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Marshal: She doesn't own Adventure time or the Characters.
Chapter 7:
Marshal's POV:
I smiled as she fell asleep in my arms, she was so beautiful. I held her closer, her honey blonde hair with midnight black streaks, her navy blue eyes. . .Her curves so perfect. . . So right. Her skin so light, so delicate looking like a porcaline doll. . . My little bunny. . . My Fi, so beautiful, and so. . . What word could describe her now? I needed to train her as a vampire now. . . She couldn't go out in the day, there was a risk of some one recognize her. . . It was too high of a chance. I picked her up, she was so light now, I carried her to a room I set up for her, it had some animal pelts there for her, a small fridge willed with some cherries and blood backs. I also had given her some red Kool-Aid. Her room was a light purple, and had a window that overlooked the dark forest and a lake. I knew she would like the view. She had her adventure pack, it was a new one she had gotten last year, a black one, lighter and could carry more. I had her weapons in the closet. She stirred in my arms, I smiled, laying her on her bed. I walked out, I saw the sun rise from the window I had put in her room. I smiled. I walked downstairs, Marceline and Finn were still here, Cake gone. "Hey, what's up?" I asked.
"Who's upstairs?" Marcy asked. I blinked raising an eyebrow. "I can smell another vampire you know, she's not like us, can't burn, no bite." I chuckled, shaking my head.
"Some chick who I thought was pretty cool." I said. She sighed.
"Fionna?" Finn asked. I closed my eyes.
"Fi's dead Finn, she's not alive." I said, sounding hurt, my best acting yet. "You know she was close to me, and she killed herself in my cave. . . Right here, I couldn't stop her." I said, speaking the truth. "I was in the kitchen, and I heard her cry out when she stabbed herself. . . I ran out, and she said not to heal her. . . and to cremate her, and tell The kingdoms of her passing." I said, looking down. Finn blinked. Marcy rolled her eyes, floating upstairs, opening Fi's door. I held my breath.
"He was right Finn, some chick." She said, "She's too. . . curved to be Fionna." She said, "Her hair doesn't even match." She said calmly. She and Finn left, I sighed, floating upstairs, Fionna was awake, and she was changing her clothes, I blinked, watching from the door. Her skin looked soft as she found a black tanktop, and a dark blue lace shirt, and changed into some ripped shorts, showing her beautiful legs, so strong. . . So many wrong thoughts ran through my head. I blushed, floating away from the room. She walked out, and smiled at me. I smiled, regaining composure.
"Float training?" She asked. I nodded, walking her outside.
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