I HAVE REWRITTEN CHAPTERS ONE AND TWO SINCE I FIRST POSTED THEM, IF YOU ARE A VEIWER WHO FAVORITED IT WHEN IT FIRST CAME OUT. I STRONGLY RECOMMEND RE-READING.

Okay, new chapter, new day right? Thought I'd continue this one, seeing as it plagues me as I try to write my Seer story.

Again, thoughts are welcoming, and if you thought that I gave away the story, think again there are many plot twists and thickeners throughout, but if any of you read this tell me what you want.

Should there be a lemon?

HA! Knew I could get your attention.

Of course I will be writing more of these, but tomorrow I will be stuck without laptop as I take the bus home, so you'll have to wait until i'm home and can use my desk top.

With love, R&R

Fionna woke midday, her bunny hat having fallen off entirely, and her hair an utter an complete mess. She was surrounded by curtains of her golden hair, practically a blanket for her. She sat up and flung off her pants, her shirt joining it. She streaked to the bathroom giggling at her nakedness. She felt light today, like the heavy weight from her shoulders gone.

Marshall was okay. He was an ass with a mean streak when it came to pranks, but in the end no one was hurt. She sighed and stepped into the shower. It had been a hill since she had been in a comforting dream with him. Recently, she had just seen him in her nightmares, and though she knew he would laugh evilly if he knew that, it wasn't so great to see him die. But last night he had held her so close, it felt so real. She had checked his chest, her heart beating hard when she took off his shirt, but she needed proof, even if the dream world, that he was okay.

If she actually did it she wondered what Marshall would say. He'd probably flip his mind. 'well,' Fionna though, 'at least he wasn't actually hurt, my pride however...'. She smiled and washed her hair, reaching down to pick it up from basically the ground. She lathered her hair and hummed softly. It wasn't until she got out did she realize she didn't even know what she was singing. With no musical talent that she cold see, Fionna wondered where this sudden inspiration had come from.

"Baby cakes, is you out of that bed yet?" Cake said peering over the ladder. Fionna finished rinsing out her hair and stuck her head out of the bathroom grinning and shook her head, "nah, I think i'll sleep in." Cake beamed at her,

"Glad to see you feeling better sugar!" Cake looked very pleased and Fionna dressed quickly as Cake went about making breakfast downstairs.

Fionna slid down the ladder, and dropped to the floor, "Sorry about all of that." she said blushing, referencing her Marshall temper tantrum, and all the swearing Cake had heard.

"Don't worry about it baby, I got your back. Boys break all our hearts sometimes."

Fionna started and shook her head quickly, "It's not like that Cake." try her best to not blush more.

Cake gave her a look that clearly said 'uh huh.' in the most sarcastic voice ever. 'Baby," Cake said slowly, bringing her a plate of pancakes, "I know for a fact you were crying over Marshall Lee. Not because he hurt you, but over him." She said this defiantly, daring her to speak, "Boy's can break us girls in strange ways. It don't matter if they mean to or not, but faced with his death, you lost your marbles." Cake said all of this with her sassiest voice, but she hugged her tightly.

"Cake... he's just a good friend." Fionna had never felt so out of place. She had a feeling she was fighting a losing battle.

Cake purred and walked over to her breakfast, plopping it on the table too. "Fionna,"She looked stern and Fionna blushed looking down, "I know your the strong adventuress, but you've had a thing for that boy, even before Gumball. Now I'm not saying that being in love with a vampire is all that great of a thing, but sugar, if you don't accept it, you'll be all the more hurt in the end."

Fionna broodily ate her pancakes, "guess he's kinda nice around me." she muttered and Cake beamed,

"Well, it's a start at least."

Fionna finished her food and turned to the ladder to go brush her teeth, but she felt off. She looked at the ladder. Suddenly her dream from last nigh came rushing back. She had placed a sticky note on the ladder, with a message to Cake, as she had gone to sleep by the pond, and Marshall had appeared in her dream as usual.

Fionna touched the wood gently. He had seemed so real, he didn't shift in and out of her vision like her normal dreams, but had stayed by her side, letter her snuggle him in a way she knew the real Marshall would never let her. She sighed.

She thought of him again, back to the graveyard, when he shot up so suddenly, face in such a state of shock, and he pulled the spear out of the cream puffs. He had been so shocked at her crying, he seemed so struck, that she had actual emotions.

She walked up the ladder thinking, too bad it was only a dream, and he'll never know. "Cake!" She yelled down.

"Yeah?" Cake yelled back.

She grinned feeling the happy bubbling feeling surge she yelled, "I love Marshall Lee, Vampire King!"

She heard Cake squeal and start rushing up the stairs. She felt lighter than ever, and she fell onto her bed laughing as Cake began to tickle her, reprimanding her for telling her from such a distance where she couldn't be easily tackled.

Neither girl looked out the window.

Neither girl saw the boy with the umbrella duck around the corner, his face twisted in a wicked smile, but his eyes dancing with joy.

"Awesome." he whispered with as much constraint, and as calmly as he could, and flew back to his cave. Marshall had a day he needed so very desperately to plan with the utmost care.

"Just you watch baby doll, you'll be in my arms, and I'll be your all." he strummed a few string of his axe bass as he floated by it and sat on his couch, draining an apple of the red hue.

He looked at his previous notes, scattered everywhere. He looked down and smiled. He knew which one to do, and it would be perfect.

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