Chapter 4

Ok guys here's a nice long chapter for you all with a lot of fluffiness, enjoy!

Marshall POV

Logic has deserted me. She's four years younger than me. By logic's sake, I shouldn't find her attractive, but I do, very much so. Just something about her blonde hair, ivory skin and cute little round face makes her so damn irresistible.

She's shorter than me, but in a weird sort of way I like that. It makes me feel protective of her and somehow it adds to her cuteness.

Does she act like she's four years younger than me? Not necessarily. I can't tell if she's mature for her age, or if she's just heroic for her age. Is there's difference?

Deep down I wonder if she has a crush on me. I was convinced she did a while back, like when I pretended to be dead and told her to just admit it. (And, OK, I understand it now that was going too far). But it's different now. Back than it was just sort of like "Oh, I bet Fionna has some little crush on me, aw, that's so cute" but now it's more "I really hope Fionna has a crush on me" This time I actually really want her to. Like, really, really, want her too.

And I hate the way that Gum wad treats her. He doesn't really love her, he's just stringing her along and she's too polite to break up with him.

Like earlier this evening for example. They were alone together on the balcony, underneath a starry night sky, in private. I'm sorry but that scenario pretty much screams "smooch-worthy moment" and he hugged her. If it had been me, I would have been kissed her. Why? Because a girl like Fionna deserves a kiss, not a hug.

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Marshall is the first to talk.

"How's your relationship with Gumball going?"

"Oh, you know, it could be better, but…." The sentence goes unfinished.

"But…?" Marshall persists

"It's just…not what I thought it would be"

"Well, what did you think it would be?"

"I don't know, I just thought… I just….I just don't feel all the rushes and chills down the spine I thought I'd feel. The stuff I thought I was meant to feel."

"You deserve better"

"I thought they didn't come better than him" she sighs "I mean I crush on him for ages, we finally get together and then it's like….I just want to back to being friends" She looks directly into my eyes. "Marshall, can…can we just change the subject. I – I just don't want to talk about this anymore." She shrugs and looks away "Feelings can just get complicated sometimes, y'know?"

"Sure thing" I say "What do you want to talk about?"

"What I really want to know is how did you find this dungeon?"

"Oh, this is an old Vampire Dungeon. This was probably some big vampire's hideout ages ago. But don't worry its deserted now."

Just as Marshall says that, we hear noise. I raise my sword, ready for battle and listen closely for any further sounds, the way Cake does when I open a tin of tuna.

I hear something scuttle against the ground behind me. I turn around fast and me and Marshall's eyes come to rest on a living skeleton. I'm not surprised. Even in Vampire Dungeon's living skeletons are so common they practically boarder on Stereotypes.

I hold up my sword.

"You're the Adventurer, Fionna. So what do we do?"

"Simple, we over-power them with confidence"

"Arrrg! You're going to surrender!" I shout loudly.

"Arrgh!" he shouts back

"Arrgh!" I shout back once again. It goes on like this for a good twenty seconds before he finally gives up. After I force him to do the splits I interrogate him for information on the Dungeon.

"OK, now hand over any important loot you have on you or taste the blade of my sword!"

"OK, OK, geez" The Skeleton groans, his hand reaching into his ribcage returning with a key and a map.

"Here" he says shoving it at me. "This is all I got"

"Good" I say taking it off him.

I turn to Marshall who's looking at me, mouth open slightly

"Wow, Fionna, That was pretty hardcore" He says, impressed.

"Oh, it's nothing really"I say although I'm blushing like crazy.

Is it weird that fighting a skeleton bad guy doesn't scare me at all but the Marshall giving me a compliment is what makes me melt?

Thank Glob he doesn't seem to see the colour red that's shining on my cheeks. And if he doses he's doing a really good job of pretending he doesn't.

"So what's that map say?" He asks

"Well" I say trying to get my cheeks to cool down. "It seems to direct us to a secret entrance to another part of the cave."

"Great. I'll direct us" he says taking the map out of my hands.

"Wait. Why will you direct us?"

"Because, I'm the only dude here." He explains "And everyone knows girls are terrible with directions"

Ok now that I'm going to have to object to that.

"What do you mean?" I say, eyes narrowing.

"I'm just saying men are naturally better at something's then woman. And reading directions are one of them" he shrugs "Simple as"

"Well too bad I'm the adventurer here and I'm in charge!" I say proudly. I snatch the map out of this hands and striding forward.

"Hey, wait" I hear him call after me "Fi, what about our holding each other hand's rule"

"I breaking that rule" I say simply, shrugging.

"Well, well, Fionna. Breaking the rules, that's unlike you, the good little girl" I hear him say and I can practically hear him smiling as he says that. I'm not impressed, I keep walking forward.

"Oh what are you gonna do, spank me?" I say, rolling my eyes. I almost stop in my tracks at what he says next.

"Don't tempt me" he says, his voice rich and seductive. I am suddenly very aware that I'm in front of Marshall and after what he just said he could be very easily admiring my butt. I whirl around and I see Marshall's eyes dart up, pretty much proving my suspicion.

Oh great. My cheeks are glowing red again just as I got them to calm down.

Marshall plucks the map from my hand. Smiling, because he's got his way.

I follow him he directs us forward. I feel his hand slip into mine. I like how familiar that feels now.

Eventually we find ourselves at a huge grand door, decorated from top to bottom in bones.

I hold up the key and slip it into the lock and turn it. Both me and Marshall heave the door open. It makes a loud groaning sound as it does.

When we finally manage to get onto the other side of the door. The room it leads into is coated in cobwebs and drowning in dust. I take a few steps, cautiously. Slowly, hand and hand with Marshall, we walk across the hall, your feet being possibly the first to touch the ground of this place in years.

Slowly I hear a scuttling sound. Then to my excitement I see something moving in the darkness. What it is I don't know it is but I could be some bad guy I could fight.

One by one more living skeletons appear, dozens of them.

"Marshall, you ready for a fight?" I ask

"Fionna, I was born ready" Marshall says, just as eager for some action as I am.

The skeletons just keep coming and me and Marshall just keep fighting them off. I feel exhilarated with each skeleton my sword dissembles. Marshall hasn't got a sword but he has fist and he can kick.

Just as we take out the last skeleton, I lose my footing and slip and fall. As I fall I grab hold of Marshall for support but I end up taking him down with me.

I end up lying flat on my back and probably have earned a nice collection of bruises too. After I stop seeing stars, I notice something that shocks me.

When I fell and dragged Marshall down with me, he landed right on top of me. Our bodies our smushed together. Where chest to chest and our faces our inches from each other. I'm so close I can smell him. I suddenly want to embrace him and just inhale that scent and stare into those eyes that are staring into mine.

Marshall doesn't seem to notice the awkwardness of the situation. Instead his eyes are full of concern.

"Fionna, are you OK?" he asks, his tone urgent.

"I'm-I'm fine, M-Marshall"

We climb to our feet hurriedly.

Me and Marshall make it our way to end of the hall until we come to the stairs that lie at the end of the hall. The stairs, like the rest of the room are full in cobwebs so I have to jungles style slice them away to clear the path. After a while it leads into another door, but this one isn't locked but instead swings open. Inside there's another room.

The room has deep purple walls along with a large four poster bed that is covered in red and black silks and an abundant of pillows. There's a small bathroom off to the side. I hold up my sword but the room seems to have no other pieces of furniture in it. There's only a bed.

"Hey, Marshall" I ask "What was this vampire dungeon used for?"

"Well, at lot of vampires used their dungeons as there lairs. I think this one had a mistress."

"A mistress?"

"It's a sort of pet name vampires give to their girlfriend or wife's, it's kind of an old-fashioned term"

"I guess this must have been there room" I say and can't help but smile when I see Fionna blush as she realises what this room was probably used for.

Marshall's POV

I watch as Fionna walks around the room and I think of how I fell on top of her a few minutes ago. I remember the feel of her human body against him. How warm she was. How much I really wanted to feel that warmth again. And not just any warmth but her warmth. I remember how I felt her tremble underneath me and how I wanted to do things to her that would cause her to relax and her trembling to cease.

I watch as she pulls back one of the silk curtains that hide the bed and as she kneels down on it.

"Hey Marshall, look at this" I hear her say.

I move around the other side of the and kneel down on it, like she does.

Above the bed is a heart carved into the wall. Inside the heart there's the words two lovers lie underground, never to be found, With each other they spend their nights, They don't need any lights, The two vampires with their love are bound together for the rest of the night and their immortals lives

"Yeah, vampires kind of have this whole love of dark romance" I say

"They must have really loved each other" she says, her voice transfixed. Then in a smaller voice I hear her whisper "I wish someone loved me like that" I don't thinks he meant for me to hear that but I reply to it anyway

"Fionna, have you ever even kissed a boy?" I ask

Fionna's silent for while like she's ashamed of it but then slowly shakes her head.

"Fionna" I say. She turns to me and our eyes lock. The atmosphere around us is thick and heavy. I look at her face and I realise something for the first time. Fionna isn't just pretty, she isn't just attractive. She's also beautiful.

"Fionna, put your sword away"

Fionna's POV

I do as he says. I collapse my sword and with fumbling hands slide it back into my purse. I'm now utterly in the dark without its light. Marshall can see me but I can't see him. But somehow I feel him near me. I feel cold a pair of hands be gently placed on my shoulders. I feel his breath against my face and neck. My heart's beating so loud it's a wonder he doesn't hear it and my breath gets caught in my throat. I sit still and I wait.

Then suddenly he's kissing me.