I'm taking over the account, you see Elizabeth got herself grounded and all sorts of things so I'd say it's necessary.

PandaFatty I apologize but P.B.'s just going to keep doing stupider things. For a while at least.

Captain Ea Rayos in this story Fiona and Finn are both 14. But don't worry; Marshall's not going to be able to wait…

Ok… I do NOT want to be hunted down by a person named Bigslayerguyman… Seriously, who would? And I'm bored to say the least so here is another lovely chapter for you Adventure Time lovers ^w^

He dreamt of her. He hadn't had a real dream in a very long time; he had nightmares all the time though. He dreamt of the underworld, of his bad influence of a big sister when she used to torment him, of his mother and her evil ways. But never something good, never something as beautiful as the little girl that was safely tucked away in his arms.

He shifted slightly to peer down at Fiona who was fast asleep. She had her face buried in his chest and her little fingers were gripping to the soft flannel of his favorite shirt tightly. The corners of his mouth tilted up slightly as he brushed the tangles of gold hair from the girls tanned face.

It had occurred to him long ago that they were complete opposites, that being friends with her was a strange abnormality and loving her should be a crime. She's a creature of the light, always glowing; he's a creature of the night, hidden away in the shadows. He's been alive longer than the young girl could ever comprehend and the level of her innocence is something he could never hope to understand, he had lost his innocence long ago and practically forgot it had ever even been there inside of him.

Light and dark don't belong together do they? But without the other they wouldn't exist, right?

He sighed shaking the deep thoughts from his mind. He's never been a deep thinker; it just brings problems in his opinion. He liked to live in the moment and the moment he was in could only be better if fewer clothes were involved… And his ray of sunlight was a creature of night instead. Yes, that would be quite nice.

He wanted her more and more with each day, how was he going to wait two more years for her to mature? For her to be ready? For Cake to understand? Scratch that, Cake will never understand.

She's far too protective to ever understand.

He frowned at the thought of Cake coming home to find that he had turned Fiona into a vampire. She would surely have his head, vampire king or not.

He took a deep breath of her scent, that addictive smell that's like his own personal drug, but froze when he not only smelt the vanilla that forever radiated from the golden hair of the girl in his arms, the fresh scent of the rain that was falling softly, and the old musty air of the house but another scent, a fainter scent that seemed to be growing stronger.

He took a deep breath focusing in on that scent and not Fiona's. It wasn't just one scent, it was three. A dog, a human, and… Lord Marchromacorn maybe?

Marshall gently slid out of the bed putting a pillow in his place that Fiona quickly pulled close. The sight brought a grin to the vampires face. It was easy to mistake her for someone older when she was out battling monsters twice her height but right now, with her tucked under her covers breathing softly, it was obvious she was just a little girl.

There was a knock at the door tearing him from his thoughts. Fiona thankfully remained fast asleep. He shot down to the door, his feet never touching the ground.

When he got to the door he pulled it open, slightly angry because his time gazing at the girl was being used up. In the doorway stood the dog and the human boy that he had come the other night to pester him about Marceline and Bubblegum. He scowled.

Finn shifted his weight from foot to foot nervously as Jake coward behind him. "Hey man," he said to Marshall carefully. He didn't look too happy and Finn didn't want to be on his bad side. But they needed a place to stay and they weren't sure where Marceline and Bubblegum were so this was the first place they thought to go to.

"What do you want now?" Marshall growled. He had no patience for these annoying creatures.

"Listen, we didn't come here for trouble, we just need a place to sleep." Finn held up his hands taking a step back. He wasn't afraid of Marshall; he just didn't feel like fighting right now. He was worried about P.B., he was in a totally new environment, he wasn't sure what he was doing, and the last thing he needed was a pissed off vampire to deal with.

"It's not my house," Marshall snapped and began to close the door.

"Marshall?" A soft voice called. He looked over his shoulder to find Fiona standing down the hall, her blue eyes tired and glazed over. She had a blanket pulled around her shoulders tightly and her long blond hair fell down her back and in front of one of her big blue eyes.

Finn peered over the vampire's shoulders and stared at the beautiful girl before him. The girl, not because of her beauty, shocked him though, because she looked HUMAN.

"Just go back to bed Fi-Fi," Marshall ordered calmly. "I'll be back in a minute."

Fiona rubbed at her eyes. "Who's at the door?"

"Don't worry Fi-Fi," he said patiently. He had all the patience in the world for her and for her only. "Just go bed."

"Mmm…" she yawned then stumbled back the way she came.

Marshall turned back to Finn and scowled when he caught the boy peering over his shoulder. "Don't look at her." He growled.

Finn focused back on the scowling vampire. "Is she the one who owns this house?"

"Yes," Marshall snapped.

"Is she human?" Finn continued.

"That's irreverent, just get out of here." Marshall slammed the door shut and locked it up tightly before returning to the place he really wanted to be.