Hi, everyone! I just noticed that my 'F' key is acting weird, so if there are any errors because of that, I'm really sorry. Anywho, Chapter 3!
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"So how was school today?" Marceline's father tried to make small talk at the kitchen table. He'd come in hours after he said he would, although Marceline was used to this by now, and planed the meal accordingly.
"It was whatever. Marshall was pretty cool." Marceline replied, playing with the noodles at the end of her fork.
Marceline never had a good relationship with her father. Not that he was a particularly bad person, he was actually quite nice (Well, as nice as a CEO of a cutthroat banking empire can be), but he put all of his free time into his work, instead of his child, after Marceline's mother passed away. He'd ask his older brother to watch her, which was okay with Marceline, but Simon always warned him that he'd grow distant with his daughter if he kept it up.
He'd always laugh it of, but look where that got him. Sitting across the table from a teenage girl he barely knew, in a large house that seemed so empty.
"That's good. That's good." Hunson said, scratching his chin nervously. He was never good at making conversation, and his daughter was no exception.
"So...how was work?" Marceline asked, not really caring about the answer. She loved her dad, she really did, but she felt that he abandoned her when she needed him most.
"It was good. The company's stock prices went up 2% from last week, so.."
Hunson droned on and on. Marceline tried to act interested, but she really didn't care. Her father insisted that she eat meals with him after Simon passed away, so they'd be more like a 'family'. Marceline humored him, not wanting to fight about it.
After dinner, Marceline went up to her room, and wrote lyrics for songs that had been floating around in her head.
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Over the next couple of weeks, Marceline found herself falling into the natural rhythm of school. She'd go to class, annoy Bubblegum (it had become her favorite passtime to rile the pink princess up), and hang out with Marshall and his friends.
She walked into her Biology class, and took her assigned seat. Bubblegum was in the seat next to her, steadfastly ignoring her.
"Hello there, Bonni. Fine weather we're having today, isn't it?" Marceline said. She knew the girl wouldn't respond, but she liked to rile her up, anyways.
The girl glared at her before going back to her notes.
Charming. Simply charming. Marceline thought to herself, chuckling.
Over the past couple of weeks, Marceline realized that it didn't matter what she did to the princess; Bubblegum would still hate her no matter what. So, she embraced it, and decided she'd have a little fun while she was at it.
"You know, I gotta say, it wasn't really fun skating here in the rain. Really puts a 'damper' on someone's day."
She laughed at her corny joke. Just then, the late bell rang, and Ms. Trunks began their lesson on Natural Selection.
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Marceline was walking out of the building when she heard the familiar puttering of a beat up Honda.
Shit.
"Mar-Mar! Over here!" Ash waved from the driver's side, fully prepared to run her down should she skate off again.
SHIT.
Marceline couldn't believe that creep was back. After he drove up to her house, her father had a strict conversation with him, threatening the lives of Ash's future children if he didn't stay away.
So, of course, he came back. It's not like Marceline DIDN'T want him, or anything, right?
Marceline was brought out of her thoughts by slender arms wrapping themselves around her waste.
"Hey Marcy", a familiar voice purred into her ear, "This guy giving you any trouble?"
By this point, Ash had gotten out of his car and was heading over to Marceline and Bubblegum.
"Uh. Hey, Bonni." Was all Marceline could manage. She was to caught up in how perectly Bubblegum's front molded into her back. Bubblegum was usually a few inches shorter, but the girl had decided to wear heels that day, making up for the height diference.
"Marceline, who the HELL is this? Are you cheating on me?" Ash had gotten closer, into Marceline's face, and was screaming at her.
"For your information, you backwards neanderthal, I am her GIRLFRIEND. So if you wouldn't mind stepping out of her space, I really don't want to ruin my new manicure bashing your ugly face in." Bubblegum spoke with an eerie calm, and it made Marceline a little uneasy.
The girl was small, but she carried herself in a way that promised pain and suffering to those who crossed her path.
Ash took a step back before continuing, clearly unnerved.
"You're too small to hurt me, little girl."
That snapped Marceline out of her thoughts. "You touch one hair on my girl's head, and I can promise you that you'll regret it." She said coldly, taking a step towards the now cowering man.
"Now, I suggest you get back into your piece of shit car, and drive back to whatever little hole you crawled out of."
With that, Ash took off, bumping into the driver's side door before wrenching it open and speeding off, a huge cloud of smoke trailing after him.
Marceline let out a sigh of relief, before turning back to the girl behind her. Bubblegum had taken her hands off of Marceline, and had headed off in the direction of the parking lot.
"Hey! Bonni." Marceline jogged and caught up with her.
"Um. Thanks, I guess, for saving me back there." She had matched her stride with the other girl's, and they were headed for a bright pink VW Bug.
"Whatever. Don't go around telling the school that we're friends. We aren't. But he seemed like a creep, and I thought you might need some help. That's it." Bubblegum spat, quickly getting into the small car and driving off, leaving Marceline staring confounded in the parking lot.
What did I do to piss her off? She wondered for the umpteenth time since she started at the High School.
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Marceline was in the band room, talking to Billy about minors versus majors in music, when Marshall Lee burst through the doors.
"Marceline! There you are! I've been looking everywhere for you." He said, interrupting the conversation and dragging Marceline out. She flashed Billy and apologetic look, and her nodded, smiling at the teenagers' antics.
"What is it?" Marceline asked once they got out of the room and int othe hallways.
"Bubblegum's hosting a party at her house and invited us."
"You've got to be shitting me."
"Weeeeelll." Marshall started, scratching at his head. Marceline glared at him and he cracked.
"Bubba invited Fiona and Jake, and we're their plus ones."
"I don't want to go to the party."
"WHAT!" Marshall flinched as if hit, before turning back to the vixen.
"It's garunteed to be huge! Bubblegum's parents are never home, and the princess always manages to break out some choice booze! Not to mention all the...fun stuff...that'll be there," Marshall said, wriggling his eyebrows.
Marceline rolled her eyes before continuing.
"She doesn't like me, Marshall. If I show up, she'll just cause this huge scene and kick me out. I'm not about that."
"That's the thing!" He started, slinging an arm around her shoulders and waling to class. "She can't do anything about it, because Bubba invited Fiona and Jake, she can't do anything about us being the plus ones, since she never specified who could and couldn't be invited. So techically, she can't touch you." Marshall explained.
"And besides, I was, maybe wondering if you could, you know, kinda nudge Fiona my way?" He finished, a gleam in his eye.
He really wants me to go, she thought. What the heck? What are cousins for?
Marceline facepalmed before starting.
"As much as I really don't want to, I suppose, if my dad will let me, and I don't have any homework, or other pressing matters-"
Marshall glared at her.
"-I'd love to be your wingman for the night, Marshall. But you owe me."
He jumped for joy.
"Yes! You name it, it's done! Thatnk you soooooo much, Marcy!" He enveloped her in a bone crushing hug.
What did I get myself into?
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And that's another chapter. Sorry if it's late, but I'm on vacation, and the service around here kinda sucks, so I couldn't upload anything for a while. Anywho, for those who are interested, what Marceline and Billy were discussing has to do with changing songs written in a major key, to a minor key. Usually, songs in a major key are happier, while those in a minor key tend to be a bit sad, with the exception of the song Happy (though, the chorus is in a major key). For those interested, the link below shows a major song that's transcribed into a minor key, as well as a description, similiar to the one I just gave.
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So, yeah. I kind of nerd out a bit on this stuff, so. Anyways, be sure to leave a review if you liked it! Have an awesome day!