Chapter Fourteen: Emergency Exit
Marshall reappeared next to Fionna, "Hey, Sarah."
The suspicious vampire smiled at the sight of him, "Marshall Lee. What are you doing back here so soon?" She looked at Fionna again, "Is that her?" Sarah knew that something was happening with Marshall and his little girlfriend; the ruler of the Nightosphere had put out an order for all citizens to be on the lookout for the two of them.
He smiled back, "Yeah, this is her; can we come inside?"
"No problem, anything for my favorite Vampire King." Fionna watched the two converse. Should I be worried? Nah, it's probably alright. She followed Marshall through the door that Sarah had opened for them.
Once the door was shut, Marshall started the introductions. "Sarah, this is Fionna, as you've already figured out, the girl we made that sword for." Sarah eyed Fionna, who was embarrassed she looked so ratty compared to Marshall, who was still without a shirt... "And Fionna, this is Sarah; she's been a friend of mine for forever now." Fionna eyed Sarah right back. She was almost as tall as Fionna, only a few inches shorter. Her dark brown hair fell just above her shoulders. She was pretty, beautiful even. Her green eyes almost glowed in the darkness of the room.
"Cool, nice to meet you." She turned to Marshall, taking off the plaid, "Here's your shirt, Marshall."
Sarah raised an eyebrow, noticing the exchange of clothes. She had had her days of living like a fugitive, and this scene wasn't all that foreign. "So, I imagine that you guys aren't here for a friendly visit."
Marshall walked to the living room and sat on the couch, patting the cushion next to him, inviting Fionna to sit with him. He said, "No, we aren't. I was wondering if you could help us." He put an arm around Fionna, who had sat beside him, trying to fix her hair.
Sarah sat in a chair across from them, "With what? What's going on? Your mom is going totally crazy right now, crazier than usual. She told everyone to watch for you two and not to let you anywhere near her place. What did you guys do?"
"We didn't do anything! She kidnapped my best friend!" Fionna was getting worked up again; she didn't want to be sitting in this stranger's living room. She wanted to be out getting Cake! If this chick has something that can help, though, I can stand being here for just a little longer...
"Whoa, okay, girl. No need to yell at me, I didn't do anything."
Marshall rubbed Fionna's shoulder reassuringly, "We need help getting through the Nightosphere, unseen by everyone. Well, Fionna needs help. Do you have anything?"
Sarah thought for a moment, "Let me look. I might be able to whip something up real quick." She headed toward the doorway, vanishing in the hallway that lay just to the right, leading to the other side of the house.
Once she was out of earshot, Fionna asked, "So, she's a vampire...and a witch?"
Marshall looked at Fionna, "Sarah is a vampire, but her mom was a witch. She picked up some of her mothers' tricks, but she's not a witch. Not everyone can make magic naturally, but anyone can learn how to make enchantments and junk."
Fionna nodded in understanding, "That's cool," there was something else on her mind, "Has she, uh, always been just a friend? Or..."
He looked at Fionna bewildered, "There was never anything between the two of us," he laughed. "Do I sense a bit of jealousy, Fionna?"
"No! I'm just...making sure I guess. Jeez, it was just a question." She was embarrassed she asked.
Sarah came back to the living room, "I do have something that can help. I just don't have everything to make it; I'll have to pick up a couple things from my guy, but then I can start cooking." She looked at Fionna with compassion, "You can clean up in the bathroom; it's just down the hallway. Marshall, I will be right back. You two stay here."
Marshall stood and thanked his friend, who left the house with a blue backpack around her shoulders. Fionna wandered down the dark hallway, trying to find the bathroom. Once she found it, she commenced washing and detangling her hair. She looked down at the dirt falling to the sink's drain, "What the Björk; the dirt never ends," she mumbled to herself. Marshall, who had followed her to the bathroom, laughed.
"Sorry, was just trying to blend you in. It looks like it's coming out, though." He walked to Fionna, who was awkwardly bent over the sink, and began plucking chunks of dirt from her hair. He laughed once more, "You're hair is almost as brown as Sarah's."
While she was scrubbing her hair around Marshall's plucking, she asked, "What is she going to do?"
Through the water running over Fionnas' ears, she heard him respond, "I hope that she will be able to give you something to totally change your look, make you look like an actual creature of the Nightosphere. I think we got lucky on the road back there that no one was feeling particularly confrontational."
"Hm." They continued cleaning up Fionna in silence, there wasn't really anything else to say. And Fionna wasn't going to be relieved until Cake was back, although, Marshall being with her seemed to calm her down some.
"You're blonde again!" Marshall backed away; Fionna wrung her hair out over the sink and stood.
She sighed, "That feels much better. Is she back yet?"
Marshall and Fionna walked down the hallway, "No, she's not."
"How long has it been?"
Marshall tensed up, "I'm not sure. Let's just hang out here until she's comes back. Maybe she's just taking her time.
"Do you think she'd..."
"Turn us in? No. No, I don't." He sat back on the couch, feeling exhausted. He had forgotten that they had woken up extremely early. Cake just had to come over. Everything was going fine; doesn't the thing trust me? We've known each other for like, I don't know, ever? She's so annoying. I hope she's okay, though...He wasn't sure if his mom would actually do anything to the cat. She might just keep her in that box for a few years until she decides to do anything with her. Time didn't really mean anything to someone who lived for centuries upon centuries.
And Sarah. Where was she? It's never taken her this long to pick up her stuff from that jerk of a magic dealer...I guess we'll find out soon enough what happened. He really didn't think she'd turn them in; they'd been childhood friends and trusted each other to no end. He expected her to come walking through the door any minute now, her backpack full of the supplies she needed to make whatever it was that would help them.
Fionna sat next to Marshall, resting her newly washed head on his shoulder, realizing how tired she was as well. She yawned and asked, "Do you think if we took a quick nap, that'd be alright?" She really didn't want to stay there any longer, but she knew she wouldn't be able to do much good without sleep.
Marshall pulled her close, and they leaned back on the couch, "That's not a bad idea at all." They fell asleep waiting for Sarah.
Fionna woke up on the couch under a blanket. When she realized she was alone on the couch, she looked around and saw Marshall on the chair across from her. He sat sideways, legs sprawled out over the armrests, looking at the ceiling. He heard Fionna stir and looked over, "You, are a bed hog."
Fionna laughed, "Sorry." She scanned the room for Sarah, "Is she back yet?"
He sighed in response, "No. No, she's not. I'm not sure what is taking her so long; I just hope nothing happened." They sat in silence until Marshall heard Fionna's stomach growl; he laughed, "You hungry?"
"Yeah, starving."
He flew to the kitchen, which was opened to the living room. "I'm sure she wouldn't mind if we took just a little of her food." After a few seconds of shuffling through cabinets, Marshall tossed Fionna some crackers.
She caught the crackers, "Ugh, when am I going to get to eat some real food?"
"Be thankful she even has anything that you like." He looked at Fionna, who began munching on the crackers, "When this is all over, I will make you the awesomest meal you have ever eaten."
Fionna laughed, "You know how to cook?"
Marshall leaned against the fridge, acting cool, "Yeah, I'm handsome, good looking, hot, and can cook – no big deal."
"Charming." Marshall turned to find something for himself when the door slammed open.
It was Sarah. Marshall floated towards her, "What took you so long?"
She slammed the door behind her, "We need to leave. Now."
"Okay." Marshall wasn't surprised that this was happening; it took her forever, something probably did happen. He'd ask just what when they were in a safe location. "What about Fionna?"
Sarah was hurriedly shoving various items from the kitchen in her backpack. She grabbed a small yellow square, about the size of a quarter, which she tossed to Fionna. "Eat this...You ate my crackers?" Sarah would've ranted if she had more time, "Never mind. Let's just go."
Fionna caught the yellow square; the yellow part was a wrapper. Inside, there was a purple, candy looking square. She quickly popped it in her mouth, chewed, and swallowed. To her delight, it was grape flavored. Sarah had gone down the hallway to grab something and came back seconds later, ready to go, "We're gonna be flying. You wanna grab her?" She nodded to Marshall. There was a vicious banging at the front door followed by angry, threatening voices.
"Yeah," Marshall crossed from the kitchen to the living room where Fionna was. He wrapped his arm around her waist, and they all left the house through the back. Marshall was following Sarah's lead, which lead them over the edge of the road, towards the ocean of lava.
Sarah yelled, "Turn invisible!"
"What about Fionna?" Marshall yelled back.
"Just do it!"
First, Sarah vanished, then Marshall, and with him, Fionna. He looked down at the girl by his side, but couldn't see her. He smiled an invisible smile, "Sick."
Fionna saw Sarah disappear and looked up at Marshall, he had gone invisible too. She didn't understand how she was safe...Everyone can still see me...She felt her hair blowing over her eyes. She reached up her hand to get it out of her face and finally realized that she was invisible too. "Whoa, Marshall! I'm invisible!"
She heard his laugh, "I know! Now you know what it's like."
She didn't hear what he said; she was too distracted by how cool this situation just became. "This is so radical; I can't even put it into words."
Sarah yelled back, "We are going to that big mountain, up ahead. See it?"
Marshall looked beyond them, in the distance there was one mountain that was taller than all the rest, away from the city area that was on the other side of the narrow bridge. "Yeah, we'll meet you there!"
"What I gave her is only temporary, so get there fast!"
From there, they seemingly split. They couldn't see each other, so they didn't know otherwise. A few minutes passed, and Fionna was still looking for her hands and arms. She thought it was so cool that no one could see her, and she couldn't see Marshall or Sarah. I guess that makes sense, but I never thought about two people being invisible at once. I would've thought they could see each other...To her, it almost felt like she was flying on her own, but the feeling of Marshall's arm around her was a reminder that she wasn't alone. Marshall's voice broke her thoughts, "You doing alright?"
"Yeah, just don't drop me, okay?" They were still flying above the lava, which didn't seem to end until it reached the mountains.
Marshall wrapped his other arm around her, "Better?"
"Yeah." Fionna smiled. A few more minutes passed; they were almost at the mountain. They could see lights falling from the sky in the distance. "What is that?"
Marshall looked around to see what Fionna was talking about. When he saw it, he sighed and replied, "Lovely. It's raining."
Sorry about the first upload of this chapter...not sure what happened there. Hopefully it's all fixed now.