A/N: My gratitude to ARTGirl99! Thank you; I'm glad you like the story so far!
Disclaimer: I. Do not. Own. Adventure Time! :)
Chapter 7- Fiona's Point of View
Groaning, I rubbed my head and opened my eyes to Gumball's infirmary. I shielded my eyes from the bright light and groggily sat up to find Cake sitting at the edge of my bed.
"Cake?" I muttered and she turned to me, smiling. She rubbed my head and gently hugged me.
"Hey baby, how you doin'?" she asked softly.
"Tired, but other than that, fine," I replied, yawning. I pulled back the sheets and stood up, looking around.
We were in a private room; all that was in it was the bed, a chair, a closet, bathroom, and a table where my backpack and hat laid. I stretched, my stiff bones making a loud popping sound.
"What happened? I mean, I remember defeating the beast with Flame Prince and King, then Marshall and Gumball came over, and then black. Did I pass out or something?" I asked, walking over to the table and touching my hat, which had been washed.
"Gumball said you had suffered a blow to the side, causing internal bleeding along with an external wound. He was able to clear everything up because of where the blood was, but he said you're lucky you weren't paralyzed," Cake explained, sniffing.
I looked down to find myself dressed in nothing but a thin paper gown. "Ummm…" I began.
Cake glanced at me, then nodded. "Let me get you a pair of clothes," she said, then sauntered to the closet, pulling out my shirt and skirt, socks and shoes, and all that other stuff.
I went into the bathroom and changed, and when I came out I felt awesome. I shut the door behind me and turned to find Marshall's face inches from mine. He grinned and I grinned back, wrapping my arms around his neck and burying my face in his hair, closing my eyes and breathing in his scent. He slowly wrapped his arms around me, and we stood there for a long tim, silent. Finally Marshall broke the silence.
"I thought you were gone," he whispered, his voice breaking. I let go of Marshall, but he still had his arms around me. "You were asleep for seven days," he muttered, gazing into my eyes. I gazed back into his, then closed my eyes and looked away.
"Déjà vu, right Marshall? We're gonna be inches away from each other and something's going to distract us, like always," I said, looking back at him. He smiled.
"This time nothing's going to happen. I promise," he assured me. I smirked.
"Then what are you waiting for?" I asked, grabbing his shirt collar and pulling, sending his lips onto mine. Marshall was frozen in shock, but then tightened his arms and tilted his head. I wrapped an arm around his neck and put all of my emotions into the kiss, everything I felt about him flowed into that one kiss. It seemed like ages until finally Marshall pulled back, heavily breathing. I bit my lip, trying not to pant. Then we both started laughing, my forhead on his chest.
"So…you've had that balled up inside you for all those years?" Marshall asked, running his fingers though his hair.
"Yeah, and I could do it again," I replied, smiling. I sat on the bed and sighed, and Marshall sauntered to the door.
"Are we, like, a thing now?" he asked, turning on his heel and grinning at me.
"We just made out. I think that makes us a thing," I said, smiling back. He laughed, bit his tongue, and ran out of the room, leaving me sitting by myself.
A/N: Oh my glob! This chapter kept me up all night, and I really hope I don't regret going with it. But make no mimstake, fans of Fiona and Gumball and Fiona and Flame Prince, I still haven't made up my mind who she really loves!