Woah! Two chapters a day? That's radical! Anyways, here's the first chapter for today, enjoy! (or don't, I don't want you to enjoy it just because you feel obligated)

3. Truth or Dare and Balls

A shadowy figure materialized outside the window of Fionna's bedroom. I opened the window to let her in.

"Hey Marcy." I said, giving her a quick peck on the lips.

"Hi Finn. Did you get those two together?" she asked.

"Yeah, they're downstairs right now."

"Cool dude. I just knew they'd be perfect together."

"Well, they should be, because they're pretty much us, but different genders!" I said.

Marceline made a thoughtful face.

"Yeah, I guess you're right."

"Hmm?" a sleep-filled voiced mumbled from a dresser.

"Oh, I'm sorry Cake. Did we wake you?" I politely asked.

"Yeah, but it was 'bout time I woke up anyways. Hiya Marceline." said the tired cat. "Woah, wait, since when did you two get here?"

"Well, I got here a few hours ago, and Marcy just got here a minute ago."

"It's so good to see you again, sugar!" Cake said affectionately, growing to my size and wrapping her arms around my neck in a motherly hug.

"It's good to see you too, Cake." I replied, returning the embrace.

"If we're done with all the lovey-dovey stuff here, I'd like to go say 'hello' to my brother." said Marcy.

"I'm not so sure if that's such a good idea." I said nervously.

"Why not, baby?" asked Cake curiously. Suddenly, Marceline got a mischievous glint in her eye.

"Oh no. Marcy, please don't." I pleaded.

"There's no reason," said Marceline, "You could go down there right now."

"I think I will." said Cake, "I'm a bit peckish."

Without letting me get another word in, Cake left, disappearing down the ladder.

"Did you have to do that?" I asked.

"No, but I'm sure Cake will be more understanding than Jake was." she smirked.

"You had better be right, Marcy. For your sake." I said, narrowing my eyes at the vampire and pointing.

"WHAT'S GOIN' ON IN HERE?" screamed an unmistakably feline voice from downstairs.

"See? I told you she'd be more understanding! She's not trying to kill Marshall!" said Marcy.

I rolled my eyes.

"I guess." I said, still not entirely convinced. "Let's go see how things are going."

Both of us proceeded down the ladder.

"Hey Mar-mar." Marceline said nonchalantly. "Need some help?"

He shot her a glare from his location on the ceiling that said: No, I don't. That's why I'm up here!

Marceline rolled her eyes, and walked over to Cake, who was trying to scratch Marshall, and whispered a few words in her ear. Cake immediately calmed down.

"Okay, Marshall! You can come down now!" shouted Marcy.

"Are you sure?" he said nervously.

"Yeah, come down already, scaredy-cat!" I teased. "No offense, Cake."

"None taken, sweety."

Marshall hesitantly floated down.

"Hey Marcy." he said, greeting his sister.

"Sup?" she replied.

I guess vampires aren't very much for emotions.

I walked up behind Marcy and snaked my arms around her waist, putting my head on her shoulder.

"So, I heard that Gumball is throwing a ball tomorrow night." I said.

"That's right." replied Fionna.

"So, are we going?" asked Marcy.

"Sure, why not?" said Cake.

"Alright, it's settled!" I said.

"Do I have a say in this?" asked Marshall.

"Umm... yeah, I guess." said Fionna.

"Cool! Let's do it!" he said enthusiastically.

"Okay then." I said.

"So what should we do until then?" asked Marcy.

I smirked at her.

"What?" she asked.

"You know what I'm gonna say next." I said gleefully.

"Oh no. No no no no no! Finn, please!" she pleaded.

"What?" asked Fionna.

"Truth or Dare!" I shouted as loudly and dramatically as possible.

Marceline groaned.

"Oh, math!" exclaimed Fionna.

"Come on Marcy, it'll be fun!" said Marshall.

"Fine, I'll play. But I'm not gonna be happy about it." she said grumpily.

We arranged ourselves in a triangle. Marcy had settled comfortably in my lap, and the other pair had arranged themselves similarly. Which left Cake, sitting all by her lonesome.

"Okay, you people know the rules. If you chicken out of a dare, you have to take one article of clothing off. If you get asked, it's your turn after you choose truth or dare."

"Yeah, yeah. We know the rules, Finn. Now let's just play." grumbled Marceline.

"Sheesh, okay." I said, putting my hands up in defense. "Marshall, truth or dare?"

"Truth." he said.

"Chicken." Marceline said, trying and failing to disguise it as a cough. Marshall gave her a flat look.

"Anyways," I said, bringing their attention back to me, "How long have you loved my sister?"

Marshall blushed, dropping the badass loner vampire facade.

"Hmm... let me think. Ever since I met her, I've kinda liked her." he said.

"Aww, that's sweet!" cooed Fionna, and snuggled closer to him.

"Cake, truth or dare?" he asked.

"Dare me!" she replied confidently.

"I dare you to sneak into Ice Queen's fortress and shave off her eyebrows!"

"Psshh, you call that a challenge? Follow me!" And she marched off to the Ice Kingdom.

Minutes later, were all watching from the window as Cake, who had shrunk down, (there was no rule against it) crept up beside a sleeping Ice Queen. With one deft motion, Cake produced a pair of scissors, cut off one, then the other eyebrow, and was back outside with us.

"Impressive, cat." said Marshall once we were back at the treefort.

"Thank you! Finn, truth or dare?"

"Hmm..." I had to think about it. "Dare!"

"I dare you to punch Marshall Lee!"

I could feel my eyes widen. I saw the pleading look in Fionna's eyes.

"No way." I said, and took off my shirt.

"Thanks, bro. I can see that that would've hurt." said Marshall, gesturing towards my muscular chest.

My cheeks heated up a little, and I felt hugely self-conscious all of a sudden.

"Ha, no need to blush, teddy bear. I think it's sexy." said Marcy, and kissed my cheek.

Everyone was looking at me with a look that said: 'Teddy bear'? Really? I shot them all death glares. That seemed to make them a little more serious.

"Okay, Fionna, truth or dare?" I said.

But before she could answer, a knock came from the door.

"I'll get it!" said Fionna, and she made to get up, but Marshall swept her off her feet, and answered the door like that, with her in his arms, giggling like a schoolgirl.

"Who is it?" he asked.

"It's me!" shouted Prince Gumball.

"Oh, then just let yourself in!" called Fionna, who had now rearranged herself on top of Marshall. They had gone back to where they were sitting when they knew it was only Gumball at the door.

Gumball opened the door and was greeted by a very peculiar sight. Two humans, two vampires, and a cat, sitting in a triangle, in each others' laps, with one of the humans shirtless. His mouth hung open when he saw that it was Fionna that was sitting in Marshall's lap. I assumed that it wasn't from jealousy, because Marshall had filled me in on the candy prince's little visit with him the night before when we talked outside. More like surprise. Surprise that things were going so quickly.

"I just came by to invite you to the-" he started, but was cut off.

"Yeah, we know about the ball. We plan on going." said Fionna.

"Wonderful!" he exclaimed. "Please, continue whatever... this is." He made a slightly grossed out face and gestured to the whole scene.

"Truth or Dare." I explained.

"Ah, I see." he replied knowingly. "I hope to see you all tomorrow at 6:30 pm sharp!"

"Don't worry, you will." I said.

Boom! End of chapter 3. Not much to say here, other than 'GRRR! I HATE YOU FANART! YOU ARE THE REASON FOR THIS LATE UPDATE!'

The lonely god reveals himself.