Fionna climbed up the ladder, and crawled up into the bedroom. When she picked herself up to her feet she saw Marshall lying on the bed whistling softly to himself. Fionna just stood there a couple seconds in shock before stuttering, "h-hey." Marshall glanced over at her, and said, "oh, hey there." Fionna winced. Marshall laughed, "Fionna, it's cool. I'm not exactly the monogamy type guy. I don't care who you have sex with." Fionna's mouth opened slightly, "w-what? I do though!" Marshall dusted off his pants, "not going to lie, I thought it was pretty hot." Fionna's face grew bright red, "you watched?! S-she raised you, that's gross!" Marshall shrugged. Fionna's head dropped, and she covered her face with her hands, "uhg... I'm not going to sleep with you AND Simone. T-that's... weird." Marshall replied, "then leave me... I don't... really care... Fionna... you're cute... but even though I might treat you a little special, you're not." Fionna sighed, half relief, half pain. Marshall chuckled, "plus, considering what I just saw, you are way more into chicks than you lead me to believe." Fionna blushed, and glanced aside to floor.

Marshall spoke in again, "I believe you were assaulting Simone, trying oh so desperately to get in her panties when..." Fionna yelled, "Marshall!" Marshall grinned, "when... you said 'I still like you...' Still?" Fionna sat down at the side of the bed and sighed, "yeah..." Marshall smiled, "what?" Fionna said, "it was like five years ago..." Marshall's jaw dropped, "what!? Fi-ve years! Simone is such a pedophile!" Fionna blushed, "we never did much, but... we did do some..." Marshall rubbed his eyes, "that burns my mind!" Fionna punched him in the arm, "I was smart! I knew what I was doing!" Marshall continued unphased, "that is so wrong Fionna... so wrong..." Fionna, still blushing brightly, exclaimed, "can we just drop it!" Marshall mumbled, "how long did it last?" Fionna quietly answered, "like... two separate occasions, that's it." Marshall groaned, and jokingly said, "I'm going to go pour bleach in my eyes." He stood up, and walked into the bathroom. Fionna sighed.

When he came out he wiped his wet soapy hands on his jeans, and sat back down on the bed. Fionna was still sitting there, "sure, it wasn't the best decision I ever made, but I was curious for some sexual interaction. Ice Queen's creepiness was part of it, but Simone's sweetness was there too." Marshall covered his ears, "no, I refuse to listen to anymore about how you were taken advantage of as a child." Fionna looked down. Marshall asked, "so are you going to stay with her?" Fionna sighed, "I hope so..." Fionna sat up, walked over to the ladder, and began to climb down. Marshall picked up his guitar, and started plucking a simple tune.

Fionna approached the sitting Simone. Fionna had her hand nervously behind her neck. Simone gasped at the riff coming from upstairs, "he's here!?" Fionna shyly replied, "y-yeah. Turns out he's kind of ok with it... he sort of watched us." Simone mumbled, "perv." Fionna sat down next to her, "so... do you want to be with me?" Simone nodded, then sighed, "Finn's really nice, and sweet, but... I like you..." Fionna sweetly smiled. Then she shook it off, and continued, "well... what are you going to tell Finn?" Simone sighed, "I'm going to tell him that I... can't... be with him anymore."

Fionna sighed, "where am I going to sleep tonight?" Simone glanced up at her, "huh?" Fionna looked at her, "well I can't sleep in Marshall's bed. That would be major weird..." Simone quickly replied, "you can have the couch. I've got a sleeping bag, I'm used to sleeping on the ground anyway, so it's cool." Fionna paused, "you sure? I could just take the sleeping bag and..." Simone groaned, and got off the couch, "ugg, don't make this difficult. You get the couch." Marshall floated down into the room with his guitar, "hey ladies." Simone and Fionna grunted in monotonous agitated stereo, "hey." As he floated to the floor he grinned and shrugged. He walked over into the kitchen. "What happened to my strawberries?" Fionna grabbed the container, and started shoving strawberries into her mouth. She mumbled with her mouth full, "yo cawnt hab dem, I awedy atten dem!" Marshall walked back into the room, "what? You ass! You could've let me drink the color, then eaten them!" Fionna giggled, "oh yeah." Marshall walked back into the kitchen, and returned with an apple.

Marshall floated in a sitting position across from the couch, and quickly sucked the red out of the apple. He tossed it aside. Reached back for the guitar which was hanging from it's strap. He started casually playing. Simone turned from Fionna to Marshall and back, "so this is all cool now?" Marshall nodded not ceasing to play, "totally... if she left me for another guy, I might be a little hurt... but lesbians... way hot." Fionna looked at him with a disgusted face, Simone sighed, "just ignore him." Simone gave Fionna a peck. Fionna blushed. Marshall spoke up, "see? We all felt something just then... that's called togetherness." Simone acquired a blank expression with a hint of disapproval, and spoke to Fionna, "remind me not to hang out here with you."

NOTE: ...Yes... I did just write all that into the story... Got a problem with that you damn motherfucking bitches!? I'll cap your ass with a fucking 9mm! (I talk like someone from Pulp Fiction when I get scared of fans.)

The Marshall from this story is making a visit in Peebles n' Marcy, you don't have to read the whole story, but you might want to read chapter 14 to learn a little more about him as a character. (spoiler: he's bisexual.)

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