he said as ran out the door. "See ya!"
"He's such an energetic kid… Now time for some sleep…" she said as she shut her eyes.
A few hours later
"Yes, how may I help you young lady," the front attendant said.
"Um, is a 'Marceline Abadeer' still here by any chance," said a teen timidly holding a teddy bear.
"Hmmm, yes she is," she said as she looked back at the girl. "If you're here to visit, please be quiet and gentle when approaching her, I'm sure you know the state that she's in at the moment."
The teen gulped and had a sad expression. "Yes, of course. I'm just going to drop this off and be on my way," she said with a small smile. The attendant gave her a smirk.
"Hm, she's really lucky to have such a caring girlfriend," she said and gave a small chuckle as the girl blushed furiously.
"No! No! You have it wrong, she's just someone that I knew!" she said as she tried to hide her face with the teddy bear to block her blush.
"Sure~" the attendant gave her a sly smile. "Her room is number 6, right here at the corner."
"Thank you very much," she said as she walked away, still blushing at the attendant's comment.
She turned at the corner and saw the raven haired girl's room number. She slowly slides the door open and walks in quietly. As she approaches Marceline's bed, she sees that she is asleep. She places the teddy bear on the nightstand next to her and looks at Marceline again. She pushes the bangs away from the sleeping teen's face. She smiles a bit from seeing the raven- haired girl's mouth open as she snored quietly.
'She looks so peaceful' the girl thought as she began to walk out the door. She turned back one last time before shutting the door. "Please, get well...Marceline." She shut the door.
"Ok…" Marceline said in her sleep.
One hour later. Marceline wakes up at the sight of her uncle approaching her.
"Ah, awake just in time to see your cool uncle, I see," Simon said as he gave a proud smile.
Marceline rubbed her eyes and stood up from lying down and leaned against the headboard. "What's up Simon. And don't get too cocky," she said giving him a smirk.
"Aww, couldn't you have just lied Marce?" he said in a pouty tone, as he crossed his arms over his chest.
"Nope. Anyways, I think it's time to go home," she said as she stretched her body out.
"Oh no. We already talked about this Marce. It hasn't even been a day yet, and you already want to go home?"
"Simon, I'm fine. Look." She took the covers off her body and stood up. Although when she tried to put pressure on the left leg, she winced, so she stood only on her right leg. "Okay, only my leg and hands are jacked up, but other than that, I'm doing pretty well," she said in a smile. "And my bruises already look like they're completely gone!"
"Remarkable…"
"What was that Simon?" Marceline said. Simon snapped out of his daze.
Simon sighed. "Fine, we can go home. But no 'body straining' activities! That means no school for a while, no motorcycle either! I'll drive you to school when you go back! No complains got that," he said as he looked Marceline straight in the eyes.
'No school and do nothing? Sweet.' "Awww, no school?" she said trying to sound disappointed. "Alright, you're the boss. Now let's go," she said as she began to walk forward, only to tumble towards the ground. Luckily, before she met the floor face front, she was caught in the nick of time by her uncle.
"Oh yeah, you are so not going to walking anytime soon," he said in a reassuring tone. He slowly walked Marceline over to the bed and reached for the wheelchair on the side of the room. He led Marceline to the wheelchair's seat slowly, trying not to hurt her.
"Wait, let's not forget your friend over there," he said pointing to the stuffed animal on the nightstand.
"Huh? Did you give me that?" Marceline asked Simon.
"No, but I heard from the attendant that a girl came by earlier to give it to you. Hm~ You're quite the catch huh Marce~ Didn't know that you were already so popular~" he said as he threw the teddy bear at Marceline. She caught it and blushed.
"I hardly know anyone at school Simon," she said glaring at her uncle while blushing furiously. "Shut up! Now let's go already!" she said as she tried to hide her blush with the teddy bear. 'This smell. It's so relaxing. I feel like I know where this smell is from...'
"Alright let's go!" he said as he gave a small chuckle at his embarrassed looking niece.
"Wait, what about my clothes?" Marceline said behind the teddy bear's back.
"Well, the doctor told me that your clothes were shredded, including your shoes… Are you sure you don't remember what happened Marce?" Simon said.
"Aw man! My red converse! They were my favorite shoes!" Marceline yelled.
Simon chuckled. "Don't worry Marcy. I'll get you a new pair later on in the week."
"Really? It's cool if you don't want to Simon," she said shrugging her shoulders.
"It isn't that big of a deal Marce, don't worry!" he said as he went behind the wheelchair.
"Thanks…" Marceline said as she shifted her eyes, thinking about another important matter.
'My clothes were shredded?' Marceline shuts her eyes to think for a minute. 'I remember… Power… lots of it…' Suddenly, she feels a sharp pain in her head causing her to snap out of her thinking and startling Simon.
"Marce are you okay!" Simon said as he rushed towards Marceline's front, bending on his knees.
"Yeah… Sorry about that…" she said as she rubbed the side of her head. "I'm fine now."
"Okay Marce…" Simon said as he went behind the wheelchair again.
'What the hell was going on with me last night?'
As they were about to leave the front, they were suddenly stopped by the doctor.
"You, stop right there! She isn't ready to be discharged yet!" he said as he approached them quickly. Simon gave him a small, sinister smile.
"I do believe that she IS ready to be discharged," he said as he looked into the doctor's eyes.
"Yes, I think so as well. Well hope you feel better Marceline. Good bye," he said as he began to walk away.
Marceline looked up to her uncle with a confused stare. "Why did he leave all of a sudden?" she asked.
Simon shrugged his shoulders. "Beats me, maybe a change of heart?" he said as he began to push Marceline to the car.
'Change of heart?' Marceline thought. She shrugged it off, thinking that Simon was probably right.
As soon as they arrived home, Simon carried Marceline over his shoulder up the stairs and into her room. She wanted to walk by herself, but Simon refused. She was then placed onto the bed and covered with blankets.
"Geez Marce, you must be freezing. Now don't get up unless you call me, I'll see you in the morning. Good night," he said as he placed a kiss upon Marceline's forehead. She pushed him away and wiped her forehead.
"I'm not a kid Simon!" she said angrily with her cheeks puffed out. Simon giggled.
"I know you're not a kid. But sometimes I wish you were… Anyways, good night Marce," he said as he turned off the light and shut the door.
Marceline laid down onto her pillows and looked at the black ceiling above her. 'Why do I kinda want to go to school? Is it because I like school, or because I want to meet this PB chick? But more importantly… who killed mom, Marshall and Marissa?' Marceline narrowed her eyes as she stared at the ceiling for an hour, looking, just staring, not thinking about anything else. She didn't want to believe that her family was murdered for a reason or who murdered them. She slowly began to doze off into the darkness as her eyelids began to feel heavy.
"Marce! Rise and shine!" Simon said as he pulled off the blankets from Marceline. "It's time to get ready for school! Your first day going back after a week! Come on!" he said in a cheery voice.
'That's right, a week has passed since I got back from the hospital' Her wounds had completely healed, her bruises were gone, her hands were still covered in gauze, but she could move her fingers and touch objects again, and her leg was in a plastic cast, but could walk without the need for crutches. "Five more minutes…" she said as she curled up into a ball.
"No, if you don't get up now, you're going to be late, now come on," he said.
Marceline groaned, got up, and went towards the bathroom. She turned to the mirror and saw her own reflection. The whole week since her confrontation with her demon self, she hadn't been disturbed at all. She was relieved. She quickly came out of the shower, went back to her room and put her clothes on, which consisted of a black tank top underneath a purple flannel, black skinny jeans, and her new, red converse that Simon bought her a few days ago. She smiled at the thought.
She came out of her room and went down stairs as she smelled the sweet aroma of pancakes. She quickly exchanged a smile with Simon and sat down.
"Still having trouble showering?" Simon said.
"Yeah, it's such a pain in the butt putting a plastic bag over my leg, trying not to get it wet and stuff," she said with a sigh.
Simon chuckled. "Well, here are your pancakes to lighten up your mood," he said as he placed a plate of six pancakes stacked against one another. "Dig in!"
Marceline smiled widely and began chowing down like a maniac at the pancakes. She finished them in under a minute as she wiped her mouth clean with the gauze on her hands.
"I see you're ready to go. But before we leave, grab a jacket, there's supposed to be rain later on," he said as he grabbed the car keys. Simon said that he was going to be driving Marceline to school every day until she was fully healed.
"Naw, I have a feeling in my gut telling me that it's going to be clear and sunny today," she said as she made her way to the door. Simon chuckled.
As soon as they arrived at the school's parking lot, Marceline saw a lot of people hanging out in the front of the school. 'Great… people...' Marceline thought in annoyance.
"Alright Marce, if you happen to feel bad during school just go to the office and ask to go home, okay?" Simon said.
Marceline sighed. "Simon, I'll be fine. And sure if that happens, I'll go," she said as she opened the car door and stepped out. "I'll see you later."
She put on her backpack and walked forward, showing her plastic, black cast to all. As she made her way up to the steps that leaded to the front door, she sees that everyone was eyeing her. She could even hear them.
"Did you hear, that's the girl that almost beat up the student council president…"
"Ugh, she looks like nothing but trouble…"
"Hey she seems pretty familiar… Naw, she's probably a nobody…"
'Tch. Disgusting, humans are so disgusting. But I'm human as well, I think.' As she approached the door, she shot a terrifying glare to the people that were blocking her way. They were talking about her anyways, so why show any mercy.
She walked past the rumors as she made her way to her first period. 'First day coming back is going well' she thought sarcastically. As she turns the corner, she bumps into someone.
"Ah, sorry about th-"
"Marce!" a loud, energetic voice said. Marceline opens her eyes to see that she had bumped into Finn. She sighs.
"Oh hey Finn, oh and hey to you too Jake," she said to the other blond who looked distracted from playing the game boy.
"Sup bro," Jake said to Marceline still looking at the Gameboy screen.
"Anyways… Hey Marcy! You're finally back! Man that was a long boring week!" Finn said exaggerated.
'A long boring week?' "What do you mean a 'long and boring week'," Marceline asked Finn in a suspicious facial expression.
"Well, it was just long and boring without you here, I don't know. It's like, if one of my friends isn't around, it gets boring, I guess," he said as he smiled widely at Marceline. Marceline stood there confused. 'Friend? I hardly know him...' "Oh! PB's ganna be so psyched when she sees you! She wanted to visit you more at the hospital but you weren't there anymore?"
"Uh yeah sure, why not," Marceline said as she began walking to her class again. Marceline's heart skipped a beat as she heard the mysterious girl's name. 'Damn, what is this? Why am I nervous? And why is she psyched?' "Uh yeah sorry about that, I left the hospital on the same day I arrived heh," she said as she rubbed the back of her head. Finn trailed behind her as Jake followed his younger brother.
"Let's all go together Marcy!" Finn said as he popped up next to Marceline.
"Whatever," Marceline said as she continued walking forward without looking at the both of them. 'Man, I'm not going to get any peace to myself huh? Tch.' For the rest of the walk, she held up an annoyed expression.
As soon as they arrived, there was still five minutes left before the bell would ring. 'Fuck, I'm early.' She sat down in her seat and waited for the sound that would start her torture for an hour. The teacher, the one that looked like that old lady from Harry Potter, came up to her.
"I see you're back after your absence for about a week," she snapped.
Marceline glared at her for a while, until the teacher spoke up. "Well, I'm glad you're fine," she said as she walked back to her desk.
'Did she just say that she's glad that I'm fine?' Marceline looked at the teacher's back in astonishment.
"Dude! How did you do that?! Mrs. Q never shows any kindness to anyone! Not even to the smartest kids in class!" Finn said with amazement showing in his eyes.
"Maybe she likes you," Jake said as he still played Pokémon. Marceline and Finn looked at Jake with horror and disgust. "Not like that! You know what I meant!" Jake said as he blushed slightly.
"I don't know, but I don't really care," Marceline said as she sunk in her seat. "I just want to get this day over with." 'And I want to see who this PB is?' she thought as she looked at her hands. They were finally fully healed, but she knows that whoever held her hands that night, they had something to do with it. Then finally, the bell rang and class began.
An hour passes by and everyone arose from their seats, including Marceline, and headed for second period. Before she left, Mrs. Q stopped Marceline in her tracks.
"Miss Petrikov," she said sternly, "I just wanted to inform you that you have about a week to catch up, but take some time to relax once in a while, and if you need any help, just come by either lunch or after school. Don't stress out, and heal properly." She turned her back and walked over to her desk. Marceline, Finn and Jake had their mouths open in disbelief.
"Okay, maybe she does like you like that," Jake said jokingly but earned a punch to his arm by Marceline. "I'm kidding! Ouch! That really hurt you know."
"Good," Marceline said as she smirked. Jake looked at her and smirked too. 'Maybe, this won't be boring.'
On their way to second period, Finn and Jake followed besides Marceline and talked about what she had missed the past week in Chemistry. On her way there, for some reason, Marceline felt nervous. 'Does my stomach hurt?'
As they enter the classroom, Finn grunts. "Aw man! Where's PB?" he said in disappointment.
They all sat in their seats when Finn asked his multi- haired colored friend Lady where this 'PB' was at.
"Again! Stupid student council!" Finn said as he put his head down on the desk. "She's been going way too often!"
"Relax dude. She is the president. Chick has to do her thang you kno'," Jake said as he sat beside Lady.
"I guess…." he said as the bell rung. Mr. Lexington came in and looked straight at Marceline with a glare, which Marceline returned. "I see that you're back Miss Petrikov," he said as he looked at her at the corner of his eye.
"Yup," Marceline said in a non-caring attitude.
"Well, I was informed of your situation and I'm relieved to see that you are alright. Just be lucky that you managed to get away with your life," he said as stacked a pile of papers together. "Now class, get together with your partners."
'Managed to get away with my life? What did Simon tell the school exactly?' She looked at Finn. "Hey, what is he talking? Getting away with my life?"
"You didn't hear? When we found you, there were a bunch of guys a few feet away from where you were. But these guys were even in worse condition than you were in. I heard that they were almost close to death, pretty scary," Finn said.
'I didn't kill them, thank go- I mean glob,' she thought as she sighed in relief.
As she was thinking, she saw that everyone was shifting seats. "Uh, what's going on?" Marceline asked Finn.
"Were teaming up with our partners, oh your partner is PB, but she isn't here huh?" 'Again with this PB...' Her stomach was feeling weird again. "I guess you can team up with me and Fia!"
He pointed over to a timid girl, blushing in her seat. She looked at Finn and blushed even harder.
'It's that girl from Wood shop. And from the looks of it, it looks like she has a crush on Finn.' She smirked at Finn, but was then confused about a certain thing he told her. "Wait, why is this 'PB' my partner?"
"Oh that's because Mr. Lexington picked our partners for us. Even though I wanted to team up with her…" he said as he puffed up his cheeks in a pout.
"Well, I guess. Anyways let's just do whatever it is we need to do," she said as she pulled a chair towards the table they were at.
The whole class period passed by with Marceline clumsily handling the chemicals. She dropped it everywhere, making Finn and Fia worry and panic all over the place. Including chuckles from Jake and Lady and yelling by Mr. Lexington. As the bell rings, Marceline puts away the coats and the glasses they used for the experiment and heads out with Jake, Lady, Finn and Fia behind.
"So Fia, you hang with these guys too?" Marceline asked the blushing, tan girl.
"Uh, um yes," she said shyly. Finn looked at her and smiled. She blushed furiously. Finn just kept walking but was confused at Fia's reaction. 'How are these guys not together yet?' Marceline thought as she shook her head.
As they were walking towards the cafeteria together, they suddenly heard a yell behind them. A girl with a bun and wearing a purple blouse and skirt came up running to them.
"Oh my glob! Are you Marceline? The Marceline!?" she yelled at Marceline's face.
"The Marceline? What are you talking about LSP?" Jake questioned the purple themed girl.
"Oh my globness Jake! You don't know who Marceline and the S-" her mouth was suddenly shut by Marceline's hand. She looked at the talkative girl with serious eyes. She mouthed the words 'Don't. Say. Anything.' The girl nodded her head. Marceline then removed her hand.
It wasn't that she didn't want anyone to know about her. It was just that it still hurts to mention anything that had to do with her band and her friends that she left behind. She just wanted to leave it all in her past and pretend that it never happened.
"Sorry about that um-"
"LSP," she said as she stood irritated with her arms crossed over her chest.
'LSP? Nickname?' "Yes LSP, I'm sorry I did that."
"Whatever, you're just lucky that you're cute," she said with sass in her tone. "To bad I'm with Brad already," she said with a humph.
"Yeah sure… okay?" Marceline answered confused. 'Cute?'
"Alright you weirdos," Jake said as he put his arm around Lady, "Let's just go get some grub."
They all agreed and starting walking together, while Marceline kept sneaking peeks at LSP to see that she wasn't going to spill the beans about her past. LSP just kept walking with an annoyed face as she puffed out her cheeks and had her arms still crossed over her chest.
"By the way guys, where's Princess B?" Jake asked.
"Oh her stupid meeting is still running, but she said that she'd come join us at lunch," LSP said as she grabbed an apple from the tray of fruit.
"Cool," Finn and Jake said in unison. As they ate their small trays of pancakes (with of course, Marceline having mini heart attacks about eating pancakes for the second time in the day) the bell rang and everyone went for their third period class. Finn and Marceline went the same way since they had the same class, which was P.E.
"Don't worry Marcy! You'll meet PB soon and I know you'll love her!" Finn said as he twirled in his walk.
"Yeah sure, I guess," Marceline said awkwardly. They both entered the locker rooms (separately of course) and changed. When Marceline came out, with her maroon shorts and grey shirt labeled "North High" across the chest, she ran into the P.E. instructor.
"Oh hello, you must be new here!" the old, but young looking male said.
"No, I just missed the first few days of school," Marceline responded.
"Oh there you are Marcy! Oh hey Coach K!" Finn said as he gave the instructor a high five.
"Hello Finnigan! I see this is your friend! I expect that you show her the ropes around here! Oh but, judging from your leg, take it easy, okay!" he said as he left.
"You bet sir! Anyways Marcy, what we do is stretch first, and then we go for a run! But we can totally jog!"
"Ugh, that sounds tiring already," Marceline whined, "Whatever."
They both stretched together for about five minutes and went to the starting line before actually jogging.
"Alright everyone! I want you all to try your hardest to finish in first place. I assume that Gregory over there will come in first again, but remember, try to beat the highest time!" Coach K said.
The boy that the coach pointed at, made a smug face as to show that no one was going to stand a chance. "Ugh, Greg is such a show off, it's not fair that he's in the Track team, not to mention that he's the 'star' on the track team" Finn said as he stuck his rear end up to the air.
"Hmmm…" Marceline thought as she did the same as Finn.
"Alright. On your marks. Get set. GO!" Everyone, except Finn and Marceline sprinted with all their might with Gregory in the front. Marceline saw his cocky grin as he ran looking as if wasn't even breaking a sweat. Marceline just smirked. She picked up her speed a little and passed the students in front of her. Finn looked surprised at her, with her broken leg and all, she was really fast.
Everyone just gasped as they saw the broken legged, raven-haired girl past by them. Greg looked back and gasped. "What the hell? How?!" he panted as he picked up his speed. Marceline smirked again.
'I guess it's time to end this stupid shit,' she thought as she began to go even faster. She gracefully passed the determined boy and was now in the lead. She picked up her speed even faster as she left Greg behind her trying all his might just to go past her. Marceline passed the finish line and stopped looking back at where the so called track 'star' was at. She widened her eyes in surprise and sees that he was barely turning the corner from across the field.
'Holy crap, how fast did I go?' Marceline thought in confusion. "Wow Ms. Marceline! That was amazing! I think you even beat the high school record! With a broken leg too!" the coach said in amazement. Just then, everyone came back from the run with Gregory leading.
"That's fucking bullshit, I know you're cheating!" he said in anger at Marceline's face.
Marceline just smirked and pushed her face close by his. "It's not that I cheated. It's just that you suck," she said as she exaggerated the 'k.'
"Tch," he said as he angrily went back to the locker room. Finn came up next to Marceline looking as if he was going to pass out any moment.
"Mar… Marcy… How the heck… did you do that?" he said as she tried to regain his breathe.
"Uh…" she said trying to find an excuse. "I was part of the track team in my old school," she said laughing nervously.
"Oh… that explains that. Anyways let's go get changed," he said walking towards the lockers.
"Yeah." 'How am I fast? Is it the demo- No. That's not me.' She went towards the locker to change. As soon as she redressed, the bell rang. She met Finn standing outside waiting for her.
"Thanks for waiting bro," Marceline said as she swung her backpack over her shoulder.
"No problem!" he said in a wide smile.
"Anyways, what class is next," she said as she took out her schedule.
"Oh next we have Govern-" before Finn could finish he bumped into someone in the corner of the hallway.
"Watch it you fucking reject!" said the person that Finn bumped into. He had somewhat shoulder length greyish, straight hair. He wore a varsity jacket that indicated that he was on the football team. Marceline narrowed her eyes in anger.
"Oh it's just you Ash," Finn said, trying to avoid him.
"What do you mean just me? Watch your fucking attitude you little shit, don't forget who I am or what I can do." Finn widened his eyes with a hint of fear, but glared at him with anger. "You're nothing but a loser that still watches that kid show, um what was it you guys?" he said to the pack of football players behind him. "Oh yeah, that little gay show Adventure Time," he said as him and his friends laughed. Marceline clenched her fists in anger. "You even have this stupid hat." He grabbed Finn's bear hat and waved it above him. 'I want to-.' Marceline clenched her fists even harder, which tore the gauze wrapped around her hands.
"Hey give it back Ash!" Finn said as he tried to grab his hat from the laughing jock. As he was about to reach it, he was pushed down.
"You're such a fucking loser. Hey I'll do you a favor. I'll go burn this hat for you and teach you the ways of becoming a man. But first, I'll teach you some discipline," he said as he began walking towards Finn, Marceline stepped in his way with her expression hidden behind her bangs.
"What the fuck do you want? Oh I see you want some of the Ash- mister," he said as him and his buddies laughed. Marceline looked up with a death glare, staring at Ash with a look that intended to actually murder. "What the fuck. Who the hell do you think you are trying to actually scare me? Sorry, but a bitch like you ain't gonna do any damage," he said as he laughed. Marceline clenched her teeth hard, feeling like they were going to break at any moment. She was furious; she felt something within her boil, like it was going to erupt any moment.
"Huh, did you not hear me? I guess you didn't, with a friend like Finn, you must be pretty fucking retarded too."
'I want to kick his ass...' Marceline thought as she still stared at Ash.
Ash raised Finn's hat to his face. "So do you watch Adventure Time too? You know, watch that gay little show?"
'Gay? He just insulted… He just insulted… Marshall and Marissa… I want to kill him.' As Marceline was about to strike Ash in the face, a hand was placed on her shoulder to stop her from doing so. She turns back to see that it was the old looking fella that she came across with when she rushed out of the bathroom after the freaky incident.
"Hello Mr. Williams," said the smiling old man with red streaked hair.
"Uh-h hello Mr. Peppermint!" he said as he stood up still.
"I hope you guys aren't doing anything you aren't supposed to be doing," he said with a smile.
"No sir! We were just-" he looked at Finn on the floor and Marceline, still looking as if she was going to attack at any moment, "-playing around."
"I see, but that doesn't look like something you would wear Ash," he said pointing to Finn's hat.
"Uh, no it's not! I was just… checking it out! Sorry for hogging it Finn," he said as he threw the bear hat back to Finn. Finn caught it and quickly put it back on his head.
"Yes, well come along everyone. Fourth period is about to start," he said as he walked past them.
Ash looked back at Marceline and Finn. "This isn't over you fucking losers," he said as he led his pack of friends away passing by them. Ash bumped into Marceline's shoulder as he walked by her. Marceline just stood there furious, not looking back at the smug face Ash was making. Finn got up.
"Marce… sorry about that…" he said saddened.
"Sorry? What for?" she asked confused but still angered at the jock.
"Because of me, Ash is going to be picking on you… And the whole school is going to think that you're a loser… like me…"
"Ugh, look Finn. I already hate this school as it is. Plus, I'm not mad at you, I'm made at that dickwad. I swear that I'm going to pound his ass when I get the cha-"
"No! Don't! Don't try anything funny Marce!" Finn yelled at Marceline. Marceline flinched a bit.
"What?! Why!?" she yelled back furious.
"Because… Just don't. His old man is a pretty powerful guy. I heard that he can send top secret agents to dispose of anyone at his will. So just ignore him if you can, okay Marce," he said with a saddened face.
"What?! Why wouldn't you want to kick his as-" Marceline saw the face Finn was making and sighed. "Fine, but if he does something to aggravate me, you better be there to hold me back," she said with a smirk. Finn smiled back.
"Don't worry! We'll be stuck together till the bone!" he said jumping.
'Wait. Did I just give him a reason to keep bothering me?' She sighed and went towards her fourth period with the gleeful teen boy next to her.
Government was nothing special, just a lecture the whole period. Marceline looked at her hands and thought about the mysterious 'PB.' 'Who is she? Why do I feel like she's someone I know?' Before Marceline knew it, the bell rung and Finn and her were now heading towards the cafeteria.
"Jake!" Finn said as he ran to his brother who was sitting on the table with Lady and Fia next to him. Fia of course, blushed.
"Yo," Jake said as he ate a fry.
"Hey bro. Oh and hey Lady and Fia!" which made the tan girl blush. Finn put his backpack on the table and gestured Marceline to do the same.
"We'll be right back! We're gonna get lunch!" he said as he pulled Marceline with him.
"So Marcy! What do you like!?" said the excited young teen walking towards a line.
"Uh I don't know, surprise me?" she said nervously.
"Pizza it is!" They both got in the line and waited for their food. When they got it, they started to walk back to the table, where they meet up with LSP who looked at Marceline cautiously and suspiciously. Marceline just ignored it and looked at her pizza.
She eyes the sauce underneath the cheese and licked her lips in hunger. The red, thick substance… 'Almost like bloo-'
"Hey, have you guys seen PB yet?" asked Finn as he bit into his pizza.
"She was supposed to be here by now," said LSP while she typed on her phone. "I don't know what's holding that chick up."
"Jake, you think…" Finn said worriedly to his brother.
"I'm not sure, but it wouldn't hurt to check," he said as he stood up with Finn.
"What are you guys talking about?" Marceline said with a confused face.
"Nothing. We're just going to check on something, we'll be right back," he said as they both started to light jog into the hallway.
"Is something the matter?" Marceline asked Fia and Lady.
"They went to go check on Princess B to see if she's okay," Fia responded with a hint of worriedness in her tone. 'Okay?'
"Alright! Who exactly is this P-" suddenly there was a chant coming from the hallway as a large group gathered.
"Fight! Fight! Fight!" everyone chanted in unison.
"It's probably Finn and Jake!" Fia yelled as she stood up and ran over to the scene with Lady behind her.
"What the hell…" Marceline got up as well and quickly went to see what the whole commotion was about.
"Leave her alone Ash! She doesn't like you!" yelled Finn. Ash looked at him but then turned back to face the lockers.
"Come on baby, you know you want to," Ash said as he grabbed an arm.
"No! Let go of me!" the girl behind the locker door said.
"Ash let her go! She doesn't want to be with you. How many times does she have to say it?!" Jake said. Ash just chuckled.
"Listen babe. I know you want to be with me," he said going closer into the locker door that was blocking the girl. "I'll show you that you want it," he said as he moved his face closer to the girls.
"No!" the girl yelled.
"Leave her alone!" Finn said as he rushed towards the jock. "I'll make you pay!" he said as he raised his arm up getting ready to punch the jock. Unfortunately, Finn's stature was way smaller than Ash's, so he was able to dodge the young teen's punch. Ash grabbed Finn by the collar turned him around to face him and punched him square on the jaw.
"FINN!" Jake screamed. As he went in to help his brother from the jock's grasp, Ash dragged Finn's body, readying himself to punch the hurt teen once again.
"Wait Ash don't!" cried the girl as she grabbed his arm to stop him.
"Ugh, relax Princess!" he said as he shoved her into the lockers.
"Don't you touch her!" Finn said as he kicked Ash in the stomach, making the jock let go of him.
"Now you're going to get it you little shit!" he said as he raised his fist into the air. Finn knew he couldn't dodge the hit, so he positioned himself and his defense to withstand the blow.
"Finn move!" Jake and the girl in the lockers said in unison. Just as Ash was about to make contact with Finn's face, a shadowy figure rushed through everyone, passing the crowd and Jake. Ash's arm was stopped one centimeter before it collided with Finn's face. The whole crowd gasped.
Ash looked to his side to see who had stopped him. It was a certain raven-haired girl.
"Don't," she squeezed harder on his arm, "You," he dropped to his knees, grieving in agony, "Dare," he started to beg for Marceline to let him go, "Touch," she squeezed even harder, making her iris' begin to change to a different color as she looked him in his eyes, "Him!" As Marceline was about to punch him, Finn stopped her.
"Marce you have to let go," Finn asked desperately by tugging on her arm that was gripping the jocks arm. "It's okay now! Let go Marcy! Remember what I said!" And she did and let go. Ash crippled onto the ground as he held his arm to his chest.
"I'll get you back, you fucking bitch!" he said as he struggled getting up. He left quickly through the crowd. Everyone dispersed as soon as Ash walked away, but that was just the beginning of the rumors that would go around about today's little event. Marceline could already hear them from across the room. She stood in the same stance she was in when she crushed Ash's arm, still with her arm out. She looked at her hand; she could see her nails retracting back to normal. She snaps back into reality.
"Uh, I'm sorry you guys, that's never happened bef-"
"Marcy! That was awesome!" Finn said as he jumped up with excitement. 'Eh?'
"Really?" she asked shocked.
"Yeah! You totes saved PB and me!" he said with a wide grin.
"It was no big deal really," Marceline said embarrassed.
"No he's right," said a voice from behind Marceline, "You saved us."
"It's really no big," Marceline turned around. She meet a pair of beautiful blue eyes and a wonderful smile, "...deal…" Marceline stood there, still and surprised, as to finally seeing who this 'PB' was, it was the mesmerizing girl she met at the party. It was Bonnibel Bubblegum, the girl that made her heart flutter that night. Their eyes locked upon one another, one that was longing, while the other's was joyful.
Woop Woop! Bubbline coming soon! Finally! Oh and If you guys don't know, I probably should have mentioned this in the beginning, Marceline is half- Japanese. So yeah lol. Anyways this chapter was probably super cliche'd. Oh god... I hope that you still liked it though. :) Anyways... see ya next week! Oh and like always, review if you'd like to!