Cheyenne Prybylinski

Fan Fiction: Adventure Time with Fionna and Cake 10

Hope you people enjoy this chapter. Also, *WARNING: May cause sadness. Be warned that this is a very emotional chapter, and may cause readers to cry.* (I almost did) So, plz review at the end of it, and tell me what you think : )

Chapter 8

Prince Gumball held the doors open for Fionna and Cake, and resisted the urge to smile at Fionna as she walked by. Remember Gumball, you're just trying to win her over right now. Nothing too creepy or too fast for her.

He moved across the floor and over to the small table that he had had placed in the room specifically for the tea party. He hoped Cake and Fionna appreciated the decorum and lighting of the area.

He had set the time for the tea exactly at four, because in this room, it gave you the most beautiful overlook of the Candy Kingdom as it was lit up by the setting sun. How more romantic could that be?

And the room was sizable enough that it cast a certain glow from the shining floors when the sunlight hit it. It was the perfect setting for Fionna to start seeing him in, ironically, a new light.

He pulled the chairs out for each of the girls and scooted them underneath the table without so much as a squeak from the seats. He hurriedly sat down in his own chair, and looked, smiling, at Fionna.

The light hit her in such a way that Gumball was dumbfounded. Her golden bangs were glowing a pale orange on the edges from the sunset, and her face was framed half in shadow, half in light. Her eyes sparkled from the bright rays, making him want to look into them forever.

She shifted uncomfortably in her chair, looking all around the room until her eyes finally landed on Gumball. She laughed nervously a little, "Weren't we supposed to have tea?" Gumball was nocked from his stupor and he clapped his hands saying, "Oh yes, slipped my mind there for a minute."

Almost immediately Peppermint Maid walked in with a silver platter laden with tea cups, a tea pot, and sugar cubes in a little bowl. She expertly laid the tray on the table in the middle, and began setting out three of everything.

When everyone had been given a tea cup filled with the hot drink, she bowed to Prince Gumball, saying, "Tea is served."

Fionna and Cake almost immediately started sipping their cups. Gumball tried to talk to them, but both had their mouths full almost the entire time. Eventually, the tea pot ran out and Peppermint Maid went out of the room to make another pot full.

The room became very quiet as Fionna and Cake began to fiddle with whatever they could find, in which cause was Fionna's bangs, and Cake's tail. Gumball felt the tension in the air, and decided to start up some small talk now that they didn't have anything in their mouths.

"So, Fionna, what have you been doing lately?" he asked, expecting her to answer, as she usually did, with stories of adventure. But to his mild surprise she visibly stiffened and cast a quick glance at Cake before saying anything.

"Uh, oh you know the usual adventure… stuff." She said, her voice betraying her. It sounded uncertain and alarmed. Gumball was curious to find out why. "So, did your adventuring take you anywhere specific?"

"No, we just stayed in the cave and- I mean me and Cake, that is! Pfff, of course me and Cake, who else would I be talking about, huh?" She laughed nervously again, a slight blush on her cheeks. Gumball saw Cake throw her a look, and then she turned to him smiling.

"Yes we went to a very big cave at the edge of Aaa to fight giant monster bats," she said. Gumball looked from Fionna's red face to Cake's too nice looking one. This is not the type of evening I was hoping to have with Fionna, he thought to himself.

"Fionna, what's going on? Why are you acting so…. antsy around me," he asked for lack of a better word. Fionna and Cake looked at each other, which made Prince Gumball frustrated. "And why do you two keep looking at each other like you have a secret?"

Cake stood up from the table, and pushed her chair in. She turned and walked over to Fionna, whispering something in her ear. Fionna nodded. Cake all of a sudden looked at Gumball and fed him the oldest excuse in the book. "I have to go to the bathroom."

She quickly exited the room, closing the door softly behind her. Gumball felt this as a good omen for what was to come next. He looked at Fionna, expecting her to be occupied with playing with her bangs, but instead she was looking at him.

His heart raced. This was his chance to fix everything between them. He could finally admit to loving her, and she could finally admit she loved him. They were all alone together; just him and her, and he couldn't think of any other setting he would want to be in.

He smiled at her, and she blushed. Getting up he walked over to Fionna, and stopped only a few feet in front of her. She looked alarmed and perplexed. He took this as a good sign. Maybe Cake really did have to go to the bathroom, to leave us here alone…, he suddenly realized that the pair had planned for Fionna to be alone with him.

He felt his gaze soften, and he grabbed Fionna's hand. She flinched at the contact and looked up at him with big eyes. "Gumball, what in Glob's name are you-," Gumball put his finger on her lips to stop her. "Let me talk first."

She shook her head and pulled his hand away from her mouth, "No, I have to tell you something first…"

Gumball smiled even more. He knew what she was going to say, was almost positive she was going to tell him that even though he rejected her, she still loved him, and knew that he had made the best decision at the time. He was just about to say I love you too, when she finally said what she was going to say.

"I'm in love with Marshall Lee."

Gumball stopped dead pan in the middle of saying 'I'. He looked at Fionna dumbfounded. A million different emotions were playing inside of him. Anger, sadness, self-pity, shock, jealousy… the list went on and on. But the one he felt the most was heart break.

His throat went dry and he couldn't breathe. What had just come out of Fionna's mouth was the exact opposite of what he had been saying to himself the whole time. Marshall Lee had been telling the truth.

Even the Marshall in his head hadn't been lying when it had told him that he was the deceiver of his own self. Gumball heard a sob from somewhere in the room, and then realized it was him. Reality came crashing into him like a load of bricks.

Fionna didn't love him anymore, she loved the Vampire King. The one thing that Gumball had wanted his whole life was snatched brutally from his grasp. He felt his legs give a little, but refused to show his weakness to Fionna.

He finally focused on her face. She looked scared and worried. He saw her mouth move but no sound came from it. He strained his ears harder, and said, "What?" This time he heard her as if coming out of a dark tunnel.

"I said, are you all right?" She stood up out of her chair and reached out a hand to help him. "You look paler all of a sudden." Gumball nodded his head, "I just feel a little light headed is all." Fionna looked down at the ground.

"I thought you would be like this. Marshall told me everything. About what happened at his house and-"

Gumball snapped his head up and glared at Fionna with a mixture of surprise and embarrassment. "Marshall told you? Wait, you were there at his house, weren't you?!" He shoved her hand away as he swayed back to his chair and sat down.

Fionna looked close to tears, "Yes." Gumball put his head in his hands, waiting for the pain in his chest to subside. So this was what it felt like to have your heart broken twice. He doubted anything else could be this painful.

Gumball heard Fionna pick up her chair and reposition it. He looked up to see that she was sitting just feet away from him. He scowled at her, and looked away. She sighed, "Gumball, you should have known from the get-go that we were together."

"But, I was afraid it would ruin our friendship, especially since you have… feelings for me." He felt her lay a hand on his back. He shrugged it off and faced her. She flinched when he did so.

Even though his heart was in pieces, Gumball still felt a sliver of guilt in making her cringe away from him. No, he would never feel the same way about her, but he knew that even this betrayal wouldn't break his undying love for the girl.

He gave a heavy sigh and rubbed his eyes. "Why did it have to be him?" he asked, nothing else seeming to come to mind. Fionna looked at him, a sort of indignation in her eyes. "Why not, is there something wrong with him being my choice?"

Gumball nodded his head, "Yes, there is a problem. Why couldn't it have been me? You said you had feelings for me, confessed it to a whole hall of candy people. So why not now?" He looked at her, hoping that she could see the pain through his eyes.

Fionna rubbed his back, "Oh Gumball. You rejected me in front of a whole hall of candy people. There isn't much that needs to be said. Eventually I figured out that I couldn't be with you because I wasn't royalty."

"So the dream died, as did my crush for you. I… I've moved on Gumball." She looked at him with big eyes, a frown tugging at the ends of her mouth. Gumball shook his head. "No, I didn't reject you just because of that. I had a kingdom to run, and…"

"And I had a life to live," Fionna said, smiling slightly. Gumball closed his eyes and let a single tear fall. He had really blown his one chance at happiness that day in the Hall. And now there was no way to fix it.

Gumball viewed Fionna and nodded. "I will always love you Fionna, no matter what I do or say, I could never hate you." He leaned in and kissed her softly on the cheek. She sat up a little straighter, and touched a hand to it, already starting to blush.

"What was that for?" she asked. He smiled a sad smile, "Might as well do it now before I regret not doing it later." He stood up and walked to the door, but just before he opened it, he said one last thing to Fionna.

"I am still your friend Fionna, and even though I wish it wasn't true, I recognize that you indeed have feelings for Marshall Lee. Therefore, since I don't think I have a choice, I will accept it. Good bye Fionna."

And with that being said, Prince B. Gumball walked out of the room without so much as a backwards glance.

Fionna sat at the table and watched Prince Gumball leave. It hadn't gone the smoothest she had hoped, but he now knew the truth. And he was ok with it. She let out a breath she didn't know she was holding.

Who knew that after all these years he's been that crazy over me, she thought for the thirteenth time. She smiled to herself, and was about to stand up, when Cake all of a sudden came from around the door.

Fionna looked up to see her best feline friend staring her down. Her tail was twitching back and forth, and she kept drumming her claws on the door. "So, how did it go?" she asked curiously. She waited while Fionna walked across the room to ask again.

"Sooooooo, how did the talk with Gumball go?" Fionna looked beside her at Cake, "I don't know, how did it go Miss Eavesdropper?" Cake smiled and shrugged her shoulders, "From what little I heard, pretty bad."

Fionna nodded, and kept on walking down the hallway in silence. She felt bad for breaking the news so brutally to Gumball, but someone had to do it. Plus, now she and Marshall Lee could be together and no one would go against it.

She smiled, perking up now that they could date publically. Cake was watching Fionna out of the corner of her eye and asked, "So, you going to go see Marshall now and break the news to him?" She expected Fionna to say yes, but the young heroin said instead no.

"Why?" Cake said confusion creeping into her voice. She thought that Fionna would want to go see Marshall after about two days without him. She had already talked Cakes ear off about how wonderful he was.

Fionna grinned, "I can wait until tomorrow to tell him. Besides," she said, her eyes sparkling, "I want to keep our date at the willow. I can't wait to see him, it's been forever!" Cake shook her head when she saw the love struck girl and smiled.

Fionna looked down at her, "What?" Cake laughed a little, "Just listening to you go on about him Fi, it's just too funny. I never in a million years thought that you would go out with that blood sucker."

She shrugged her shoulders, "But I've been wrong before." Fionna looked down at the floor, and started playing with her bangs, a small blush on her face. Cake nudged her with her elbow, and laughed again.

Fionna chuckled, "Have I really been talking about him that much?" She rounded a corner and started for the main door, Cake by her side. Cake nodded and smiled. "Yes, you have baby. But that's ok, I know you love him, I don't mind."

Fionna looked at Cake and patted her on the head, "Ok, just tell me when I'm starting to bug you. I don't even realize I'm talking about him usually."

"That's normal honey. I probably go on and on about my boyfriend sometimes." Fionna agreed, having listened to Cake on multiple occasions talk nonstop about Lord Monochromicorn.

Fionna and Cake walked out of the castle and into the sunset glow of the outside world. It was less congested with candy people than before, as everyone was getting ready for night. There was supper to cook, children to be tucked, and street lamps to be put out.

Fionna once again climbed onto Cakes posterior, and rode back to the tree house. She liked being so far up in the air, and liked how close the orange sky was to her. It was a different story all together when she was flying with Marshall.

There was no huge platform underneath your feet when someone else was holding you, not like there was with Cake. But flying with Marshall Lee wasn't half bad, unless he dropped her or did a nose dive.

She could feel her stomach flip at the thought. But secretly she had always loved being so close to the vampire. His raven black hair being tossed by the wind had always made her shiver with delight, and his cold touch had made her melt on the inside.

His witty remarks and playful flirting had also hit something within her that she didn't even know she could feel. Before she had come to know her true feelings for him, she had often wondered why she felt that way around him.

It hadn't been like it had with Gumball. It was a feeling even stronger than what she had felt for the Prince, and yet she couldn't place. Fionna shook her head, wishing she could have told that naive little girl what she had been feeling at the time.

The truth of the matter was that she had been crushing on Marshall Lee ever since they had met, but it wasn't until she had finally admitted it to herself that night they had kissed that she actually accepted her true feelings.

She couldn't have possibly known that Marshall Lee had felt the same way about her, and had probably hid her feeling for Marshall Lee scared that she would be rejected by him, just like Prince Gumball had rejected her.

But she knew as soon as Marshall Lee had kissed her that she could throw that scared feeling away. With that one kiss, he had set both of them free of their secret.

Fionna couldn't help but smile as she remembered her lips on Marshall's for the first time. She had been lost when it came to kissing, but Marshall Lee had taken over, being as good as he was.

He had had a thousand years to perfect his kissing skills, and Fionna blushed when she thought about how good it had felt. She wrapped her arms around herself, trying to keep the tingly feeling with her as long as she could.

It had been her first kiss, and she would never forget it.

While Fionna was occupied with her thoughts of Marshall, Cake found the silence quite unsettling. She knew what Fionna was probably thinking about, and wanted to talk about some things with her before she let her go out with Marshall Lee.

But since the day was almost over, and they were almost home, Cake let Fionna daydream about Marshall Lee. She would talk to her later, and almost certainly would talk to Marshall Lee too.

Prince Gumball watched as Fionna and Cake disappeared across the horizon. He sadly closed the curtains over his tower window, once again hiding the sweet sunset light. His room was dark and cold. His bed was made and all his belongings were put in their respective spots around the room.

He softly walked across the room to his private bathroom. There were smelly soaps and body scrubs on shelves around the tile floored room, including a few other objects. One of which was a picture of Fionna.

Gumball walked slowly over to the photo taken just after her thirteenth birthday. He lifted his finger to her face and traced the outline of her cheek, the one he had just kissed. "I'm sorry…" he whispered to the photo Fionna.

Setting it down on the sink counter, Gumball walked over to his bath tub, and began filling it with water. He didn't add any bubble bath or sweet smelling syrup that would make the water smell of lilac's.

He just sadly added water to a now filled tub. He turned the water off, the nobs squeaking slightly with protest. He had told Peppermint Maid that he was taking a bath, and to not disturb him until two hours had gone by.

He made sure that he had plenty of time, for he didn't know how long it would take.

Walking over to his open door, Gumball closed it and then activated the lock. No one would disturb him, not even Fionna herself. He heard it calling to him from across the room. He picked it up by its black handle.

The light from above him glinted off the blade. Gumball stared down at the knife in his shaking hands. It was long and slender, with a straight edge. He saw his wide eyed reflection, mirroring his anxiety.

He shook his head. This was his decision, his alone. He wouldn't blame Fionna for this. No, couldn't blame her. He was doing this to himself because of his actions. Even if she had broken his heart, it wouldn't beat right after what she had told him, even if she came back for him.

And soon, it wouldn't beat at all.

His shaking hand stilled. He closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he saw the deep resolve within himself. He was a coward, alone with a knife and a death wish. And he was ok with it.

He tried not to think about his subjects, tried not to think about Fionna or Cake's shocked faces when they heard he was dead. He hoped that Fionna wouldn't blame herself for the mess she caused, hoped she would be happy with Marshall Lee.

Gumball stepped into the warm bath water, still fully dressed. Whoever found him would see him in his royal best, a suit that he wore only for special occasions. It was a dark pink, fitted to him as snug and comfortable as possible. He wore light pink pants to go with it, and dark purple shoes.

The shirt had a flowy design, which made it so he looked like he was wearing a kaleidoscope of color when it was really just pink. He wouldn't miss it though. He wouldn't really miss anything except Fionna.

He lay down in the tub, letting the warm water soak him through. He held the knife out in front of himself and took a deep breath. He closed his eyes as he positioned the knife's edge on his left wrist, and kept a whimper from getting out as he slit it.

Instantly, thick pink blood started to rush from the wound. He lost a lot of energy with just that one cut, but he knew it wouldn't be enough to drain him of all the blood. He slit his right wrist with shaky hands, and did two more up on his arm.

They were big and deep, he made sure of that. The pain was there, but it was becoming fainter and fainter, as if he was leaving it behind. He let the knife sink in the water beside him. He could feel himself getting weaker and weaker.

Then, out of the corner of his eye, Gumball saw the photo of Fionna on the counter above him. He reached up with a feeble arm and grabbed it. He looked at it with fading pink eyes and smiled.

"All for you Fionna…" he whispered. He held the picture close to his chest as the water turned pink and then red around him. His eye lids were half closed and he couldn't move his arms any longer. His head slowly slid down the tub's edge until it was cradled by the red liquid.

A single tear fell from his face as he clasped his now dead dream. His ears in the water, all Gumball could hear was his faint heartbeat. It became lethargic and slow, and then everything started to fade.

The last thing Gumball said before he fell into the black pit of death was, "Farewell… my love."

…Well, that was a suicidal ending if I've ever written one… which I haven't until now. So, tell me what you think. Next chapter, we get to see how Fionna and Marshall's date go (Hopefully good), but in the meantime, ask yourself these questions: What will happen to Fionna when she realizes that she almost killed Prince Gumball? What will Marshall Lee have to say when he hears that one of his friends is dead? And how will Marshall and Fionna's relationship hold up after such emotionally terrible news?

Got you thinkin' there, didn't I? Well, Cheyenne is out, peace!

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