A Demonic Guardian Angel

Chapter 20

Unexpected surprises

"Fionna have you put any thought into what you want for your prom dress? The dance is really soon you know."

"I know I know I just want something special you know?" the blonde said laying on the couch, her feet hanging over the arm as her mom walked over leaning over the back of the couch.

"Well maybe if we go out and see what's out there you'll get an idea of what you want."

"Yeah maybe." The blonde said rolling off the couch.

"Well what colors were you thinking about?"

"Either white and blue or red and black."

"Let's go to the mall and see what they have." Ellen said grabbing her purse and watching as Fionna slipped on her shoes as together they headed to the mall.

O0o0o0

"So Marshall how have you been lately?" the older man asked sipping some tea as he sat at the table watching as Marshall threw some strawberries on his plate before sitting down at his kitchen table.

"It's been kind of weird Simon." He said taking a bite of the red fruit. "Like things have been great then my mom shows up and acts all kinds of motherly and vanishes out of nowhere. I just don't get it, I mean why wouldn't she just say bye or stay or something you know?" Marshall said picking at his food.

"Marshall, it sounds as if you were happy to see your mother." Simon said removing the teabag from his cup and resting it on the plate next to him as Marshall paused mid-chew. Swallowing he sighed looking up at the man sitting in front of him.

"To be honest I was happy to see her, I mean even though the last time I saw her we fought…she's still my mom you know?"

"I do Marshall I do. I think your mother is caring for you the only way she knows how. It's not how you want it to be but I do think she's trying Marshall. She did call me telling me about what happened this weekend, apparently she shot Fionna's father?"

"Yeah with a tranquilizer gun. He's fine now though."

"She said that she was very worried about you Marshall."

"But why won't she tell ME that!? I just want to know that she cares that she loves me and is proud of me! Why can't she do that!? I just don't get it!" the teen said angrily holding his head in his hands. "Everyone says that she loves me Fionna's mom, you, Billy too but I- I just don't see it." He said quietly.

"Marshall I know you care, and I know this important to you and I know that of all things you just want your mother's approval, but you have it, you just…it's just hard for you to see it right now. Everything you want, all of it is in your grasp. It's tough right now I know but you have to hold on." Simon said softly trying to think of a way to prove to the teen before him that his mother did indeed care. Suddenly an idea came to him.

"Your father still loves you you know." Marshall looked at him weirdly.

"I know that."

"But how can you? Your father no longer walks on this earth."

"I just know that he loved me and he still does."

"Exactly, even though you can't feel it you know it's there right?"

"Yeah."

"Well, even though you can't see or feel your mother's love, it doesn't mean she doesn't love you Marshall." Marshall blinked and stared at Simon for the longest time watching as the older man sat at the table with his hands folded occasionally sipping his tea.

"I…I never thought of it that way."

"Just give her some time to find the right way Marshall. I promise you'll feel what you want soon. She'll openly show her love soon."

"Okay…okay." He said nodding having lost interest in his food.

"How about a change in subject hmmm?"

"Sure. I'm taking Fi to prom in a few weeks. I don't even know what to do you know? I know I'm supposed to buy the flower thing that goes on her hand but are there like rules or something for all that stuff?"

"From what I know and have seen your suits colors are supposed to match her dress along with your boutonniere. You're supposed to buy her a corsage and if you want you can also get a bouquet of flowers."

"So flowers and matching colors huh? How do we get there?"

"I know that sometimes people pitch in together for a limo so if you're going with all of your friends you could rent one."

"Yeah I was thinking about that…also another thing?" he said catching Simon's eye before looking away and looking back again.

"Sure Marshall, what is it?"

"Well there's dancing, and dancing like slow dancing….how do I do that?" he asked scratching his cheek in embarrassment and looking away from the older man. Almost immediately Simon understood.

"You don't know how to slow dance?"

"No."

"Oh it's quite easy. My dear Betty was the one who taught me, but alas she's been gone for quite some time now, although I do believe I will be able to show you myself." He said standing and walking from the room. Marshall stared out the door way wondering just what the older man was up to only to bust out laughing as he returned with his jacket tied front ways around his waist looking like a dress.

"Simon you're crazy awesome." Marshall said with a grin.

"Now what was I doing again? Ahh yes yes I was teaching you to dance." He said rubbing his chin and finally walking over to where Marshall sat. "Ok now stand up you're going to have to lead." Simon said watching as Marshall stood.

"Ok what do I do now?"

"Now we begin, place your left hand on my girlish waist and take my left hand with your right and now we just rock side to side with little steps."

"Is this really all there is to it?"

"Yup now spin me darling!" Simon said with a laugh, as Marshall did as he was instructed. "Very well done Gunter, now dip me!" hearing this Marshall paused frowning.

"What?"

"I said well-done, go on and dip me."

"Oh, alright then…I guess I just heard wrong?"

"It happens dear boy it happens, perhaps I should be going though I do have another appointment in half an hour." Simon said untying his jacket from his waist and putting it on.

"Ok then, I'll see you later Simon."

"Of course you will Marshall, at our usual six O'clock hour." Now Marshall was sure something was up.

"No, I see you at 5:30 to 6:30…are you ok Simon?" he watched as the older man blinked in confusion before shaking his head.

"Of course, just a momentary memory lapse Marshall, nothing more, just having a busy week is all." He said patting Marshall's shoulder and walking from the house. Marshall waved from the door way and with a smile Simon waved back and walked to his car getting inside it. Once he pulled down the street he sighed to himself. "It's getting worse."

O0o0o0

"Oooooh all these dresses are so beautiful!" Ellen said walking around the store, Fionna couldn't help but be over whelmed as well some were long, others short, some with bright vibrant colors and others with soft pastel colors, and with each store they visited Fionna got more of a clear image in her head of what she wanted her dress to look like. She loved the powder blue dress they had first seen but it had been far too short and poofy resembling a tutu, that color was perfect. Another dress she'd seen was a white halter-top and that one had the shape and dress type Fionna was absolutely in love with, and a third was a bright yellow dress that had a sparkling sheer overlay. She wanted a halter-top dress that powder blue color with that pretty sheer sparkling material over it.

"Fionna look at this one!" Ellen said pulling a dress from the rack. Turning Fionna beamed it was absolutely beautiful and had everything possible she could want in a dress, the color was right , it was a halter-top and even had that sparkling layer of fabric over the dress that she'd loved from the yellow dress, seeing it the blonde practically squealed. By no means was Fionna a girly girl, but she wanted to look pretty for Marshall.

"It's perfect! Like so perfect! Is this normal being so excited about a dress?" the blonde asked excitedly.

"OF course it is sweetie!" Ellen said smiling as Fionna bounced happily around holding the gown tightly.

"I'm gonna call Marsh and let him know!" the blonde said happily as she ran to try on the dress. It felt weird to be so happy and excited about something so girly and oddly simple as a dress.

O0o0o0

Everything was new and shiny…and new…and shiny…

"Dude, everything's so new." Marshall said staring at all of the equipment Billy had dropped off.

"And shiny." The older man said with a smirk. "There's everything you need here for a great head start in the music world."

"How'd you afford all of this? I know for a fact that those microphones alone cost over a thousand dollars, especially the system and connection cables and everything- holy crap where'd you get the money for these?!" he screeched spotting two new guitars, a bass Guitar, several drum pieces FP needed to be replaced, drumsticks, new chords and a powerful amp that Marshall new had to cost a fortune.

"There was an anonymous donation of twenty thousand dollars, believe me kid someone wants you guys to succeed. Besides all of this was roughly 8 grand so there's about 4 thousand left so I put it in your bank account, don't do anything stupid with it."

"Are you kidding me who has that kind of money to throw the heck around!?" the dark haired teen asked scrutinizing all of the equipment in his garage.

"Not everyone wants to watch the world burn Marshall, oh and there's a van I bought with the money too so all of you guys can get all your things there without your stuff flying out of the back of FP's truck, that accounts for the missing 8 grand too."

"Billy you are flippin' awesome!"

"I know Marshall, I'm just too good sometimes. The van'll be at my place and everything here's been insured so I'm out kid." Hearing this Marshall blinked and grinned.

"What you have something better to do than mess with all this stuff with me?"

"Yeah I do, I'm managing all of you so I have manager type business to attend to." He said smirking at the teen and messing with his hair. "I'll see you around."

"Yeah…Billy?"

"Marshall?"

"What do I do with all of this extra money?" Marshall asked looking around at all the new belongings and wondering just what to do with four thousand dollars.

"Anything you want." Billy said with a wave as he walked from the house shutting the door behind him as he exited the garage. Marshall simply sat there looking around at everything feeling overwhelmed. With a shake of his head at his luck Marshall walked into his house and flopped onto the couch immediately regretting that choice, but seconds later he was distracted by his phone ringing. It was a text from Fionna and opening it he found a picture of the blonde wearing an absolutely gorgeous dress.

With a smile Marshall called the blonde who quickly picked up the phone. "So how do I look?" Fionna was nervous as she stared at her reflection in the mirror, she loved the dress, but she wanted Marshall to love it too.

"You look absolutely beautiful Fionna." Marshall said with a smile hearing the worry in her voice; the look of delight on her face in the picture was clear to see and he knew she'd found the dress she loved.

"You think so?" The blonde asked her spirits lifting greatly.

"I do that dress looks amazing on you."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah. What else are you going to have? I know that sometimes girls get gloves and shoes and sparkly things sometimes."

"I don't know yet, I mean I'll probably wear flats but I don't know about everything else."

"Let me know, I might want to get you something ok?" hearing this Fionna grinned.

"Yeah Marsh no problem, I'll let you know ok?"

"Oh, is there anything you want for our next performance? Like a special mic or something?"

"Why don't you surprise me?" she said with a smile wondering what was on her boyfriends mind.

"Will do. I gotta go see Simon but I'll talk to you later ok?"

"Ok bye Marshie."

"Bye Fi."

o0o0o0

"So, what's he think of it?" Ellen asked watching as Fionna burst out of the dressing room beaming with the dress in her arms.

"He said I look absolutely beautiful and wants to know if I'm getting sparkly things to go with my dress. Do you think I should?" Fionna asked talking a mile a minute.

"Well sweetie from the sounds of it he wants to get you something to go with the dress so I'd advise against getting something shiny, you can get simple earrings or something like that but don't go big and flashy."

"Ok mom, can we buy it now I want to show dad."

"Of course we can sweetie."

O0o0o0

Journal number 69

Fionna showed me her prom dress today and she looks absolutely beautiful, I've just been having so much luck, my band actually got an anonymous donation of $20,000! I mean dude who has that much money to play around with!? Needless to say we're all epically thrilled with this. Proms coming up and now that I've been taught to dance by my more than helpful teacher so props to you Simon. I think I have everything I need to make this prom a success so unless anyone has any more tips for me I think I'm good. Everything seems like it's finally coming together, and for the record…I am happy I got to see my mom. But enough said I've got to go to class, I'll see you later Simon, and for old times sake I think I'm gonna scare the receptionist tonight :) mwahahahahah

-Marshall

It's kinda filler but it leads up to prom and stuff, but just to let you all know my sister moved in with us and got internet so here I am technically homeless but surrounded by family and internet things will get better, I know it.