A/N: Thank you to all my followers and people who clicked on the 'favorites' button. Almost two hundred views! The feeling of support is amazing! Well, enough of me, presenting-after the disclaimer-chapter five!
Disclaimer: I don't own Adventure Time. I own your soul.
Chapter 5-Fiona's Point of View
Light flooded in from the window of my bedroom, waking me from my dream. I groaned and rolled out of bed, trudging to the open window. I was dressed in a blue tee-shirt and my underwear, my usual sleeping attire. Our Treehouse faced the Candy Kingdom so we always knew when Ice Queen was causing mischief, but she had been calm lately.
"You awake, Fi?" Cake's voice came from downstairs. I heard the sizzle of bacon pancakes and licked my lips.
"Yeah!" I called down, slipped on some socks, and ran to the kitchen downstairs to find Cake and Marshall sitting at the table. Remembering last night, I covered my face with my hand.
"Good morning, Fiona," Marshall chirped. I lowered my hand to find him smiling, biting his tongue to stifle a laugh. I looked down at what I was wearing: a blue tee-shirt that way too big and pink underwear. I shrieked and ran upstairs, hearing Marshall's laughing as I bounded up the steps.
My cheeks were as red as roses as I tip-toed down the steps, this time properly dressed with my bunny hat on my head, my long hair tucked inside. "What. The. Math. Were. You. Doing. Here. So. Early?" I asked, my eyes throwing daggers at Marshall. He looked taken aback and innocent, but I wasn't about to fall for that crap; my feelings were out of whack and I could still taste Flame Prince. Mmmm…
"Early? You forgot, I don't sleep. But I could see why you forgot, you're brain is probably still warm from getting so close to Prince Fireballs," Marshall explained, cracking up. My eyes filled with terror and my mouth gaped.
"How do you know about that?" I asked. My fists clenched and unclenched and my knees wobbled, so I plopped down on the bottom step of the stairs.
Cake cleared her throat, as if on cue. "I'm going to go see Lord Monochromicorn. You two…have fun. Work things out, or whatever," Cake said, smiling. As she left I could swear she winked at Marshall.
"What the Nightosphere, Fiona? You can't explain your feelings to me but suddenly this guy you've just met can hold all your secrets?" he looked genuinely hurt, which almost brought me to tears.
He stood up and held out his arms, as if he had read my mind. I ran into them, crying on that familiar shoulder. It was more like a silent weeping, but it was over as soon as it had started. We were then just standing there, my arms wrapped around Marshall as he stroked the extra hair poking from my hat, his head resting on the top of mine. When we let go of each other, Marshall looked down at me.
"Um, I'm sorry about last night. Not only did I try to kiss you at a really bad time, I can't believe I was stupid enough to speak up to Cake. Or to think that you'd ever go out with me now that Mr. Hotshot put his name on you," Marshall said, and I laughed at his joke.
"Marshall, don't ever think that I won't go out with you. That kiss with Flame Prince was a mistake; I mean, I hadn't even known him for a day! But I was a hot mess, and I really needed someone, and I really didn't want to fall in your arms with Cake and Gumball watching. Truth is, I don't know who I want to spend my life with yet. But I've narrowed it down to two people," I explained, smiling. Marshall looked at me and grinned a big, goofy grin.
His smile faded as he stepped forward and held my face with his hands, tracing my cheekbones with his thumbs. We both leaned in, eyes closed, lips parting. Our faces were inches away from each others' when the phone rang, scaring the living daylights out of us both. I stumbled over to the table and answered it.
"Hello?" I asked. There was heavy breathing on the other line.
"Fiona! You've got to help me, I can't believe this is happening. It's a matter of life and death. Candy Kingdom, quick!" Prince Gumball shouted and hung up. I dropped the phone and grabbed my backpack.
"Marshall! Candy Kingdom!" I shouted, and he understood. We ran out of the Treehouse and he leaped into the air, morphing into a demon as soon as I jumped on his back. We made it to the Candy Kingdom in record time.
As I looked around, all I could see was fire and smoke, and all I could hear were frightened voices and the roar of a beast from afar. We flew to the castle to see Gumball waving at us. Marshall landed and I leapt off, dashing to Gumball.
"What's wrong?" I shouted over the chaos. Marshall jogged over and pulled us inside, where the smoke was thin and the air breathable.
"Oh, Fiona. It's terrible; an ancient fire beast was accidentally summoned and is destroying the city. Flame Prince and Flame Queen are battling it, but we need you to destroy it for good," Gumball explained in a hurry.
"Wait, Flame Prince and Flame Queen are risking their lives battling this thing?" I asked.
"Yes, now let Flambo spit on you so you can fight," Gumball finished, and Flambo came out from behind a chair.
"Hey, Fiona! Haven't seen you in ages, girly!" Flambo exclaimed, and started chanting the fire-proof spell, concluding it with a glob of spit on my forehead, which made me blue.
"Thanks, Flambo," I said, and ran out of the kingdom into the flames.