Shopping...there aren't even shops in Aaa! Thank you to all who reviewed, you guys are awesome. And yes, they were cosplaying as people from Black Butler. I just kinda chose that, I've never seen Sailor Moon or any of that. You will see the animes I've seen on my profile. So...yeah. Shopping.

Marshall held up his umbrella, shielding him from the sun. "Hey Fi, you coming?" He called over his shoulder.

Fionna stumbled after him, a sword in her hand. "Calm down, I'm coming!" She shouted.

Finally she caught up to him and walked alongside him. "So where are we going anyway?" She asked.

"Nowhere that you will need a sword" he answered.

Fionna pursed her lips. "Better to be safe than sorry." she mumbled.

"I don't think any monster would bother. I mean come on," he motioned to himself, "I'm the vampire king. Not like they're going to win in a fight."

"I keep forgetting your a king." Fionna said.

Marshall nudged her. "So how does it feel to be dating a king?" he asked.

"Pretty great actually" Fionna laughed.

Marshall gave her one of his goofy grins before looking ahead. He stopped and wrapped his arms around Fionna's head, covering her eyes.

"Marshall! Get off of me." Fionna said, hitting at his arms.

Marshall shook his head. "No, now just walk forward." He commanded.

Fionna did as she was told until Marshall pulled her back and unwrapped his arms from around her head. Before her was a cheap looking stand that displayed items like swords and magic rings.

"Take your pick." Marshall said.

"Marshall! This stuff probably costs a ton." Fionna mumbled, gazing at a golden sword.

"Well, this guy owes me for saving his life. So it's free. Now pick something." Marshall said.

Fionna hesitantly grabbed the sword and lifted it up. "This thing is awesome!" she gasped.

The man behind the stand smiled. "Nice choice my dear" he said in a wheezy voice, "That sword is one of the best I have come across in my years."

"What does it do?" Fionna asked.

"Well, it doesn't exactly have magical powers like all the other swords but it looks cool eh?" He cackled.

Fionna looked at Marshall. "Can I have it?" she asked.

Marshall smirked. "Yeah." He nodded at the vendor before leading Fionna away from the stand. He bent his head close to hers and whispered "Don't talk to that guy ever again. Especially if I'm not around."

Fionna raises a brow. "Why not? He seems nice enough." She said.

"He's a registered sex offender. But he has nice stuff in his shop." He said.

Fionna gaped at him. "Uh...okay." She said.