Thanks so much to everyone who reads my fanfic c: ERMAHGERD I have this huge problem ._. This thing called procrastination always bothers me, it doesn't matter how bad I want tot write, I never can, it convinces me that I have to read more fanfic to get inspried then I end up reading a 2038523987 chapter story... Yeah I have no life :L
Fionna and Marshall get home from the hospital just when the sun peeks over the horizon. "Hey Marshall..."
"Yes Miss Fionna?" He smiles at her.
"You know we're getting married tomorrow, right?"
"Yes ma'am." He beams at her, kissing her hand lightly, piercing her with a passionate stare.
"Did I show you my dress? Me and Cake picked it out a week ago, I wanted to keep it a secret." She smiles.
"No, no, no. I'm not supposed to see my bride in her wedding gown until we get married, silly." He grins at her playfully.
"Oh, oh yeah. I forgot." She smiles feeling overwhelmed with stupidity. He chuckles at her adoringly.
"You're adorable when you mess things up, I mean that in a good way." He grins with his pointy fangs showing. Fionna blushes and yawns shortly after. "Glob, I'm exhausted."
Marshall picks up her soon-to-be bride, carrying her up the stairs and setting her on the comfy bed. Even though she was a powerful, potentially lethal vampire, he couldn't help but feel like she's a delicate, frail little girl with those twins just months from being born. Fionna stretches tiredly, a groan escaping her lips.
"Night Marshall." She lays back and shuts her eyes peacefully, not feeling the weight of the world on her shoulders for once. The vampire lays next to her, feeling her rise and lower with her breath, her soundless movements as she drifts to sleep.
"I love you, Fionna." He whispers in her ear, kissing her softly.
They wake up like it was any other day, but everything is changed now, in a good way. "Today's the big day." Marshall whispers, getting up and helping her sit up. Fionna smiles, grinning down at her twins. Marshall walks to the closet and grabs the loyal umbrella they've had for so long. "I guess I'll see you at the altar." Marshall beams, kissing her lovingly.
"Bye." She whispers faintly.
"Babe, is something wrong?" He asks concerned, stopping in his tracks.
"Oh it's nothing." She fake smiles. "I'll see you at the altar." She repeats back at him. He nods curtly, jogging down the stairs.
"Bye, my darling." He says as he rushes out the door to get to Prince Gumball's house. But Fionna was scared. She was scared about everything, the twins, her marriage, life, everything. What if she's not a good mother? What if she fails as a queen, a wife? Questions buzzed around in her head like hornets droning on and on.
Marshall gets to the Candy Kingdom, smiled and waved at by the citizens. He gets inside the foyer, gazing upon the neat rows of benches, the carpet being rolled out, white rose petals being placed ever-so carefully. "There you are, Marshall!" PG shouts, bringing him up the stairs to his room. "How long have we got until the wedding? 4 hours, Glob, there's no time!" She breathes in and out heavily in panic.
"Gumball! There's plenty of time, just don't worry, everything's almost set up, you're a good friend, being here for me today." He smiles at him his appreciation.
"Okay, okay." His breath slows down. "Just get ready." He touches his shoulder proudly. "It's crazy, just last year you didn't care about anyone, you we're reckless. All you did was play bass and mock Fionna and Cake. Now look, you're getting married in just 3 hours, to that same girl you used to tease all the time." He grins at Marshall like his childhood is slipping away, like nothing will ever be the same after today.
"PG, don't act like this. Don't act like I'm leaving you, or changing, or anything. I still love bass, I'm the same guy, I just have 3 new additions in my life. It's not going to make me a bad person, I'll always be the same Marshall." He grins at him, comforting the tearing-up prince.
"Wait... 3 Additions?" He raises an eyebrow. Marshall swallows hard after remembering he didn't tell anyone else about Fi's pregancy.
"Uh, yeah... Um..." He awkwardly looks for a distraction. "We knew you were going to find out sooner or later, I seriously just didn't have time to run around to everyone telling them the news."
"What news?" PG questions desperately.
"Fionna is pregnant." He chokes out nervously. Gumball's reaction is the opposite of his expectations.
"Wow, that's really great, Marshall." He grins and pats his back. "Twins?" That's crazy, alot of work, but they'll sure be a blessing." He smiles. "You'll be a great dad." He mumbles, trying not to be too clingy.
"Thanks, PG, it means alot coming from you." He smiles. For once, Marshall feels really optimistic about the future, when he imagined it, it was clouded with despair and unhappiness. Not from Fionna, Glob, no. From him, he's always been scared of not being a good father, failing Fionna as a king, worrying about this and that. But now his future is bright, he knows the twins are a blessing, and so is Fionna.
Marshall starts getting dressed, traditional tuxedo, black and white. He wears his hear like he normally would, what's wrong with that? He glances in the mirror, seeing a husband, a father and someone his family can depend on in front of him. Before he knows it, after all the contemplating and putting on his clothes precisely, there's only an hour left until the wedding. Cake walks in PG's room, in awe of Marshall, all dressed up for his big day.
"Awww, honey." She gets next to him, admiring the husband-to-be. "You look so handsome! I can't believe you and Fionna are all grown up already, getting married, in love, it seems like just yesterday when you guys were chasing eachother around, you would steal her bunny hat, which was much too big for her, she'd pout and cry, you couldn't stand to see her cry." She looks up, tears in her eyes. "You never could stand to see her cry... You'd always promise to make it all better." Her voice starts breaking in sobs. "Now your morals haven't changed. You'd never hurt her." A tear rolls down her cheek. Marshall replies.
Never in a million years would I hurt her. I'd rather die than live with out her." He smiles down to Cake, wiping away her tears.
"Good. As long as it stays that way, everything will be perfect with you two. Now it almost time for the wedding!" She perks up, taking his hand and leading him down the stairs, the wedding is all set up, decorated beautifully, all that's missing is Marshall at the altar. "Go get up there!" She pushes him up. Only a few people are there, but the crown thickens in a few minutes, 30 minutes before the wedding starts.
"Good luck." Cake whispers as she takes her seat, leaving Marshall at the altar, awaiting his bride.