Chapter 5 Stubborn Butt Face

Gumball left with a friendly goodbye. Once Marshall walked back into the room he went right back to his seat in which he floated over. Fiona, already in the middle of a game asked who was at the door. Not wanting to tell her what Gumball told him not to, he plainly said "An old friend from the underworld, you wouldn't know her."

"So it was an ex?" She said interrogating him.

"Oh, so if it WERE an ex you're implying you'd be jealous." He said inching closer to her.

"Jealous of what?!" she said guiltily.

"Like you don't know, you were about to kiss ME, and you're saying you wouldn't be jealous?" She paused the game and looked straight at his face and pecked him on the cheek, then smiled innocently.

"I guess I could be, if only you weren't such a butt face."

"Why are you so cute?" He meant to say that in his mind, for only him to hear.

"W-what? You think I'm cute?" She asked, with slight coloring to her face.

"Yea, in some ways. But sometimes you're just a stubborn little girl."

"Like, in what way am I cute?"She said ignoring his statement as she rested her arms on his shoulder, head on top. He's pretty tall so she had to sit on her knees to reach.

"Well I shouldn't have to explain myself to you; you're just cute, end of story." He said turning from her face, feeling embarrassed and if he could he'd be blushing the way she does when he flirts with her.

"That's pretty sweet for someone who doesn't like mushy stuff." She said jokingly.

"Fiona…" She blushed a bright red and turned away from his gaze. Marsh sees and smiles like the Cheshire Cat.

"See right there was a good example of you being cute!" He said pulling her into a tight hug, which made her blush even more."I could just eat you!"

"Why don't you?"

"Because I would die from your cuteness." He said seriously.

"Oh whatever." Fiona said clearly annoyed while trying to push him out of her personal space, he just squeezed until she gave up. The friendly glomp eventually turned into an embrace as she relaxed into hug. "I think I would be jealous if your ex was here." She said absentmindedly.

"I already knew that." Marshall whispered into her ear. She shivered in response and Marshall just laughed heartily as she harumphed.

"Hey Marshall it's getting pretty early, think I should get back to Cake before she gets poo brain from me being gone." She said not pausing her current game.

"See you later then?"

"Sure, think you can take me home though? Getting...kinda sleepy." She said with a yawn.

Marshall paused the game and helped her up from her seat. Marshall ended up carrying her out the door as she tiredly slept in his arms. Once they arrived at the tree house he opened her bedroom window and slipped her into the bed of monster furs. She reached out her hand to his arm and sleepily said "Mar...I can't go to sleep without a goodnight kiss." Wanting her to get some sleep he bent down and pecked her forehead. When he left she had a quizzical expression on her face as she stared at the window, the smell of strawberries filling her nostrils.

All the next day Marshall couldn't stop himself from thinking about Fiona instead of getting his much needed sleep, he then found himself thinking about what Gumball was saying the night before…

"Never tell her how much I really love her."

He grabbed a box of strawberries from the fridge noticing he was in need of a new box. "Eh, I'll get it tonight." He said with a shrug as he closed the fridge. And what was with his timing they were actually going to kiss. He then again found himself fawning over the girl who technically was living in his house, even though he let them live there its still his. Then he started thinking about his old house and who used to live there with him, Ashley. His evil ex who traded in his most prized position to a witch for some stupid wand that did absolutely nothing.

Marshall punched his couch in anger at this thought until he remembered who found it and gave it back to him, Fiona, his little human that he just met when she was a mere 13 year old and he tricked her into being his henchman (woman). He also remembered her kicking Ashley like some crazy person. Maybe he's in love, maybe he has something else going on in his mind about Fiona. He can't really tell. So instead of doing what a normal boy would do and go see her, he just sits on his couch for the rest of the day singing love songs for his little spitfire who wears a bunny hat.