She groaned as she opened her eyes slowly, looking around. The room was purple all around, with posters of hard core rockers and a sound system against the farthest wall. Fiona tried to remember what had happened to her. She had been at then cliff, then Marshall Lee had showed up. Marshall Lee! She jumped up remembering everything now and looked at her arm. It was completely healed up. The only indication of the former burn was a light pink ring around it. She then looked down at her body. She was wearing one of Marshall's baggy rocker tees. Marshall must have had to take my clothes off of me from the burns. She sighed and got up running her fingers through her hair. Marshall was so sweet. He acted like he didn't care a lot but this just showed that he did. That was one of the reasons she loved him so much.
She grabbed her back pack, pulling out her spare outfit she always kept in it and pulled it out. After she put her hair back up in her bunny hat, she walked over to the ladder and climbed down it. Marshall was playing on his bass, humming to a song. She smiled, leaning against the door frame as she watched him. His music always made her feel awesome and this was no different. He turned her direction and stopped, setting his guitar to the side. Floating over to her, Marshall took her one of her hands, placing his other hand against her cheek. "You're okay."
She felt her cheeks begin to burn as she smiled at him, "Of course I am. I'm tougher than I look."
He shook his head smiling, then out of nowhere wrapped his arm around her waist, pressing her body against his. "Fiona, do me a favor, just shut up." She looked up at him in shock then before she could respond, Marshall leaned down and brushed his lips against hers. It was a soft light kiss, but it quickly grew into a more passionate embrace, her lips responded with his quickly, her arms snaking around his neck. Marshall floated them up into the air as they continued to kiss. The only thing that broke it apart was when Fiona had to breathe.
"M-Marshall!" She looked up at him, her cheeks were red as velvet. Marshall smiled down at her and kissed her forehead then leaned back to look into her eyes.
"Fiona, I love you, I have since the day I met you. We work so perfectly together, I don't think I could bear it if I ever lost you." He stared at her, eyes shining, and Fiona could tell he was telling the truth. It had been what she had always wanted to hear from him and now that she had, she was at a loss for words.
"Marshall Lee…I love you, too." She smiled as she looked up at him, holding herself to him gently. A grin spread across Marshall's face as he leaned down and kissed her again. She kissed him back, feeling a bubbling happy emotion course under her skin. The place in her heart that was so empty with feelings of loneliness was finally filled. She giggled as they finally broke the kiss and looked up at him, "So…uh…..does this mean we are boyfriend and girlfriend?"
Marshall laughed setting her down on the couch and floated above her, "Yes human, this means we are dating."
Fiona giggled then her eyes widened. "I need to talk to Cake!" Marshall broke into another laugh then picked Fiona up, bridal style, and flew out the door with her before she realized what was happening.
"I think I should be there when you tell her so she can kick my ass then and there." Marshall shook his head. "I can't believe I'm going to let a cat beat me up!"
Fiona laughed as they flew across the Ice Mountains. This was probably the happiest day of her life. They landed in front of the tree house and Marshall set her on her feet. He then took her hand, lacing their fingers together as Fiona walked inside.
Cake jumped down the steps as soon as they walked to the door. "FIONA! Girl you know you were supposed to call me if you weren't going to come home last night!" Cake froze when she saw Marshall and her eyes widened even more when she saw their hands. "F-Fiona? What's going on girl?"
"U-Uh…Marshall and I are dating, Cake!" Fiona smiled sheepishly. Then her eyes widened as she remembered the night before. "Cake! Has PG and FP been here lately?"
"What? No. Why, what's wrong?" Fiona stared at Cake, sadness from her friends betraying her and anger that they hurt Marshall coursing through her gut, then she started to tell Cake what happened last night, Marshall cut in eventually and finished the story. They both left out their romantic interlude as they finished the story and when they finished, Cake's hair was standing on end. "Those bastards, I always thought that FP was odd but Gumball? OOHHH this just makes me want to walk right up to the candy kingdom and kick his ass!"
"Yeah, I know what you mean! I couldn't believe they would stoop this low." Fiona jerked her hand out and slammed it into the wall, causing it to crack and buckle slightly. Marshall grabbed her hand quickly and jerked it back out of the wall, staring at it. Her knuckles were bruised and there was a small gash across the top of her hand.
"Fiona….there is nothing you can do, so just calm down." Marshall mumbled, rubbing his finger across her cut. Fiona watched as it sealed up slowly, then she stared at Marshall, mouth gaping open.
"Marshall Lee…What did you just do?" She stared at her hand in disbelief, Marshall had just healed her.
Marshall stared at her for a moment then smiled sheepishly. "Oh…..My blood can heal anything. That's how I healed your burns too."
"That is so COOL!" Fiona jumped up punching his arm lightly, grinning as she pushed Gumball and Igneous out of her head. Marshall laughed flipping upside down in the air and kissed Fiona's forehead. They stared at each other for a long moment, then broke eye contact when Cake started "coughing."
"Mhm, well I have a date with Monochrome today, so I'll leave you love birds to be alone." Cake winked at Fiona then ran out the front door. Fiona blushed and looked up at Marshall who was floating above her, watching her in silence, a grin on his face.
"So, Fi, what are we going to do today?" Marshall smiled floating down to her, landing softly in front of her.
Fiona smiled, her cheeks reddening when he said her nickname, "I don't know, watch a movie?" Marshall shook his head, "Go jump into dungeons?" He shook his head again, "Hmm….." Fiona smirked staring at Marshall as she slipped backpack off her shoulders and let it drop to the ground. Marshall eyed her suspiciously, then before he could react she jumped into the air and landed on top of him, slamming him into the ground.
"Ugh! Damn Fi! You sure know how to read my mind!" He laughed, hooking his foot into her gut and lifted her into the air flinging her back off of him and onto her own back.
"Oof!" She groaned, looking up at the ceiling for moment, then she jumped to her feet in a flip. She spun on her heel, looking up at Marshall, who was up towards the ceiling. His eyes had become black, with red pupils like vertical slits.
"You picked a fight with the wrong half demon!" He laughed and flew down toward her. She gasped then flipped to her ladder and started climbing up it, just when her hands landed on the top wrung, she felt a cold hand wrap around her ankle and jerk her back down. Screaming, she fell backwards into Marshall's chest. He laughed, wrapping his arms around her arms and waist pinning her back against his chest. She gasped, struggling against his body.
"NO FAIR!" She screamed, kicking into the air in front of her. Marshall laughed manically in her ear, shifting her hands so he was gripping both of her wrists with one hand. With his free hand, he jerked her cap off of her head and threw it to the side, letting her hair fall around her shoulders. Fiona's hair was long enough that it draped down to the small of her back. It was so much longer before but she gave it up to an evil wizard who wanted hair to look handsome. Marshall was now running his fingers through her hair, combing it down from what she could feel, then her grabbed a fist full of it and pulled her head back. She gasped, freezing his arms, and she felt his lips brush against her ear.
"Good little girl, always picking a fight with me, you know that I'm bad, but you're spending the night with me, what do you want from my world? You're a good little girl." Fiona recognized the song immediately. It was the one he made up at LSP's party.
Fiona sung back, "Bad little boy. That's what you're acting like, I really don't buy, that you're that kind of guy, and if are why do you want to hang out with me."
"Don't you know I'm a villain? Every night I'm out killin', sendin' everyone runnin' like children, I know why you're mad at me, I got demon eyes and their lookin' right through your anatomy, into your deepest fears, baby I'm not from here, I'm from the nightosphere, to me you're clear, transparent, you got a thing for me girl, its apparent."
Fiona blushed, looking up at the ceiling, as she felt his lips move from her ear to her neck. He pressed his lips to it softly, sucking a little, then just like that, he let her go, letting her drop to the ground. She landed on her hands and knees, her hair falling in her face. She then slowly stood up, pushing her hair away and looked up at Marshall. He was standing at the other end of the room, his eyes were back to normal and a smirk was spreading across his face. He was wearing his usual red flannel button up, blue jeans, and his red converses. Honestly, in Fiona's opinion, Marshall never looked hotter. She slowly began walking towards him, holding her hands out towards him. His eyes softened as he met her in the middle and wrapped one arm around her waist. He placed his other hand on her cheek and watched her, without saying a word. Fiona finally broke the silence.
"Marshall….I'm scared." She frowned, looking up at him, her eyes watering slightly.
"Why are you scared?"
"I'm afraid that Gumball and Igneous are going to try something again. You know Cake is going to let this spread all over AAA and it's going to reach both of them. They may come back and do something worse." She bit her lower lip, turning her face to the ground. Marshall hooked his thumb under her chin and turned her face back up to his.
"Calm down, Fi. I will be ready this time if they try anything, and I know you are strong enough to take them too. But I am starting to think that maybe we should stay together for a while. Like, I stay here one night, you stay at mine the next, then back and forth like that." He looked at her seriously, pulling her slightly closer. She felt so safe in his arms, like with him there, they could take on anything the world through at them.
"Yeah, I agree. I think we should stay here tonight, since we are already here." She remarked, looking up Marshall.
He nodded, wrapping his other arm around her waist, then floated them both up the ladder and into the living room. He sat them down on the couch, with Fiona sitting in his lap. Staring absent mindedly at the floor, Fiona pulled her hair over one shoulder and ran her fingers through it over and over again. Marshall was sitting in silence as well, staring at her, rubbing her back softly.
"Fi, I know you are worried, but let's just forget it right now, okay?" He leaned in, kissing her cheek, which caused Fiona to blink and look at him.
"You're right. We are safe-," She jumped up when she heard a loud boom that shook the house slightly. "What was that!?"
Marshall flew over to the window and looked outside. Fiona noticed that he looked like a lion who was poised and ready for any threat. He relaxed once he got a good look outside. "It's just a thunderstorm starting." Fiona heard another crack of thunder then the rain began to pour, hitting the roof of the house. She knew it was just rain but she couldn't move, something in her gut said it was more than that.
That was when it happened.
