"This is hard," Fionna said as she held a picture of Marshall in her hands; saying that it was hard to convince him to take a self-portrait of himself for her would be an understatement. She has been having thoughts about him for over two weeks now, she has thought about him before, but not this much. She has always seen Marshall as a friend and nothing else, but now… she had no idea. So she thought that speaking her mind to his picture would clear her head, by going through all of his great points and his… not so great points.

"Well let's see you're not very open to me, you are always secretive and it's hard to tell what's going through your mind. But you are 1000 years old and I can tell that it's not all rainbows and sunshine, so you would rather not talk about it. So I respect that you like to keep all the hard aspects of your life to yourself, and if you ever wanted to talk about it you would, but it would be on your own accord," Well so that one can't be seen as bad.

Suddenly she thought of something," I know, you can be a jerk sometimes, like the time you dropped me into the ocean and told me 'Good luck facing your fear!' then flew off, but you did apologize for it later, and you did mean well. But there was that one time when you faked your death as a prank, however you didn't intend for it to happen; and you even wore that 'I'm Sorry' shirt for five days," She giggled at that memory," Yeah you can be a jerk, but you always apologize or make up for it in the end."

"Okay, those where the bad parts now the good parts," She didn't need to think too hard for that one," I can be myself around you, I don't have to act proper and poise like how I need to act around princes. You can cheer me up without even trying, I remember when I was upset that I was the only human left, but then you told me all those incredible things about me not being alone because I'm surrounded by people who care about me. And how can I ever forget all those times you saved my life, if you weren't there when I was facing that mountain troll, I probably wouldn't be here right now, yeah you're so sweet when you want to be."

She sighed, frustrated, then glared down at his picture," Why do you have to be so wonderful? All its doing is confusing me, why can't you have been some evil guy so I can slay you and not feel guilty about it," She angrily shook his photo then placed it facing down on the counter next to her. She crossed her arms then pouted for a minute, then gave up and positioned his picture facing up.

She stroked his face from the picture," The things you do to me Marsh," She sighed," Oh I'm so conflicted, I need to go fight something," She grabbed her gold sword and headed out to, hopefully, find something to slay.


At Marshall's house he was looking at the picture of Fionna, that she gave him a long time ago, and sighed," Alright what are your cons?" He thought hard, really, really, hard then he snapped his fingers," I got it, you're stubborn, if you get told you can't go anywhere then you have to go there, like the time I told you to not to go into the dark forest at night, then a few hours later I had to defend you from a pack of rabid timber wolves."

"You always go on life threatening adventures to prove how strong you are, that worries me, because you're my best friend that I ever had and I don't want to lose you because I care so much for you and-"He paused in realization to what he was doing," I'm expressing my feelings to a picture; that's it I'm insane," He threw his hands in the air," I give up, I give up," He looked at the picture again," You have finally got to me, I have finally cracked because I don't know how I feel about you, I mean your my friend, but now…" He groaned and stuffed the picture in his pocket," I need to go straggle some pixies or something because if I keep talking to myself I am going to go crazy," He grabbed his umbrella and scoffed at himself," I'm the son of a demon and the Vampire King, and heir to the Night'oSphere and I am left confused and aggravated about my unknown feelings all because of one girl, one human girl, I am so screwed," He slammed the door behind him and left to go strangle some pixies.


Oh boy Fionna and Marshall are having trouble figuring out their feelings for one another. I'm just leaving all of you in suspense, because I love leaving people hanging, so na na nanana. Well you guys gave me some good ideas so I might use them, keyword 'might' so don't get your hopes up.

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