Author: *sitting casually up in her home, thinking about the wonders of life when a awesome dude by the name of Dave Strider gives her a not so friendly tap to the noggin* OW! The fuck was that for?!

Dave Strider: Because you grub, You haven't updated this motherfucking story since mothefucking November

Author: *frowns and login into her account* it couldn't have been that long...*pauses before jumping up* HOLY FUCKSTEAKS, IT HAVE BEEN THAT LONG! SHIT, I GOTTA UPDATE BEFORE PEOPLE WILL BELIEVE I'M DEAD! *dashes off*

Yeaaaaaaah...it's been a long time huh? Look, sorry for being such an asshat to you guys and ditching you for months on end on this story. First it was me developing writer's block, then starting school, then trying out for a writing competition and ended up losing it and falling into a deep depression thinking how much of a failure I am as a author...

Dave: No one gives a shit bro, hurry up and get this over with.

Yeah yeah yeah. By the way, my writing style is gonna be a lot more different now considering how much I grown as a writer and whatever. I don't know if it's gonna still be funny enough or not. But I will still try my best to keep it interesting and whatnot.

Dave: *sips apple juice* also, she does not own AT or Me. So get on with the story.

"well, seeing that both of you are stuck in a cramp closet together, with your face red and your skirt a bit hitched, I'm pretty sure there's nothing to explain" Princess Bubblegum giggled as Prince Gumball let out a chuckle as well,standing close behind the Princess. Marceline cheeks flushed even more red as she quickly got onto her feet and hovered a couple of inches above the ground, crossing her arms over her chest.

"We were NOT doing anything" The Vampire Queen hissed, her eyes flashing bright red dangerously, "I saw Ash in the party and Marshall pulled me into the closet to hide me from the complete tool bag, that's all"

"Oh come on baby, you ain't got to lie!" Marshall grinned as he hovered behind her, wrapping his arm around her shoulder, "They're our best chumps, so they won't mind us telling them about how you were all over me in the closet there! There's nothing to be ashamed about!"

Marceline eye twitch as her eyes burned bright red again, before a sweet smile spread across her face. She then leaned into Marshall Lee chest and cooo softly, "oh honey..." and once they're lips were a centimeter apart, she reared back her fist and punched him square in the stomach, before hissing "NOT EVEN IN YOUR DREAMS!" Shebrushed her long hair behind her shoulder casually and stepped over the hunched King, making her way out the party, calling over her shoulder "Come on PB, this party is getting washed out" and waited as Bubblegum followed her outside before continuing on.

Marshall wheezed and coughed as he kneeled on the ground, clutching at his aching stomach. He then grinned weakly as he stared up at the prince and squeaked, "she wants mee" and collapsing onto his side and continued to clutch onto his belly as his friend stared down at him shamefully, heaving a huge sigh, followed by stating simply, "You are such a dumbsurous"

A blonde headed boy looked down simply at the fallen vampire, sipped his apple juice, and uttered "Asshat" before continuing on to check on that sweden guy who's been running amok at the party, followed by a monster. Ironically of course.

Dave: That's all I get, just one line?

Shut up Strider, it took me so much effort to write that. it's short and sort of stupid, but it's progress mofo!

Dave: Irony man. Anyways, leave some reviews and favorites for this little shit for brains so she can update faster and reply back in the AN of the next chapter, also so she can write a better and longer chapter. Strider and writer is out!