Marshall jumped in his sleep and woke up on the floor. He opened his eyes, wary of his surroundings. He checked his phone and it was close to 6 am. Laughing a little as he got up off the floor, he made his way for the kitchen. Opening his fridge, he slid out on of the clear drawers inside. The drawer had been full of blood bags from animals he had killed. He took one out and shut the fridge. He whistled a little tune while unscrewing a small cap at the top of the small bag. He set a mug on the counter and poured out the blood. It was a dark crimson that had a deep black undertone to it. After filling the mug he put the bag back in the fridge, reading the animal that he was drinking from before shutting the fridge door.
"Thank you, female deer." he read from the little white label he had put on the side of the bag after his kill.
He picked up the mug and took a sip. Though it wasn't fresh from the vein, the taste was still exquisitely satisfying. He began to float and flew upstairs to check on Fionna. Once he got into his room, he stood against his wardrobe doors and watched her sleep, taking leisurely sips from his mug with one hand in his sweatpants pocket and the other holding the mug up to his mouth. She should be waking up soon, knowing her typical sleep schedule.
"Mmuuhh.." Fionna groaned in her sleep and rolled onto her side.
Marshall like to watch her sleep although he never had the chance to. It was also quite creepy and he wouldn't want to risk the chance of her waking up and he is watching her. As he finished off a few last sips of the blood, Fionna began to shift more in his bed. In his bed...such a nice sight. Although this context wasn't the one he imagined, he still enjoyed her laying in his bed. She slowly began to stretch as she woke. Her eyes opened to the sight of Marshall leaning against his wardrobe with his hands in his pockets. She smiled with sleepy eyes and watched him as she began to sit up. He was only wearing baggy gray sweatpants that hung..very low on his hips showing off more of his toned upper half.
"Morning." she smiled at him and laid her back against his headboard.
Marshall pushed his back off of his wardrobe and walked over to the bed. He got on his hands and knees and crawled over her legs, slowly. Fionna grew tense as he made his way closer and closer, she could feel his hands moving on the mattress by her hips he had gotten so close.
"Good morning bed head." he gave her a sassy smile and she gasped at his nick name for her.
"Hey!" playfully, Fionna pressed her hand against his shoulder, pushing him onto his back.
Though she went with him as he had taken hold of her elbow. She was suddenly straddled over top of him and laughing with him. The two laughed for a while longer and eventually calmed down to quietly gazing at each other in silence. Marshall sat up with her still sitting on his lap and extended his arms behind him to keep him from laying down.
"Nice shirt, and underwear? Geez Fionna, why don't you just take all of my clothes?" Marshall sarcastically addressed her curtain attire.
"I woke up last night in a wet bathing suit and I just grabbed the first things I saw...or maybe the softest things but hey, a girls got to be comfy." she argued her point earning a smile from the vampire beneath her.
"Mmk well are you hungry? Surprisingly I've got a pretty good selection of people food." he said as he took her hips in his hands and lifted her off his bed.
"People food sounds good to me!" she gave him a teethy smile and walked downstairs.
Marshall watched her climb down the ladder to downstairs as she smiled at him once more before disappearing through the floor. He fell onto his back on the bed and rubbed at his eyes. He wanted this to be a regular thing. Her waking up in his clothes, in his bed, having breakfast with him. He could even smell her scent in his bed; that freshness with a sprinkle of sweet vanilla. She was so intoxicating, it was hard for him to get out of bed and downstairs to greet her in the kitchen.
"You make me feel so young. You make me feel so spring has sprung." Fionna sang along to the Frank Sinatra classic playing loudly on Marshall's speaker.
Marshall grinned as she trotted and danced to the music while opening cabinets to find ingredients for a waffle mix that was out on the counter. Marshall set his elbows on his breakfast bar and leaned into his hands to gaze at her. She continued to sing along with a voice he rarely got to hear. Before she could realize he was behind her, Fionna had twirled around and jumped at the sight of him.
"Hey! No sneaking up on me while I'm–" Marshall interrupted her.
"While you're what? Singing with your beautiful voice, if I might add and don't forget your crazy cool dance moves?" Marshall had walked over to her while she rolled her eyes at him.
As the chorus in the song came in, Marshall wrapped an arm around her waist and took her hand into his to help her get into a forced salsa dance position. Fionna began to giggle as he walked with her to spin them around the kitchen. Marshall quickly dipped her to the sound of the jazz band exploding with music. Fionna took her chance to grab a hand full of flour that was in a bowl by her side and threw it at his chest and neck. She held back a laugh as his mouth dropped and he looked at the white powder splattered across his bare chest.
"You're going to get it Miss Fionna the Human." Marshall lifted her up and twisted her out with one arm while grabbing flour in the other.
He twisted her back into his chest and hit her with his handful. She couldn't hold back her laughter anymore as flour was in her hair and on the side of her face. Quickly, she ducked under the arm that was holding her and she grabbed the bag of flour this time and flicked her wrist so flour flew in the air and onto Marshall's arms that were blocking his face. The two continued to throw flour creating a huge powdery mess in Marshall's kitchen. The two stopped throwing flour at each other and just laughed as jazzy background music played to the falling of thin white powder around them, like snow. Suddenly, Fionna's phone rang and they both looked over the Marshall's door where Fionna's backpack was laying.
"Hold on!" Fionna skipped over to her bag, leaving small white footprints on Marshall's carpet.
Fionna took her phone from her phone from her bag and tapped the green phone icon to answer the phone.
"Hello? Hey Gumball, mhm. Ha ha no but I can be in like 20-30 minutes. Ok, love you too, bye." Fionna whispered her goodbye and ended the call.
"Leaving?" Marshall asked while sticking his hands in his pockets and leaning against the archway of the kitchen.
"Mhm. Apparently there's something very important I have to talk about with Gumball and Cake. Sorry, I can stay to help clean up." she guiltily smiled at him, loosening flour on her cheek which sprinkled onto the floor.
"No, no. Go ahead." he gave her a sweet smile as if to give her permission.
She smiled back and picked up her backpack to leave. She was out the door before Marshall could really say goodbye so he just turned around and lookedat the mess on his floor.
While Fionna walked to the Candy Kingdom, she had a long way to go which gave her time to brush off most of the flour on her. As she brushed off most of it from the loose gray tee, she realized she probably shouldn't be going to the Candy Kingdom dressed in vampire attire. She found a bushy area and quickly got changed into the spare outfit she always had in her backpack. Soon she made it to the Candy Kingdom and made her way towards Gumball's palace. Candy Kingdom was such a bright place, it always made her happy.
"Good morning Ms. Fionna. I will show you to Gumball's room." Peppermint Maid greeted her more fancy than usual.
Fionna followed behind her white heels that clicked against the candy spiral staircase. A few more steps and the two large doors to Gumball's room were opened. Peppermint Maid announced Fionna's title and motioned her hand for Fionna to enter. Upon entering, Fionna saw Gumball and Cake sitting at a small table by a large window overlooking the Candy Kingdom.
"Fionna, please sit." Gumball stood and scooted out a chair for Fionna to sit in.
Fionna took it and Gumball sat down. They all sat in an awkward silence once Fionna sat.
"I'm sure you're wondering why you're here." Gumball asked.
Fionna nodded slowly, confused to the strange set up for this meeting.
"I have reached a maturity in my candy filled life that needs a second part to it. So what I mean is that, a prince like myself needs a companion of sorts to be his princess. It just so happens to be that at my current age, 21 in human years, we are to get married and you will become my princess. So Fionna, you are my one and only match for royalty and this may seem like fate, but it just so happens to be that a long line of families has brought my princess to me." Gumball smiled at her with glee.
Fionna glared at him. Princess?! I'm 18 for fucks sake! Getting married to Gumball at 18? Fionna looked over to Cake who was fidgeting with her paws, avoiding eye contact. Fionna grew uncomfortable in the chair she was in. It seemed to harden and the room seemed to stare at her, waiting for an answer.
"I-I'm only 18.." Fionna said with a nervous laugh.
"Yes of course, Cake and I have discussed the age but it is my age that whole heartedly matters. If I am not to marry by the end of my 21st year, I am to be executed by appropriate terms. I know it is a lot to take in at once but you are my only hope as of now and forever." Gumball placed his hand over Fionna's.
Forever. Such a permanent word. It stung Fionna's brain. Was she actually going to agree through pity? She had really started to like Gumball but she can't shake the fact that the beginning of their relationship was a distraction for her. Marrying someone after almost 9 months seemed insane.
"Fionna, baby, I know its a lot to handle but I think it'd be good for you. There are plenty of fun occupations when becoming a princess and if you don't want a job just be a princess. I can see you becoming a fan of royalty. It seems so that you already are." Cake looked to Gumball while talked.
"When would all of this happen?" Fionna asked looking to Gumball.
"Within a months time." Gumball smiled.
"A month?" Fionna thought to her self after speaking. I'd have to end adventuring once I become a princess... "What do you mean...you'd be executed?" she asked.
"It doesn't mean I'd be killed but it doesn't mean anything better. It would depend on what my parents would choose but I could be sent to another planet to become a candy slave or lose my position in royalty all-together. Any outcome is horrific." Gumball told her.
Fionna slowly inhaled, thinking of her choices. What would end once I became a princess? Adventuring, seeing Cake and BMO all the time, Marshall...Marshall. Fionna exhaled with a shaky breath. What would Marshall think? He'd probably hate her forever. But this isn't up to him, right?
"So, when I become a princess, will things be like they are now?" Fionna nervously asked.
"Somewhat, yes. You may have to do a few things for our royalty like balls and dinners but nothing more."
Fionna continued to think. This wasn't something she wanted to think about right now and in front of Cake and Gumball. The only problem is that she was afraid of over thinking and not being able to let Gumball live the life he has wanted to have. Glob! Why is this all up to me?!
"Can I think about it?" Fionna asked.
"Of course. I wouldn't want you to rush into this." Gumball said.
"I think I want to go home." Fionna said to Cake.
Cake nodded and they all stood. Gumball came to Fionna and hugged her, something they never really did. He released and gave her a warm smile. Ugh, how can I say no to him? He's got me feeding out of his pitiful little hands. Why do I have to be so compassionate?! Fionna and Cake began to walk back down the spiral staircase. Once they made it out of the castle, Fionna took a deep exhale.
"Fi, where were you last night?" Cake asked.
"Marshall's, now can we talk about how sudden this whole thing is. I mean, do I even have a choice? Because even if I did I would feel so guilty after saying no to Gumball." Fionna quickly tried to change the subject.
"I'm going to be blunt with you, ok? I've been thinking about it lately and it seems as if this whole relationship doesn't mean much to you. But you want to know what I do know for a fact? You and Marshall Lee. Ever since he's left you and Gumball got together and when that vampire was here, you wouldn't go near Gumball. It seems to me that something has been changing your mind and if you haven't figured out what that is yet than I think you are in big trouble and may hurt someone's feelings by lying." Cake finished talking and crossed her arms.
"Lying? I'm not lying! And so what if there are still a few lingering emotions from when my best friend left out of the blue? I'm not in love with Marshall Lee and if I was I think I would know and I wouldn't be having a problem choosing what to do with Gumball." Fionna stopped her argument.
Cake looked up at her and put her hands up in surrender as if not wanting to be a part of her love triangle. Though Fionna thought for a little and realized that maybe Cake was right. Fionna had tricked herself into thinking nothing would ever happen with Marshall but those chances were higher now that he's back and wants to spend time with her and vise versa.
"Shit.." Fionna whispered under her breath.
"Mhm. Baby cakes, I know this is hard but I think it'd be best to block out Marshall. He has always been a bad influence and doesn't have a good outlook on the future. He would just want to bite you and make you his forever. What if you're 100 years old and regret ever turning into a vampire and feeling like immortality is overrated? Can't do much seeing that you're already dead..." Cake was trying to make her decision harder.
Fionna couldn't help but feel tears in her eyes. She was right and it was killing her from the inside out. Everything she did could be a serious mistake now.
!
"He wants me to be his princess. I'd be a part of his royal "bloodline" so to speak." Fionna spoke with trepidation.
"Do you want to do that?" Marshall asked.
"I don't know what I want right now, thats the problem." Fionna felt tears in her eyes. This can't be goodbye for her and Marshall.
"Fi, I-I don't want to make you anymore confused but I-I don't think you should do this..I..." Marshall couldn't finish his sentence he was so angry at himself for not telling her sooner.
Fionna looked up at him. She was shocked. Never in a million years would she had thought it was Marshall that was supposed to be hers forever. She walked over and let him hold her. He brought his hand to her face and his other to her back. Pulling her closer, he left a soft kiss against her lips and broke away from her lips to speak.
"Why be a princess when you could be my queen?" he whispered to her, sending chills up her arms.
Fionna couldn't help herself and went back for more of his lips. They moved their mouths together in harmony and pressed each others weight together. Fionna moaned as Marshall began to kiss along her jaw and neck. He slowly licked up her neck and scratched her neck rather hard with one of his fangs.
"Ahh, ow. Go easy Marsh ha ha." Fionna winced at a light pinch feeling on her neck.
Marshall didn't respond but only lapped up the remaining blood that had come from the scratch. In the matter of a second Marshall had squeezed his arms around Fionna's hips and sunk his teeth into the large vein in her neck. Fionna screamed out at the harsh pain rushing through her body. Her veins felt as if to be on fire and burning through her skin. Fionna went limp in Marshall's arm as she became paralyzed in pain. Marshall slowly removed his fangs from her neck and gave Fionna an evil grin.
"You are going to make a beautiful queen, Fionna Abadeer." Marshall smiled with her blood dripping from his mouth.
Fionna couldn't scream at the pain she felt but quickly saw black splotches in her eyes. She blinked slowly and dozed into blackness.
Fionna woke up to her room dark. She sat up quick, her heart racing with fear. Trying to calm down her panic, she breathed slowly and laid back down. She looked up at the dark ceiling, waking from her nap. Its crazy to think you can wake up one morning feeling happier than you thought to hours later feeling the complete opposite. She rolled over to grab her phone and dialed Gumball's number. After the second ring he picked up.
"Fionna?" Gumball asked quickly.
"I think it is best if we follow through with me becoming a part of royalty." she wanted to end anything with Marshall. Her dream was a wake up call that she never wanted to become true.
"Really?" Gumball seemed surprised.
"Spending the rest of my life with you sounds pretty great." she giggled into the phone and realized it might actually be true. The Candy Kingdom had always been fun and happy, living in a dark and cold cave...not so much.
"Thank you Fionna, I really am thankful."
The two talked for a few more hours, hearing each others voices to know how it may be in years to come.
Authors Note: After a long week of nothing but relaxing...I'm back! So sorry for not updating I guess I really needed a break from my laptop after all. I'm going to try and update a lot this week because yet again I have another vacation planned. Though, now that my mind has thrown this curveball on the story I think ideas will flow easier. I don't even think I was expecting princess Fionna to happen but you never really know. Also kind of hate that the dream changed her mind but we will see in the next chapter won't we? I won't keep you guys waiting this long again. :)
~OAT