[Hi guys, sorry I haven't kept my promise in writing more extras and I could list out a bunch of reasons why I couldn't but you came for dis:D Hopefully my writing is still okay, enjoy!~(And to avoid confusion, this extra is when Fi and Flame Prince are still dating, no marriage or son yet)]

Flame Prince sat outside of the treehouse on his rock, watching the sun start peeking over the hills of Ooo. Although the sun's warm rays had no effect on him he still liked the view. "Flame Prince breakfast!"

"Oh, uh, I'm okay!"

"No you're not you have to eat breakfast to get proteins and-"

"GET OVER HERE OR SHE'S GOING TO LECTURE ABOUT HOW IMPORTANT BREAKFAST IS AGAIN!" yelled Cake from the window. "I see you!"

FP quickly stood up and made his way back inside. He passes Cake who glowered at him while she dumped the dirty pans in the sink. Fi covered his chair with foil and scoots hers closer, and then heads towards her pot. "So, Beemo has a question."

He looks over at the robot who sat right across him, "So, water kills you right?"

"Yeah?" he cocks an eyebrow.

"How do you bathe?"

"I don't."

"...Oh."

"Here you go!" chimes Fi as she gladly sets FP's bowl of spicy meat and soup infront of him. He looks up and smiles when she sees how hard she is trying not to cry from the stench.

He reaches to pick the bowl up, "UPUPUPUP!" Cake stops him and then wraps his hands with aluminum. "It's really hard cleaning the char marks off mister!"

"Oh, I'm sorry," he then tries to balance the bowl with both hands and engulfs the dish.

"PHEW! What is stanking the whole place up in here?!" everyone looks up to notice a figure covered in black is hanging upside down like a bat on the ceiling. "Is it FP for not bathing?! Nope! It's Fi's cooking of course," Marshall Lee grins slyly to Fionna who grabbed a spoon and threw it at his face. "Ow!"

FP just kept drinking his soup and chewing the meat.

Marshall flies down and stands by the table, "'It's great to see you too!' is more like it." He leans over Flame Prince's shoulder and tries to get his lips as close as he can to his ear without brushing against it. "I have to talk to you about something that's super uber important," he whispered. At the corner of his eye he can see Cake and Fi giving him weird looks, for fun he blew into FP's ear.

"What was that?" asked the blushing prince annoyingly.

"Wow, Fi didn't do that to you yet? I'm your first I guess," Marshall floats to the coach and sits down and motions FP.

FP, still blushing, whispers to Fionna and Cake, "Was that...Tier 15?"

"Huh?"

Cake chokes on her bacon. "Far-" cough "From it! BUT STILL STAY AWAY FROM THAT TIER!"

"Oh...okay," for some reason he feels relieved even though he still doesn't know what Tier 15 is. He approaches Marshall, "...Hi?"

"'Sup."

"So what's this 'uber' thing you were talking about?"

Marshall gets his serious face on and uses his arms to emphasize how important this 'uber' thing is. "Super...im...por...tant, no time to talk, we have to go get Gumball."

"What? What about Fionna?"

"SHH! I just need your strength and Gumball's brain, c'mon we're leaving..." he floats to the ignored company to say a sassy goodbye and flies out the window.

Flame Prince walks to Fionna, "Uhm...I...have to...go?"

"Oh...okay," says Fi sadly. He turns to head out, but bends down to place a kiss on her cheek which burns slightly. "Hehe, ow," she blushes.


"So...why are we here?" asks an irritated Gumball who is lugging around the bag Marshall tossed in his face back at the castle.

"I told you it's UBER important," insists Marshall as he sniffs around.

Gumball groaned as Flame Prince shone like a torch. Although it is still late morning the branches of the trees blocked most of the sunlight. Marshall stops them behind a bush, "SHH! There she is!"

FP crouches low so his flame won't be seen and tries to peek through the leaves. He sees a carefree looking girl with grey skin and white hair exchanging words with a wizard with green skin and a bat-like nose. He hears Marshall curse one of them, "That witch."

He sees the white haired girl take out a patched up, old-looking pink doll with a button eye to the wizard. Next thing he knew Marshall tackles down the girl. "What the-!"

The wizard hissed and tore the paper he had in his hand, "No payment, no wand!" He runs off.

"What the heck Marshall!" the girl pushes the vampire off as Gumball and FP run to his side. "I was about to score an super awesome cool wand by just trading your ugly doll to that guy!"

Marshall snatches back the doll, "Hambo's not ugly!" FP is surprised at seeing Marshall resort to a child-like stage as the "bad boy" cradles Hambo in his arms. "Are you okay buddy?"

"Ugh, what's up with you and that stupid doll!"

"Shut up Ashley! Hambo wasn't yours to take whether we were together or not!" hissed Marshall.

"Psh, uh-huh, admit it though, we were super good together. Who you with now, huh? That blonde skanky tomboy? I mean last I saw she was over at your house."

Flame Prince's ear twitched as both his friends exchanged awkward glances to him. "Calm down," starts Gumball.

Ashley didn't stop, "I bet you are, I bet she's with pinkie here too." She notices Flame Prince and puts a strand of hair behind her ear as she began walking to him, seductively she says, "Hi."

The slap to her cheek made a loud echo across the forest.


Gumball continued passing marshmallows to the upset Flame Prince. The trio had made it back to the Candy Kingdom, hardly passing a word to each other. Ashley had run off after Flame Prince's response and Gumball lectured Marshall. Flame Prince just kept a scowl on his face. In a way he was also a bit angry at Marshall. The vampire sat next to Gumball, staring lovingly at Hambo, trying to get over the awkwardness.

FP just munched on marshmallows.

He knew Marshall is too prideful to apologize. Why bother?

"What was she doing at your house?" he finally asked.

Marshall scoffed, "Oh c'mon! I told them to come over so we can practice a song. Cake was there!"

"Why didn't you tell us that we were going after a doll!" grunts Gumball.

"Because it wouldn't interest you guys, duh." He holds the doll, "Hambo is...precious to me. Okay?"

"Sounds materialistic."

FP continued stuffing marshmallows in his mouth.

"I'd give away all my stuff to get back Hambo any day, wouldn't you do the same?" he directs his question to FP.

He swallows, "Hm?"

"To Fionna. You'd protect her right?"

"...Yeah, of course."

Marshall looks at Gumball, "Sorry Gummy you have nothing important."

"Actually I-"

"Scratch that I just didn't want to ask you."

Gumball makes an annoyed grunt, "I have my candy people. Did you forget I'm a Prince?"

"The most boring one out of us three," Marshall makes Hambo's arm wave at him. He smiles.

"Well, you got your toy back, might as well get back to whatever we were doing before you showed up," Gumball sits up and walks to the chalkboard behind FP.

"..."

"..."

"..."

Fionna and Cake climb through the window, "Hey guys, I thought you were on a super awesome mission?"

"Well-" starts Gumball.

Marshall shouts from the top of his lungs, "ROAR!"

Everyone stares at him.

Gumball and FP notice Hambo has gone and Marshall had dressed in his cloak. "Thanks for the help guys. Oh, and Flame Prince, you should tell Fi what you did today. It really made me happy." He clicks his tongue and flies out the window.

"What happened?"

"I...uh..."

"He showed that punk who she was dealing with," responds Gumball with a tough voice. "...What?"

[Sorry, it's supposed to be based off that one ep where Marceline bothers PB to fetch Hambo from the Sky Witch. It's a bit rusty, I hope you enjoyed it. I'll try making more extras in the future which are more w/ Fi and FP, thanks!]

[Awesome fan art right here by deviant AskFlamePrince (I just find the way they depict him close to how I do and its really cute): art/Question-5-Hard-Feelings-328376727]