Hey y'all it's been like a year since I last updated?! Oh well I decided to keep on keepin on with this story so if anyone is still Interested...lets kick off chapter 6! P.S don't forget to comment!

Chapter 6: Awkward Encounter

In love with Marshall Lee?! No, that's crazy talk woman...but still...I thought looking up at the stars and the moon smiling down on me.

It does seem to make sense...Hmph! I have enormous problems of my own trying to figure out who I am. I don't need any distractions.

I started walking away from the lights and the music flowing from the castle, then stopped.

Maybe figuring out if I love him or not will help me figure out the rest of me...Ugh, I thought rolling my eyes, Well Fi, you might as well and try to play it cool so you don't make a gum wad of yourself.

There was a sudden cool summer breeze which made me shiver any it dawned on me that I was about to leave without Cake.

How daft could I be?

Retracing my steps back to the castle , I walked through the doors for the third time that day and stood on my tip toes trying to get a better vantage point on trying to find my fluffy friend.

Suddenly I began to defy gravity

"W-Woah! What the Glob?!" Looking around franticly I realized that I was being lifted up by a black haired someone with red colored converse.

"M-Marshall! What are you doing?! Put me down!" I more than yelled.

"As you wish Fi." Marshall replied, a hint of a smirk in his words.

He let go of my-waist? And I busted my ass on the stone cold floor (while Marshall was still in the air) causing everyone to stare at me, not for the first time that night. I heard a few snickers and a giggle from SweetTart who I just realized was standing close...too close I thought.

Glob I'm glad I wore shorts underneath this dress or I would have flashed all of the freaking Candy Kingdom! How unfortunate that would have been...those poor souls.

Standing up hastily and rubbing my smarting bum I shrieked "Hey! What was that for?!"y

Marshall had mock confusion plastered on his face.

"Well I believe that I was helping you Fionna. Were you trying to grow taller? Because I don't think that's how it works." He Added flippantly.

That earned another giggle from SweetTart.

I glared at her.

"Hey Fi, what's wrong with your face? Are you having a stroke?" He poked my face.

I swatted it away. Glob he was being more annoying than usual! He must be showing off for SweetTart. The thought made me want to wretch all over her pretty dress.

"No you sadistic pansy-cake! I was looking for Cake so we can leave, actually." I huffed crossing my arms.

Marshall however looked very amused.

"Are we finally moving to pet names Fi?" Marshall laughed. "Sadistic, I can roll with. However why don't you save the pansy-cake for your Prince Gummy." Marshall retorted giving me a mischievous smile that reminded me that he can, in fact, be the type of guy to come to ones house, (or treehouse) burn it down, and dance in the ashes just for kicks.

I smiled sweetly, "Actually, I think it suits you just fine Marshall. Pansy-cake included."

And with that I stalked off fuming. Can't I get any luck tonight?!

Spotting Cake in the crowd with Lord M, closest to the live entertainment-which was Tree Trunks and Cinnamon Bun having a pie eating contest.

I grabbed her paw and started dragging her away.

"Hey Fionna! What are you doing! Can't I say good-bye to Lord M first!" She said her tail bushing, and not with excitement.

"Sorry but no Cake. I need to blow this joint and I don't want to leave you behind." I said as I trucked my way through the crowed to my goal: the front doors.

Once we were outside, Cake finally jumped on my back as asked, "And what exactly was THAT Fi?!" She looked at me worried, even though I knew she had to be slightly annoyed.

"I had a fight...I-Well...I think it was a fight with Marshall." Was it really a fight? Or just me being super sensitive?

Cake looked at me. "But that's normal. Both of yall usually have a few choice words with each other anyways. And that's just on GOOD days!"

Yeah...

"Well...I called him a name." I said looking ahead blushing. From frantic overdrive I felt needing to leave, or the ridiculous-ness of the name. I wasn't sure

"Well" Cake said obviously prodding for more. "What was it?!"

I sighed.

"I called him a sadistic pansy-cake." Wow what was I, 12 years old again?!

Cake shrieked with laughter.

"Girl that is the funniest thing I've heard all night! Stop it your gonna make me puke up cupcake cakes from laughing so hard!"

I smiled. I feel light... And I allowed myself to laugh so hard I fell to the ground.

"Yeah, I guess ol' girl still got it in her!"

Cake and I reminisced on it for the rest of the night.