Chapter 3:
In the dark
Marshall and I land in what looks like a wasteland. There seems to be no life anywhere, let alone adventure. Heck, there isn't even tumbleweed blowing by.
I raise an eyebrow at Marshall. Is this a trick? Dib he whisk me away from the party purely just to get on PG's nerves?
"Well, this looks adventurous" I say sarcastically
"It is" Marshall says, shrugging. "If you know where to look" With that he drags his foot along the dirt, revealing a wooden surface.
"Is-Is that a trap door?" I ask as he scrapes more dirt away, showing more wood.
"Yep" he says "Can you guess what's down there?"
"Is it?" I asked. Heart bubbling with excitement "a dungeon?"
"A mystery dungeon" He said
Both of us kneel down and scrape away the remaining dirt and heave up the trap door. It opens to reveal pitch blackness, but the beginning of a ladder is visible. Marshall smiled at me.
"Ladies, first" he said, I rolled my eyes but he didn't need to tell me twice. I slowly and steadily began down the rusty ladder.
A little while down I saw Marshall follow me in pursuit, closing the trap door behind him, plunging up into darkness.
OK, I had gone on Dungeon Crawls in the dark before, but for some reason the idea of Marshall and me being alone in dark together made me… I dunno… scared and nervous at the same time.
I make it to the ground of the dungeon.
"Um, Marshall, can I ask you something?"
"Sure thing"
"How do you propose we see in the dark while where down here?"
" Because I know you so well, I assume you have your retractile sword with you in that purse and if I remember correctly that thing glows so you should be able to use it as some kind form of flash light."
OK that was true.
"And I'm part vampire, meaning I'm part bat, which means I have night vision. So I'll be doing some of the seeing for you. So I'll have to act as your eyes"
Ok, once again that makes my heart do a weird backflip in my chest. Geez, all these weird things Marshall makes my heart do, it can't be good for it.
Then he does something that catches me completely off guard and makes me jump with surprise. He grads my hand.
"But to be on the safe side we should probably hold hands just so we don't get separated, OK?"
"O-OK" I say, shaking inside. With my free hand I rummage in my purse for my sword. I feel my feel my fingers enclose around the small neon pink blade and pull from my bag as I make it larger and ready for battle. Marshall's hand is cold, but a pleasant kind of cold. Me and him walk forward, me with difficulty as my knees have turned to mush. And Marshall floats really instead of walks.
We don't say anything but we walk in silence. Part of me wonders should I strike up a conversation but my mind draws blank on anything to say. I mean what was I even meant to say? Hey Marshall, I'm having a great time sneaking away from the party that the guy I'm apparently meant to be in a relationship with is throwing to go on a great dungeon crawl with you because I think I may have deeper and stronger feelings for you. Just thought I should bring that up. Yeah, right.
To be honest, I think I did have stronger feelings for Marshall. I mean, when I'm with PG feel safe and like I can just relax, same why I would around a friend.
But with Marshall I feel like on edge, I find myself always thinking if he's thinking about me, and if so in what way? Does he think of me as a little sister? As a friend? As Fionna the chick whose head he loves to mess with?
And then there was the thing I really hoped he didn't think of me as. I really hoped he didn't see me as some uncool, innocent, silly little girl. As a goody two shoes who was afraid to break the rules. Or as a baby. When I was with him I felt like I was dabbling in something dangerous, something dark. I feel more devious, like someone who shouldn't be messed with. Problem is, I'm really starting to like that feeling. And I only feel this way around him. And I really don't know if I should feel that way.
It's like I can see our potential future unfolding in front of me. I mean, me and him can never be right? And it's not just to do with the fact he's a vampire and I'm human. Nobody would be happy to see good girl Fionna date bad boy Marshall. Me, who lived in a world of being a hero and doing right. Him, who lived a world that was reckless and mysterious and burned bright. With pretty much everyone against us, would we even last long in a relationship?
I've never felt like this before. Maybe that's why I feel on edge. Maybe I'm scared of losing myself.
But despite all this, he's leading me through a dungeon in the dark, holding my hand and you know what? I have full trust in him. Is that crazy?
But I'm over-thinking all this aren't I? I mean for all I know Marshall may not even see me in that light. He probably feels the same way about me most boys do. He probably sees me as a guy friend.
Holding hands is probably as close as will get tonight.
Oh, how very wrong I was.
Ok, once again, really sorry for the shortness of this chapter and how rambly it was. Either way I'm hoping you guys still liked it.
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(blows kiss)x
