This is not a chapter but was the original second chapter for this story. As you can see it was to similar to the first part and I decided against using it, at the last minute I said "Nope gonna re-write this entire thing." I cant stand setting something up and going at it the same way, especially something like this. Why did I chose to show this to you? Because I want you to look at the amount of work I do to make my stories better. This is a completely rough draft and I hated every second of writing this part. It bothered me that I would put my name on something that I was less then thrilled with. Dont put effort into it if you are not going to love it!

After everyone had left for the night, Cake and I were cleaning up the mess left behind from the currently completed movie night. Even though we have to stay up a bit later than normal to clean up the mess, we dont mind as long as everyone has had a good time and enjoyed themselves.

"Well baby, I think this movie night was another complete success!" said cake as she used her shovel hand to place waste into the garbage bag that I was holding.

"Yeah, I think everyone enjoyed the movie and company!"

Cake smirked "Yeah I think Marshall enjoyed it especially~." as she sang the last part.

I only looked at her a bit confused "What do you mean? Why would Marshall enjoy it more than the others, I mean he has already seen the movie."

"Heh, I know that but, well, I'll let you figure that one out. Whew I'm tired, think I'll call it a night, be a sweetheart and toss out the trash for me, oh and dont stay up all night dear." was all Cake said as she stretched up to our room. I rushed up to the ladder after Cake and shoutted up to her.

"Wait what did you mean?" I waited for a moment with no response, I grumbled to myself and made my way outside the tree fort to dispose of the trash. As I walked back into the tree fort I began to wonder what Cake had meant when she said 'Especially Marshall' and why she had to emphisis that last part to me? Was there something Cake knew that I didnt, I decided to break down the entire night and see what I was missing. Okay so the night started like any other, Prince Gumball, Marshall Lee, LSP, Tree Trunks, Lord Monochromicorn, Shellby and BMO were all there, and we talked, then watched the movie. I feel as though I am forgetting something important so I play the start of the night in my head again. So everyone comes in and we chat before the movie like always, I was talking to Gumball when Marshall cut him off and then we started talking.

Now that I think about, Marshall does that alot now and not just interrupting me when I am talking to Gumball, which is normal but interrupting anyone I talk to...

"Maybe it's because we've been talking to much lately?" I say to no one in general as I sit on the sofa.

Now that I think about it, we have been hanging around each other quite a bit. We've literally hung out all week before movie night, either he comes here first thing in the morning or if I go for a walk to clear my head after an adventure, I somehow end up at his place. We just talk too, like nothing else is even happening around us. I take off my bunny hat and my hair falls down around me, for some reason I feel a little warmer. I've been adventuring with Cake all but one day this week and now that I think about it, I've gone to his house almost everyday and stayed till way after the sun has set. He has flown me home all week, I told him I could walk but he insisted.

I feel myself start to blush as I realize that he carried me... in his arms... above the clouds and he looked so handsome in the moonlight. "Whoa! Did I just think that... about Marshall?"

I say while placing my hand over my forehead. I mean yeah, I felt safe and it was nice to be held by him... I mean to hold him...I-I-I mean to hold onto him... I MEAN FLY, YEAH, FLY! That blush was coming on strong, if I were to get any warmer I could rival anyone in the fire kingdom. But now I am getting off track, so we talked a while and then the movie started and for some reason I could feel someone watching me but it was too dark to see. But when the lights came on... Marshall was staring at me. I was staring right into his eyes, oh those beautiful black eyes he has.

"WHY DO I KEEP DOING THAT!" I whisper-screamed, those eyes oh glob those dark eyes that seem to go on forever.

"Okay... no, I shouldn't think like this, Marshy is just my best bud, yeah." I say to reassure myself that this is only reason I say this, I start feeling tired as my eyeslips start to drop.

Maybe you like him?

My eyes shoot wide open "Maybe I like him?" I whisper "No, Marshy is just being his goofy, kind, swe- uh..." I let my face hit the coffee table. Okay my face is fully red at this point and I think it's so hot that it's making a scorch mark on the table. Okay Marshy is one of my best buds, so it would only be natural to notice things like this, right? I mean we're just friends, nothing more, nothing less. I mean he is evil, well he says he is evil but I know how kind and caring he can be. I mean like when he sees me walking home after a fight with the Ice Queen, all cut up and bruised he makes me sit down so he can put bandages and ointment on me. It's not like I couldn't do this on my own, it's not like I enjoy him showing so much care for me

"Then why do I let him?" crap did I just say that? My brain and mouth are having a conversation without me here.

"Is it because I enjoy the attention he gives to me, as he looks worried when he sees how bad of a shape I come back in or how we laugh when I tell him how I knocked the Ice Queens lights out." why does it sound like I enjoy this!

Because I do enjoy it, I enjoy every second of it! He laughs at all the good parts and that laugh of his is so full of life! He says he is dead but I can hear it, especially when he sings!

"Oh man... I am getting into some seriously donk'd up thoughts here!" but his voice is so powerful and smooth. When he speaks to me, I just want to listen and when he says my name; it gives me slight chills. I spring back up into the sitting position on the sofa, my eyes are huge my breath is heavy and my mind is racing... "I like Marshall Lee."

I like Marshall Lee, or is it something more... okay so lets go down a quick list.

I feel safe when he is around.

He is kind and caring

I like being around him

His voice is golden

He is handsome

He is handsome isnt he, I mean his short wavy hair just flows so nicely. His eyes are wonderful to look into and his smile. It may scare others because of his fangs but I find them oddly welcoming. I felt my heart race and my stomach felt like it was filled with butterflies, I've taken on so many creatures and dealt with so many problems but now... well I feel scared.

"I think like isnt a strong enough word anymore. I-I think I may love him. I love Marshall-no, I love Marshy. My Marshy." it feels wierd to say this out loud and that feeling of being scared is still there. Though its tiny compared to the feeling of warmth that spread thoughout me when I say it again

"My Marshy."

I look at window and see the sun is already starting to rise "You know I wish I could get the chance to tell him all this, if only the opprotunity would aries." I start to walk towards the ladder

Knock. Knock. Knock.