Seven months, a dozen new songs, four mini concerts and a whole lot of talk shows later, Marceline had fantasized finding Bonnibel while she was performing on tour. The spotlight would be on her as she would sing an epic rocking song and then jump into the audience to drag her on stage. Bonnibel would look into her eyes as they sang together and then leave in an explosion of pyrotechnics and smoke.
Reality was always different from expectations.
For one, she was being kidnapped by Bonnibel. She slid around in her seat before she buckled up, they were going somewhere, she wasn't sure where yet. Secondly, the other girl hadn't said a word to her ever since she had started driving the car like professional stunt driver.
"Marcy. What are you doing here?" asked Bonnibel.
"Buying gum?" replied Marceline.
She had stupidly waved the packet of sugarfree strawberry gum at the other girl in the aisle of the convenience store. She had been in disguise too. Marceline's long hair was stuffed into her grey cap and she had sunglasses that covered half her face. When she wanted to be invisible, she knew how to behave. No one tended to notice her that way.
It was also why she was stunned when the other girl suddenly grabbed at her hand and dragged her out of the store. Perhaps it wasn't exactly a kidnapping, she just had no idea what was happening.
"PB? Where are we going?" she asked.
"Home. Just hold on, I don't want anyone to see you," replied Bonnibel.
"Woah, hold on. No one's gonna see me if I don't want them to see me," said Marceline.
"You're a rockstar, Marcy"
"So what, no one knows I'm in this town yet"
It was a gimmick for the locations of Marceline's countrywide tour. Her website would only update one week before she was slated to perform. Tickets were cheap but to get to one of her special concerts, fans had to be quick to her announcements. Logistics was a killer but everyone admitted that her gigs had been awesome with the offbeat places she performed in.
Before Marceline could say anything else, the car stopped and Bonnibel got out. Fumbling with her seatbelt, the taller girl got out too.
"Where the heck am I?" asked Marceline.
"You're in my home."
"You're Batman?"
They had parked in the middle of a cave illuminated with blue electroluminescent wires, zig-zagging on the stone interior. A few other vehicles were parked next to her car and Bonnibel kept on walking towards a metal door without looking back.
"No, I am not. Just… Just follow me, Marcy"