Hey everybody! I just want to say that this is not a new chapter. I cut the last chapter into two parts and now this it. I just feel that a chapter with a length of 10K+ words is way too boring to read. But don't worry, I already finished the continued chapter, in the next chap, and now it's good to go. Oh, that's also where you'll find my apologies for being late and MIA for the past two months. Damn! But, I can also say my sorry here right now. Sooo I'm really really sorry.

Chapter 6

Marceline was running now. So much for all the 'walking' part ideas earlier.

After walking for miles, Marceline easily got tired of running and so transformed into a more well-suited form. What else? Of course, her wolf figure.

She passed the lake she was picturing about earlier and then curved left to the forest where she knew her house was built.

She was standing in the middle of a clearing just on the outskirts of the central, on her right was a thicket of trees while the left shows the path to the hills and mountains.

Augh. Am I lost in finding my house again?

Yes, Marceline got lost on her way again, losing minutes in finding the correct path. She walked in the forest for minutes. Roughly minutes had passed when she finally got on track and saw a footpath that would lead to her house.

It was still a distant far from her when she saw her house. Finally! Home! She ran the short distance between her and the house.

When she reached the lawn, she took in the sight of the nice house. It was a small house in the quite neighborhood found on the outskirts of the central. When she was young, much younger than now, Marceline took a likening to the peaceful place found here. You could see the forest on the backside, just a few meters away and then the lake with a cave. Also, Marceline liked it here because the next neighbourhood was miles and miles away. No neighbours could even bother her.

Just the perfect place to have a peaceful life, she thought about her house.

Marceline turned into her original form the moment she climbed up on her porch. She fished out the key under the mat knowing that she always left it there. Marceline's only thought for now was to go inside her house and lie down on her bed. She was beyond tired and a nap was currently what she was thinking about. But of course, she couldn't do that now. She had to clean up the house before going to bed.

The moment she set her feet inside, she faced total darkness. Fortunately, her demon eyes could see a thing. She was hoping that her house would be functioning well with its electricity and water back. She was not of course disappointed when she turned on the light and was surprised to know that electricity was running around the house.

Wow. The city government must be doing their best to fulfill their citizen's contentment.

Just this morning, Marceline called the Town Hall to check her house and she was immediately turned to the Electricity and Water District to have her address so they could check it up.

Well, at least I'm not spending the night basked in the darkness.

So without further delay, Marceline started cleaning. She first took off the axe strapped on her back and placed it carefully on her couch and focused on cleaning the whole house.

I should also have called the house keeping earlier, Marceline thought. She wanted to clean herself now but couldn't. The house was so full of dust that if she took a bath and walked on her house, dust would cling to her and taking a bath would be such a waste.

To say that Marceline was happy was an understatement, she was feeling ecstatic. Even after all the misfortunes that happened to her all day, she couldn't help but feel happy. She didn't realize that holding a broom and cleaning while the stereo was on its full volume and she was singing with it could make her all buzzed up.

Yeah, I'm probably tired. They say that when you're passed tired, you will feel all happy and giddy without a good reason. Marceline shrugged. It took almost 30 minutes in cleaning the whole house from the second floor down to the first floor. It was not that hard and it didn't even take her long. It was because the house had a few appliances and furnitures. She was actually glad to that because it made the whole cleaning a lot easier and faster.

She sat at her red couch to rest but easily pulled a grimaced face when she felt how uncomfortable she was. She suddenly remembered Keila and pulled out her phone - the couch now forgotten for its uncomfortable-ness. She texted Keila that she was now at her house and any minute now would try to take a nap. She also texted her how the rest of her travelling went; how she got tired in walking and just transformed to a wolf to make it easier and how she got lost in the forest before finding the house. She stuffed her phone again at her pocket before checking her wristwatch. 10:03PM

Making mental calculations in her mind, she assumed that she arrived at her house at 9:30.

3 hours! That was the time it took me to reach the central? Wow, if it weren't for the series of unfortunate events I faced I should have been here much earlier.

For Marceline, that was a lot to take. Yes, 3 hours was the normal time period from Nigthos to the Central but that was if a person was travelling with a normal speed. Marceline was thinking that she could travel for one and a half hour but that also didn't happen. Because bad lucks were following me around.

Now that she thought about it, her travel was so ridiculous that she couldn't help but make a scrunched up face about it.

Wow, how very sarcastic of you Marceline to be happy about that. And then she internally screamed, Ahhh! I really hate this day! Before sighing and thinking about having a shower, yeah that would really clear up my mind.

Since the whole house was lot better now, she climbed up the stairs and went to the bathroom to clean up herself.

When she finished with bathing and dressing up, it just struck to her how tired she was. She flopped down on her bed without any upheaval, not noticing a new message from Keila. She didn't even make herself float like always because she was just so tired and that was it. She blacked out.

Marceline woke up. She looked at her unfamiliar surroundings before realizing that this was her new place. She then looked at the clock on her bedside table (which she brought and placed there earlier) and saw that it was now 11:27PM.

Wow! That was a long nap but why did I wake up?

She couldn't remember her dream and she doubted that she actually dreamt until she felt a grumbling sensation at her stomach.

Ah! So that's why. I am hungry. Marceline internally slapped herself; she still hadn't had her dinner and she was craving some reds now but not to the point where she couldn't control herself. Marceline was and thankfully in control to herself although she needed her reds NOW if she still want to be in control and not become an uncontainable vampire seeking for reds in the central.

She went to her kitchen, floating and once she was standing infront of her refrigerator, she opened it. What Marceline saw made her pale (if she could get any paler than ever) There was nothing. Nothing! The ref was not even turned on.

She placed her hand on her face. Oh my glob! I forgot that I still haven't gone shopping yet. She then peeked through her fingers, hoping that she was just frantic and her eyes were just playing tricks on her. Of course, there really was nothing inside. She closed the door and opened it again the second time. You know, just making sure. Before closing the door with her left foot.

Not bothering to place the blame on herself anymore, she floated rapidly to her bedroom and threw pants on herself. She also took out her hoodie inside her closet where she hanged it up when she was unpacking earlier, snatched her wallet and phone stuffing it at the pockets of her pants and then tied up the lace of her shoes when she wore it. She floated again down the stairs before closing the door.

As she closed the door, Marceline was aware of the cold wind brushing up her skin and ruffling the trees surrounding the house. But she didn't care; she couldn't care less about it. She wanted a red and so letting black wings grew out of her back, she soared right up at into the sky. When she was high up in the sky, she stopped, black wings still flapping in the air.

Where is the nearest store I could find? Ah, there!, she said when she saw the part of the central with high buildings and lights still on at this time of hour. Without thinking anymore, she dashed through the busy lanes of the central.

She was now floating along the sidewalk of the street. When she flew down right at the center of the busy street, people looked at her. Cars beeped at her and people were obviously talking about her.

Marceline just frowned, "Why are people still awake at this globdang hour?"

She rose up the hood of her jacket and excused herself before she floated at the nearest sidewalk. When she saw a person wearing a suit (he was the closest one), she asked him for the nearest store.

"Uhm. Supermarkets at this time of hour are now closed though there are convenience stores that are 24/7 open," he answered.

"So, where are they?"

"The nearest one is two blocks away from here. You could see it from here. Yes, that block. Took that corner and you could see the establishment because of its big label."

Marceline nodded head, understanding what the man said. "Thanks." Finally, she raised her hand goodbye.

"Wait! Wait!" Marceline stopped, looking at the man. "Uhm, why are you... floating?"

Marceline smiled, tilting her head so the light could reflect her teeth and he could see her fangs. The man turned pale, nodding his head off, before walking the opposite lane.

Wow, he got scared immediately. Marceline was chuckling, liking the idea that she scared some of the centrals' citizen. She felt again a wave of hunger and then focused herself on going to the store the man was pointing her about.

It didn't even take a minute to reach the block she was supposed to take a turn into but when she turned around the corner, the street was not like the street she was used to. Houses were turned off and there were no longer high buildings. Few cars and people would passed by and she was thankful that they didn't even took a glance on her. If not because of the light the moon was giving off or the street lights that lined up on the right and left side of street, this street would creep her out.

Now, Marceline immediately saw the sign of the convenience store just like what the man had said. She was now walking fast because floating took a lot of energy. As she was nearing the convenient store, she saw the very few cars parked in the parking lot. She also saw a few vending machines lined up outside the store.

Perfect! I saw a red drink over there.

She walked the few remaining steps to the machines and felt for her wallet at the back pocket of her pants. She was lucky that she had a coin. Slipping the coin in the vending machine, she picked for a red cherry soda drink.

She heard the sliding of the door to her right but she never took notice of this. She was busy asking herself why the vending machine was not giving out her red cherry soda and instead it was throwing out her coin.

Okay, another one. The machine would accept at first and then it would give it out. She crouched down to pick her coin and then slipped it again. She did this again but when it still not gave out her cherry soda, Marceline got angry.

"Come on! What did I do wrong now?" It just seems you're vomiting this coin, stupid machine. Then, Marceline kicked the dang machine, not caring that there was a CCTV camera at the upper corner of the store. She took the coin again.

Okay one last time then I will go inside and check if the store has some reds.

Marceline realized this and she became frustrated at herself. She slapped herself and bit her lower lip.

Dangglobbit Marceline! Why didn't you think about going inside the store? If you just go inside there, all of these wouldn't happen.

But the cherry soda?

Sigh. Okay, one last time. Then you go inside. You don't want to be out-of-control right?

Fine, you're right... okay, one last time.

Marceline was having a conversation with her own self inside her head. She never took notice of the sliding of the door. Again.

She now slipped the coin. The vending machine still didn't offering her red cherry soda for the umpteenth time.

Frowning, she thought that maybe it was now time to go inside and started finding red before she got lost control to herself. She was about to crouch down to retrieve her coin when she heard a coughing sound behind her.

"Ahem!

The moment she heard and felt the presence of the girl, Marceline's whole body tensed up and she knew it was a girl based on her voice and her smell.

"Uhm. Excuse me, but you seem to be having difficulties in... that." The girl was now beside her and she was pointing to the vending machine Marceline was standing in front.

And now Marceline knew why her whole body just tensed up. She saw the arm that was pointing at the vending machine. And you know what it was? It's a freaking PINK arm! She thought. She smells so good and even though I don't like the color pink, the smell of Pink was just so irresistible.

Marceline immediately stopped breathing so she couldn't smell the girl. She then remembered what the girl was talking about so she slowly nodded her head.

"Look, I think you have a different currency." The pink girl crouched down to retrieve the Marceline's coin. "This is Nightosphere's." She said a matter-of-factly. "You need to have Ooo's when you pay here, mister..."

Oh! Of course! My coin was Nightos'. The enforcer said so when he ticketed me earlier. And huh?! What mister?! She thought I was a 'mister'?

"Look, your drink's on me this time. Treat this as a welcoming gift." The girl continued, still looking at the vending machine. "What do you want by the way?"

At that time, she realized what the girl was offering to her. Although, she asked herself how the girl did knew she just arrived, she shrugged internally, maybe because I still haven't gone to a money changer.

Marceline chucked lightly, amused at the girl's deductive observation. "Yeah, I was having a problem there. The vending machine seems to vomit my money. And also I want a cherry soda," she said, having a hard time saying that because when she spoke she couldn't help but breathe in the intoxicating smell the pink girl emits. She then added a small "thank you" before she stopped breathing again.

The girl punched in their orders and then suddenly her body became rigid and tense, like she realized something.

Marceline saw the change to the pink girl's figure. The girl was slowly turning around her, facing her...

And now we were back to this moment, the moment where Marceline was dumbstruck.

Present Time:

Marceline was dumbstruck the moment she laid her eyes on the pink girl. The moment their eyes met - the red drowning in the blue - her mind started not processing everything around. Well except for what she was thinking for the girl right now.

Beautiful

That was the first thing that came to Marceline's mind.

Oh, and also nice, she added, remembering the girl's offer to her.

Of course, the clock chose to chime that moment, waking Marceline out of her little thoughts. Hearing the chimes of the bell that signals the midnight time made Marceline think that meeting this girl in front of her was a like magical scene that came out from those cliché films she'd watched a long time ago.

Marceline stared. Maybe stared a little too much. But she didn't care. She didn't care how the girl's eyes were filled with confusion at first and then a second later it was recognition or was that ... anger.

Marceline didn't care. Actually, Marceline always didn't care about certain things but right now the only thing she knew and cared about was how perfect in her eyes the beautiful pink girl was. With her figure against the light, basked in the glow of the luminosity coming from the vending machines, she was a stature of perfection. She rather like the way her brow creases when she faced her and her voice, even before she spoke her name...

"Marceline" she breathed out, her eyes wide and sparked with... recognition? "What are you doing here?" She was saying this in a small and soft voice. If it wasn't for Marceline's sensitive ears, she was sure she couldn't catch that. But currently, she wasn't thinking about that. She was thinking about something else, someone's voice.

That voice! Oh glob! Is she an angel? ... Huh? Wait, wait, wait. How come she already knew my name? I just arrived this evening! Marceline thought as the realization hit her. She just missed out the question!

"Uhm. What do you mean? Do I know you?" Marceline croaked out.

Bonnibel thought that she was having déjà vu but this time Marceline was the one who was uttering the words she let loose two months. She scoffed, both of her arms crossed across her chest, "Marceline, I don't know what you're playing at but it's not funny. And please don't use the words, the exact words, I used on you two months ago."

Okay, this girl is crazy. I take back all the wonderful things I just thought about her just a couple of seconds ago. "Look here Princess, I really don't know what you're talking about. I just arrived here this evening and I am pretty sure that I really don't know you."

Marceline didn't know why she called the pink girl princess, her mind just automatically thought her like that. Anyway, if the girl would keep on glaring angrily on her, Marceline would really annoy the pink girl. I rather like that idea. She smirked to herself.

Bonnibel was going on a rant about how Marceline could forget her when she realized what Marceline just called her. Did she just called me a 'Princess'?! She was already angry at Marceline's seeming innocence and she calling her princess didn't really helped. That was the last straw. She didn't want anybody calling her a Princess, especially when it came out of the mouth of a certain distasteful demon she was currently facing, hence the reason why she was turning away from her and going back to her manor. Well, it's already past midnight. I don't want anybody to find out that I'm still outside the house at this unruly time of hour.

"Wait!" Marceline called out to Bonnibel.

Pssh. Whatever you say, Marceline Bonnibel thought.

Marceline didn't know what she did to Bonnibel. She hadn't even started all her teasing yet.

She was about to follow Bonnibel when she felt that she couldn't move her legs. She pictured herself floating when she fall hard on her knees, groaning and swearing silently at the painful effect it caused her.

But why-?

She was about to stood up when she felt a sudden jolt coming from her stomach.

Oh my glob, I forgot about my hungriness when the girl faced me. And now, look where that landed me?

Marceline felt like a knife was piercing her stomach, a blade that wouldn't stop slicing her stomach linings again and again, just like an acid was pouring through her. This was beyond the pain she felt when she was stuck on island and the sun was directly hitting her skin for hours. She was losing control of herself anymore. She was going numb. She didn't even realize that she was now curled up on the floor with her arms crossed at her stomach and eyes closed. She couldn't see a thing and that scared the hell out of Marceline.

Then suddenly, she felt the arms around her and her body immediately tensed up. Marceline knew who it was. The pink girl. Augh! Why do you even get back? Didn't you see how dangerous I am? Go away! She didn't realize that she said the last words out loud to the girl. She was lightly pushing the girl away from her but she knew that was in vain. She could also hear words she was saying but she couldn't make it out. She just gave all of her concentration in focusing on not smelling and assailing the girl beside her.

Bonnibel was confused, her arms wrapped on the demon's shoulders. Marceline was alright not a while ago so why the sudden failing?

She was walking not even a yard away from the store when she heard the first thump but she didn't dare to look back. What Bonnibel didn't know was it was Marceline falling hard on her knees.

Bonnibel was walking away again when suddenly...

Thump. She heard it again.

Curiosity was coursing through her now, so in that instant she looked back and to her horror she saw that Marceline was lying down on her sides. Clutching hard on her stomach, gritting her teeth so much that veins was protruding down on her neck, and her eyes were closed, closed tightly.

All of the sudden Bonnibel felt guilty. Am I the reason?

She rushed to her side and slightly shook her up. She perfectly knew well first aid but right now she doubted whether it would work on her. So, she just did the first thing that came to her mind, waking the barely conscious demon.

"Marceline! Marceline! Wake up! Come on!"

Marceline was lightly pushing her and Bonnibel knew that. But she couldn't just leave the poor girl out here. Suddenly Marceline said "Go away," she said that in a soft and weak voice.

"No! I won't leave you here, you dum-dum. Come on! Just- what... what do you need?!"

Marceline opened her eyes slightly. When it was fully opened, they were both staring at each other's eyes. Bonnibel could see that Marceline became relaxed much to her content and that she stopped thrashing out. She could also see the color of her eyes. She was sure that it was red when she first saw it but now the redness was almost black.

"Red," Marceline whispered, still staring and lost in the color of the pink girl's blue eyes.

Huh? Red? Oh! Did she mean that she needs red? Suddenly, she remembered their drinks on the vending machine. That's it! She probably wants her drink now. She was about to stand up when Marceline kept a grip on her wrist.

Ouch. That was a bit painful Marceline!

With Marceline anchoring her hand, she stretched out her other arm to the vending machine where she could retrieve their cherry sodas. Thankfully, she didn't need to stand up since they were basically sprawled out just in front of the machine.

Suddenly, Bonnibel felt something on her wrist. She couldn't help but shriek out when she saw what Marceline was doing to her wrist, licking it. Marceline was licking her wrist! She was blushing furiously and she was embarrassed. What was Marceline doing to her?!

Bonnibel quickly pulled out her arm free from Marceline but she couldn't. She was strong. Looking at Marceline now, Bonnibel could see that she was opening her mouth, fangs growing longer and sharper. She then realized what Marceline was about to do.

Bonnibel suddenly became anxious. She panicked (which she never usually did) and was about to throw what she was holding (the soda) to Marceline when she felt the strong hand that was gripping her loosen up. She focused her attention at Marceline and saw that she was groaning and was curled up on the floor again.

Now that Bonnibel's hand was completely free from Marceline's powerful grip, she pulled open the lid of the aluminium cap and offered it to the girl lying on the floor. She was still feeling somewhat guilty although she knew that she didn't do anything wrong to her. She wasn't scared about Marceline biting her, she was actually curious in the feeling of it though she got a bit panicky about it.

Still holding the drink on her right hand, she pulled Marceline's shoulder using her other unused arm and then quickly wrapped it around her neck to hold her up making it easier when she would be drinking later on. Now that Marceline was sitting in an upright position, she closed the distance between their bodies more than ever and used her left leg to support Marceline's back so she wouldn't fall over. Just looking at their position made Bonnibel conscious of how close their bodies were. She blushed again.

Feeling the sudden movement, Marceline slightly opened her eyes. She saw that the pink girl was holding her drink in front of her, offering it to her. She also realized that she was sitting now, feeling the powerful leg supporting her back. Much to her pleasure in seeing red, Marceline grabbed the hands holding the cherry soda, steadying it.

But instead of taking it and drinking it normally, Bonnibel was shocked to see when Marceline bit the can, pouring some of its liquid content on her lap. She also got surprised when Marceline was sipping the color of the cherry soda instead of just drinking it. Bonnibel was suddenly intrigued in who Marceline was although she already got an idea of what she was for the reason of the difference in eating.

When Marceline was finished drinking red, she locked eyes on the pink girl once more. Now that her hunger was satiated, she was feeling in control again to herself.

Marceline was aware in her action not a while ago; she was about to sink her teeth into the pink girl's wrist for all she knew. Fortunately, she got a hold of herself before she sunk it. She remembered the time when she was staring in the girl's eye just like now. She didn't want to see pain behind those eyes so she turned away just before she bit her, fearing to hurt the beautiful lady in front of her.

Now that Marceline was back in her conscious state, she became flustered at seeing the complicated position they were both in. It seemed to Marceline that Bonnibel was cradling her head with Bonnibel's left arm around her neck, and then there was her body that was so close to her. She also realized that she was grasping her hands tightly and because of that she slowly untangled her own hands from her, embarrassed.

"You okay now?" the pink girl asked. Bonnibel wanted not to care for the demon but she couldn't. Some part of her was urging on to really help her in this kind of situation. She also could see color creeping Marceline's face and that was another reason why she just asked if Marceline was now okay.

I just didn't want her passing on me now, Bonnibel defended. To whom she was defending? Herself? Maybe, maybe not.

Marceline was going to answer the question when her reply got stuck on her throat. Her throat was so dry that she couldn't answer back so she just nodded her head.

Seeing the reason behind her action, Bonnibel picked her own cherry soda on the floor which she placed there earlier and then offered it to Marceline.

"Here. Uhm... drink this."

Marceline gladly accepted the offer. Now that her frenzied state was slowly disappearing, she took the drink from the girl's hand. Their hands slowly brushed each other. Earlier when this also happened, Marceline didn't notice how warm the girl's hand was, how perfect it was on her own hands, and how very familiar it was. She just now realized it. Bonnibel, on the other hand, felt a sudden jolt coursed through her body while Marceline suddenly felt light-headed from the contact. They were now blushing and Bonnibel lowered down her head, fearing that Marceline could see her red face.

Ugh! Come on Bonnie. Remember her distasteful manners two months ago! And don't fall for her weird antics.

She suddenly removed her arms rather quickly around Marceline's neck and her leg when she knew that Marceline could now support her own self.

As Bonnibel was opening the distance between them, Marceline felt sad. She didn't know why but the feeling of the girl around her made her remember some familiar pleasant feelings.

She was currently holding the cherry soda with two hands without the help of the girl's hand. Slowly, she placed the tip of her fangs on the coating of the can. She focused on not sinking it so its liquid content wouldn't pour just like the other time. Now that it was in position, she drank the red out completely tasting the overwhelming taste the color was giving to her. When she was done with the coating, she popped out the lid and then sipped the red of the liquid inside. On her first cherry soda, she couldn't do this fact because the fluid was already seeping out of its container but now she already could.

Now holding the redless drink, she thought about whether throwing it or just give it to the girl who offered her since it was still full. Her instincts were picking the former than the latter so without standing up, she threw it out in garbage can which was placed at the other side of store.

Marceline felt the girl standing up. She looked up to her and saw that her arms were crossed in her chest, seeing prying look behind those blue eyes.

"So...uhm what are you?" Bonnibel asked shyly. She was looking at the girl when she was drinking her soda, and Bonnie knew that she's not just a typical demon out there. Of course, she already had an idea of what she is; she just wanted the girl to admit it.

"Huh? But I thought you knew me?" Marceline answered back. She was at lost because the girl was always saying that they met two months ago. And now she's asking who I am?... Oh wait, she's asking what I am not who I am.

"Hmm. Well, at the first look, I thought you were demon, a distasteful demon. You just don't suddenly barged into someone else's room without any consent-"

"What?!"

"That happened two months ago."

Marceline couldn't remember "Well, you are certainly right about me being a demon but," she stood up and brushed dust from her pants. "I don't remember barging into somebody's room. I'm not kind of person."

"Well, if you say so." Bringing back the topic she was so curious about, she asked what Marceline was for the second time.

"You really don't know?"

"I already have an idea."

"So? If you really have an idea of what I am, then that's what I am."

"I want you to tell me what you are."

"I'm a demon. Okay?" Well, it's more of a half demon actually but anyway the girl didn't need to know that.

Bonnibel frowned. "I already know that."

"Then just say what your idea is. If you're right, I'll admit it."

Bonnibel didn't want to say what her idea was. She was embarrassed when people would make fun of her wrong doings and explanations. Though based on her observations, she was quite on the right track of what Marceline was. But still her excessive pride won out, she didn't want to admit it. And so she said, "No."

W-what? What did she just say?! No? What's the problem with this girl? Couldn't she just admit it first? Marceline wanted to get out of this conversation now. Even though she had a drink of red now, it wasn't enough to fill her hunger and the girl being cheeky in front of her was not helping. "Why can't you just say what your idea is?"

"It's... just. I..." Bonnibel sighed, now quiet.

An uneasy silence surrounded both of them until Marceline broke it.

"Look, I... really am, thank you. You know, about earlier and for everything" She smiled gratefully at Bonnibel. "But.. uhm, I don't know how to say it this but..."

"Just say it" Seeing Marceline looking all shy was not Bonnibel ever imagined to see.

"I have a favor to ask."

Bonnibel scrunched up her face. Huh? A favor? "Uhm... that depends on what you're asking of course."

"No, no. This is easy for you."

Bonnibel propped up her right leg, leaning her weight down. She wasn't sure about this.

Marceline saw the uneasiness behind the girl's body. She deeply sighed. She was working a way to make the girl say yes but she wasn't making it any helpful. She just needed her in this.

"I'll admit to you what I am," Marceline offered.

Bonnibel was still not satisfied by that and Marceline could see that.

"Uhm, you could question me anything, anything! And I will truthfully answer all of your questions, 10 questions specifically, just for this hour."

Bonnibel laughed when Marceline said 'for this hour' but she definitely liked that particular idea. Still she said, "You still owe me one, you know. And 10 questions are still a few to me."

"Pssh. Come on! I'm not rising up the stakes now," Marceline exclaimed.

"50 questions," Bonnibel proposed

"Whaaat?! That's way too many! I'm still standing on my 10 questions!"

"Well, I'm having my 50 questions on you. Also let me remind you once again. You owe me," Bonnibel wanted her 50 questions so badly. She was curious, very curious in Marceline and she wanted to ask her about her characteristics of being a demon.

Marceline groaned rather loudly, making Bonnibel robust in giggles. "Err, come on! How about 15 questions?" Marceline persisted.

"Would you like me to go now?"

"Of course, no! I mean no," Marceline said in a more calming way, she then took a deep breath. "Okay last offer, after this I will let you do what you want do and let's part ways."

Bonnibel nodded, amused. She was not even scared that Marceline was taunting her. For all she knew, Marceline really needed her help hence all the deals she offered to Bonnibel.

"20 questions," Marceline paused for a second before continuing, "you can ask me any questions in any time of our lives and I will," at this, Marceline crossed her finger across her chest just above her heart "answer truthfully."

Bonnibel smiled she was about to answer back when her digital watch beeped reminding her of the time. As much as she liked the games and dealing stuff, the time was now late and she was dead tired. She supposed it was now time to go home. She didn't know how to say that she needed to go now but she anyway said truth.

"Marceline, I like your offer, really, but I really need to go now. Farewell." she said with a voice laced with sadness before turning her back to Marceline and walked in a rather fast paced so she could get back in her manor immediately and get away from her.

Mouth wide agaped, Marceline just stared at the back of the pink girl's slowly retreating form. Suddenly, she ran up to her and grabbed her hand, eyes locked together once again.

"I'll let you do your experiments to me now," Marceline breathed out. Huh? What the glob are you saying Marce? And experiments?

Bonnibel was shocked, she was so shocked and was ecstatic about what she heard that she twisted her body, so she was facing Marceline, grabbed her hands in a business manner and said "Deal!" without even realizing how the hell Marceline knew about her passion about experiments when this was just her second time to meet her.

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