So, after about 4 trial chapters, I have decided to go in THIS direction! Hope you like it. :3
When Fionna woke up, she was not in Ooo. Instead, she was still on Earth, nestled in a clumsy ball next to human Marshall Lee. The sun had finally drifted to shine through the curtains of the room. Her forehead cringed in confusion. Shouldn't she be back home? She began to shift uncomfortable from her resting spot. Marshall groaned and shifted with her, his warm fingers twitching sleepily over her skin. Something felt oddly out of place. She remembered falling asleep, but she did not remember dreaming. But she HAD fallen asleep, so why was she still here? As confused as she was, she couldn't help but feel completely happy watching Marshall sleep so contently. She had never seen him sleep before, and the sight was mysterious and new. A half an hour later, he wiggled his eyes open, to find that he was being stared at. He groaned sleepily and wrapped his arms around her, holding her close. In any other situation, she would have thought it was too warm and gross under the blankets, and pushed him away. But strangely, the added warmth only served as further comfort. She had a feeling that this was where she belonged. All thoughts of her home in Ooo disappeared and became insignificant compared to her home in Marshall's arms. She smiled like a fool. Marshall laughed.
"Why are you smiling so big? No one said anything funny." He whispered. Fionna giggled.
"I'm just happy, that's all." She answered. They lay there, breathing slowly for a long while, until Fionna's stomach made a gross grumbly sound.
"Hungry much?" He asked, rubbing her tummy. The feeling of his hand on her skin reminded her of what happened earlier that morning. Fionna would have blushed if she was embarrassed, but she wasn't. She threw her bare legs over the side of the bed and stood up proud, and naked. Marshall scoffed and stood up, naked as well.
"Is this lunch going to be a naked lunch?" He asked, quivering his eyebrows mischievously. She laughed. He looked so stupid when he did that!
"I didn't know your eyebrows were so wiggly!" Fionna put her hands on her forehead and tried to make her eyebrows wiggle also. She was not very good at it. Marshall burst out laughing.
"I must be super awesome to be able to do something you can't!" He said, approaching her and rubbing her hairy head. Her tummy yelled at her once more.
"Luuuuuunch..." Fionna growled lowly. She began to walk to the kitchen like a zombie, her bare feet slapping against the floor lifelessly. Marshall laughed.
"Zombie race!" He said, rolling his eyes back and trudging slowly to the kitchen. Fionna looked back at him and groaned like the dead when she saw him catching up to her.
"Brains!" She moaned. Marshall gurgled and drooled out of one side of his mouth. She couldn't help but giggle. He giggled too.
"Zombies don't giggle, Fionna!" He whispered, crossing his eyes. That made her giggle more and she sprinted to the kitchen.
"I win!" she exclaimed. He pshhhht.
"No, you cheated, you're disqualified." He said smugly. She scoffed.
"But I'm so hungies..." She said patting her tum. Marshall laughed and opened up the fridge. He shuffled about and tossed a few possible food options onto the counter. Fionna inspected the food curiously. She was particularly fascinated with meat frisbees. Marshall laughed and grabbed some bread.
"Bologna it is, I guess!" He opened the package and peeled off a sticky slice.
"Ewww!" Fionna said, sticking her tongue out. He grinned.
"Only the bravest of men can eat this type of junk!" He said, waving the piece of meat in front of her face. Bravest of men? Ha! Fionna took the meat disc from him and ate it in only three bites.
"I am the bravest of men!" She exclaimed, spitting meat bits all over.
"Gross!" Laughed Marshall, as he made a proper sandwich, with mayo and tomatoes. Fionna began to copy him and make her own sandwich. Out of the corner of her eye, she spotted the cheez -wiz can. Inspiration struck, and she squirted cheez-wiz all over her sandwich.
"Best sammich ever!" She announced, lifting her sandwich proudly into the air. They both laughed and munched down their sandwiches. Fionna was grateful for the food, but decided cheez-wiz was better off on crackers.
When they were done eating, they plopped down on the sofa and wrapped themselves in the blanket. Marshall smelled the blanket with great satisfaction.
"I love the smell of this blanket..." He said, smiling. She laughed.
"You say that everytime we sit here! Quit sniffing things!" She said bopping his nose with the blanket.
"Ooh, but you smell so good!" He said sniffing her, his nose crumpled up. "Whoa, man! I take that back!" He said waving his hand in front of his nose. Fionna blushed, and she sniffed herself. She smelled pretty awful. It must have been from the lake yesterday. She sniffed him too. Aha! He smelled just as bad! She made a farting sound with her face.
"Speak for yourself, poopypants!" She laughed. He gasped unexpectedly, she gasped too, confused.
"What?" She asked.
"Don't you know what that means?!" He asked maliciously.
"What!?" She asked again.
"Bathtime!" He whispered.
Heyyy here is a chapter! :D I'm sorry for the extremely long writer's block. I just didn't expect to keep those last two saucy chapters up, I didn't think everybody had such a dirty mind ;) Shame on you! Expect more chapters soon!Read and Review!