Adventure Time with Fionna, Cake, and Marshall Lee!

Chapter Five: Pitch Black

~X~ Author's Note ~X~

Hello readers :D Before I start the story I just wanted to say that some of the reviewers pointed out that the world should be Aaa not Ooo. So the past four chapters I've said Ooo but every author has a derp mistake XD I guess I had poo brain lol. Anyway, I'll go back and edit Ooo to Aaa, but from now on it will be Aaa instead of Ooo. Are you guys confused? Haha I understand. Well beside the point, here's chapter five!

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Fionna could literally feel the glares her older kitty sister was giving her from behind, as the three scurried into the forest of Aaa. The adventuress knew Cake didn't like Marshall and she didn't exactly blame her either, Marshall wasn't exactly an expert on making friends and doing good deeds. Well, he did make friends, but besides from herself his only friends did bad deeds. So really it was good she was his friend, so she can show him how to be good, right?

The point was Marshall was a real tard at being nice. And he purposely wasn't nice so that made him even tardier. Fionna was pulled out of her thoughts when Cake said, "So Marshall you're new to this adventuring business with Fionna and me."

"And?" the vampire asked. "What's your point, cat?"

Cake slightly hissed. "My point is you should know how things work between us. When there's danger Fionna and I—"

The cat was cut off by the vampire's laughing. "See cat, I don't need to know how things work," he chuckled. "Because I'm in charge, and I'll be the one telling you how things are going to work. Got it, cat?"

"Ooh that's it! Get ready for some claws because I—!"

"Cake, no!" Fionna cried. She grabbed the cat's tail right when she was jumping for Marshall Lee. Fionna held Cake against her and turned to Marshall, "Stay right there!"

"Fionna! Put me down! Let me at him! I'm going to make him my scratching post!" Cake yelled as she struggled. Fionna walked a few yards away where Marshall couldn't hear.

"I'll put you down if you promise you'll behave," the sixteen year old gal said calmly.

Hissssssssssss.

"Cake."

"Oh alright, fine. Set me down baby-cakes." The human girl set her kitty companion on a large boulder and the cat crossed her arms. "He is so insufferable! If we're going to do this saving the world business I don't want to do it with him!"

As Cake continued to ramble on about Marshall Lee, Fionna dug into her backpack and took out a can of tuna. "I've been saving this for a special occasion," she said.

Cake's eyes became huge. "TUNA!" she mewed.

"Right. Alright Cake, if you can be on your best behavior just for this mission, I'll give you this can of tuna. Look, Marshall didn't even want me to help him with this mission, but he finally agreed, as long as he's in charge. I'm not too happy about taking orders from him either but if it's the only way to save Aaa then we have to. Can I at least get your cooperation?"

Cake hesitated to answer, she was entranced by the can of tuna in her younger sister's hand. Finally she snapped out of it and did a small hiss. "Alright, but Marshall can't call me 'cat'. I have a name, it's Cake, and he should get it right."

Fionna nodded. "Fair enough. I'll talk to him."

She tossed the can of tuna to Cake and walked off towards the Vampire King. He was sitting on a tree branch, leaning against the bark, his pale white skin shining off the moonlight. Fionna stopped walking and admired him for a moment. His soft locks of raven black hair were covering his pitch black eyes.

Those eyes were how Fionna could read Marshall Lee. When he was with her, there was a tiny spark inside those two orbs. When she looked into Prince Gumball's eyes she would often see happiness, focus if he was doing something scientific, or sympathetic when he was addressing his Candy Kingdom subjects.

However when she looked into Marshall's eyes— there was a mystery to them. There was no happiness, there was only craftiness and deviousness. Under that layer of craftiness sometimes she'd see sadness. He tried to hide it, he tried to pretend he was fine, but there was always a layer of sorrow inside him.

Perhaps that was why she always wanted to be around him. Maybe she wanted to make him forget his grief.

"Enjoying the view, Fi?" his deep and husky yet slightly boyish voice asked.

Fionna realized she was just standing there looking at him like a gaping idiot. "I was just.." she stammered.

"Oh I know, I'm good looking," Marshall snickered.

She grunted in frustration. "I was not looking at you!"

"Really?" he challenged, "then what, dear Fi?"

Think Fionna, think! You can't let him have the satisfaction of being right! "Uh… the tree branch you're sitting on! I was staring at that!" she lied.

"Were you now? Did you also stare at my butt that's sitting on it?"

Her face turned a bright pink. "KNOCK IT OFF!"

Marshall laughed. She angrily stomped over to the tree and climbed up, sitting on another tree branch next to his. "You're such a tard," Fionna muttered.

"You already used that insult."

"Well it's a good one, so I'm using it again. You're a tard." She crossed her arms and leaned against the trunk of the tree as well. "Stop trying to get Cake upset. She doesn't like being called 'cat' she wants to be called by her name."

"How about kitty?"

"No."

"Feline?"

"No."

"Kit-kat?"

"No! Cake! Her name is Cake!"

Marshall rolled his eyes and rested his elbow on his knee. "Whatever. Fine I'll call her by her stupid name," he muttered.

Fionna sat up. "What's wrong with you?" she asked. "Are you okay?"

He turned his head in her direction and she saw his eyes; they were unreadable. There was no spark inside them. They were just pitch black orbs. When there was no spark Fionna knew there was something wrong with Marshall. The question was, was he going to shut her out like he usually did, or tell her what was wrong?

"Nothing," he then said sharply.

He shut me out, I knew it, she thought. "It's okay, you can tell me," Fionna said. "I won't tell anyone, I promise."

"It's not your business," he replied darkly. His voice was deepening, and when Marshall Lee's voice was deep he was either really angry or in a really bad mood. It was one of his many defense mechanisms.

Fionna wasn't left completely clueless, she knew this had something to do with going to the Night O'sphere to see his dad. She had never met Marshall's father but she knew Marshall wasn't exactly on good terms with him either. Something about French fries too, she wasn't sure.

There was a silence. His mood was getting worse, she could tell.

Fionna sighed. "Look, I don't want you to be upset. If you don't want to tell me, fine, but is there anything I can do for you?"

She unknowingly gave the Vampire King an invitation.

Suddenly a hushed gasp filled the air! Fionna felt a cold pair of lips abruptly crushing themselves on the side of her neck, surprising her. Marshall leaned over and grabbed her shoulders with both his hands. His mouth roamed up and down her bare neck and she felt tingles shoot throughout her body. "Marshall?" she whispered. There was a low rumbling growl that escaped him. His mouth parted slightly and she could feel his fangs poke her neck. "Marshall," she repeated.

"There are so many veins running through your neck," he hissed against her neck. "I can hear your heart beat, I can hear how fast its racing." He lifted his head up and stared at her with his pitch black orbs. "One day," he murmured huskily.

Fionna remembered how to breathe. "One day what?" she asked just as softly.

"One day I'll tell you about the day I was blooded," he answered.

"Blooded?" she murmured.

"HEY! Fionna! Marshall Lee! This is no time to play monkey-in-a-tree we have Aaa to save!" Cake cried from the ground. "I finished eating my tuna so let's go!"

"Off into the Night O'sphere," Marshall replied and floated down to the ground. He suddenly changed moods and was back to his playful and devious self. "Hey Cake, you better eat a mint I don't want to smell tuna breath all night.

"Hiss!"

Fionna remained on the tree branch for one more moment. What did he mean by blooded? Did he mean when he went from human to vampire? She disregarded her thoughts and jumped down from the tree. The three adventurers once again continued into the night.

However Fionna had to wonder… just what was it in the Night O'sphere that had Marshall spooked?

Author's Note:

Slammacow, a tuna fish sandwich sounds so good right now XD

So this is what I call a filler chapter. Nothing really escalated as far as the story, but there are now new edges to Marshall Lee, the mysterious Vampire King. Next chapter there will be more… more-ness. But y'all still liked this chapter anyway, right? Let me know!

Thank you for reading and please review. You guys are mathematical! Or should I say alphabetical because this is the alternate universe? Well mathematical, alphabetical, y'all rock!

~Luna