The next day, Fionna and Marshall Lee were up before dawn, yawning and stretching.
"Hey Fionna, how are you?" Marshall asks sincerely.
"I'm fine Marshall, just a little drained I guess?" She walks over to him and grabs his hand. "Shouldn't we get going if we want to get strawberries for breakfast? I'm starved." Marshall can't help but noticed Fionna, she's a little off this morning, maybe it's just tiredness, who knows?
Then walk out the door, about 1 hour before sunrise. They trudge along the dirt path to the Strawberry Fields quietly until Fionna breaks the silence.
"So my king," she purred playfully. "What should I do about Cake?" Playfully attitude is gone. She purses her lips tight, scared to utter another noise.
"Fi, I honestly have no clue... Do you have any regrets... about me biting you?" He looks directly in her eyes, shy and confused.
"No, no Marshall, I couldn't have doubts! As long as you and me are together, I could careless about what I am, a vampire, werewolf, human, lumpy space girl. As long as we're together, I couldn't have Any regrets. I love you." She smiles, noticing her new sharp fangs for the first time, with the blush showing deeper and more vivid due to her paleness. Marshall wraps her in a long hug, kissing her forehead. "I love you too, my queen." He smiles.
"Plus this flying is pretty sweet too!" She chuckles cleverly and flies up past the trees, wanting Marshall to come find her. Soon his head pops out from the trees and a sneaky grin forms on his face. "Mwahahaha! I'll get you!" He shouts. They chase each other around and around the forest, giggling and panting. Finally, Marshall grabs her by the waist from behind and pulls her towards the ground. "Easy there with the flying, Fi, don't hurt yourself." He winks and grabs her hand. "Aww, man, it'll be sunrise in less than half an hour, let's just make this trip quick, okay?" She nods and the quickly fly hand in hand to the Strawberry Field. They grab as many berries they can in a few minutes and rush back to Marshall's house.
They feast on plump, red strawberries until they're too full to move. They barley make it to Marshall's room. She lays back, scooting her self up against the pillow. All either or them wanted to do was sleep. Marshall laid on his back on the soft bed, with Fionna curled up against his chest. His fingers ran through her hair as the rhythm of his breathing lulled her to sleep. "Good morning, Fi." As sunlight glowed through the heavy drapes. They drifted to sleep.
They wake up again at around 9 P.M. "Goodnight, Fionna." he says with a smile. she wakes and moves against the sheets until her eyes adjust to the darkness. she smiles back at last and kisses him sweetly on the cheek, moving to his lips.