A/N: Present day Adventure Time AU. Marceline/Princess Bubblegum. Multichapter fic.
Prologue here.
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Marceline was no stranger to the music industry. She had backed up plenty of musicians and singers when mixing their albums or writing songs like LSP's latest single "These Lumps".
So no. It wasn't strange finding her stalking around the green room of an exclusive music studio. It was hers. What was strange was that the most popular celebrities of the season were watching her walk to and fro, waiting for her to say something.
"I… I need your help," admitted Marceline.
Lyrics had been much easier for her than just outright talking and admitting that she needed help was the worst.
"We gathered that, sugar. What do you need help in?" asked Flame Lord.
The other three that were there with her were Susan Strong, Tree Trunks and of course, LSP. Stage names could be ridiculous and Marceline vowed to use her own instead of making up any.
"I want to… ungh. I want to be popular," muttered the tall woman.
"OH MAH GLOB, you want to be popular!" exclaimed LSP.
"Now hold on honey, why now?" asked Tree Trunks.
"I've got my reasons. Look, will you guys help me or what?" she growled.
"Of course!" said Susan Strong.
"But first, you will go with mah stylist! IT'S MAKEOVER TIME!" announced LSP.
Marceline just groaned.
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Three weeks was all it took for the paparazzi to start noticing that there was something up with Marceline. From an unseen music creative, she was now seen hanging out with celebrities in parties and lurking in the background of pictures of the latest gossip in tinseltown.
Meanwhile, it merely took only a week for everyone else on the internet to learn about her music.
Marceline's single "Bury You" was allegedly leaked from an upcoming album called "Vampire Queen" and had gotten more than a million downloads in just three days.
The numbers just kept increasing and while there was that sickening feeling that grew inside Marceline, she wondered if she had done the right thing.
"Glob, this… The comments. They want more. They want to know who sang this song. How did you all pull it off?" asked Marceline once LSP picked up her phone.
"We just pulled a little strings, it's your own music that makes them want more. Come on, get out of your house and get to my party already! MTV's coming over! They wanna shoot mah crib and you got to get here pronto!" demanded LSP.
"Yeah sure, will be there in time," said Marceline as she hung up.
The party was not going to be any ordinary party. Sure, LSP always threw lavish parties at her home but this time, it was going to be a little different. Marceline was going to play a little song as if for an "impromptu collab" with LSP.
It was sneaky.
It was bound to be viral.
Marceline had seen how manufactured some artists were and at what lengths their managers or publicists went to just to increase exposure. This was just going to be the start of it.
This was going to be the end of her obscurity.
And perhaps the end of those dreams.