Haii. Wait what's this?! An update in reasonable time?! WHO ARE YOU AND WHAT HAVE YOU DONE WITH THE REAL KITTEN?!

Jkjk

I've been writing all week :3 Hope ya'll enjoy! PLEASE review and all that jazz, it means a lot to me ^w^

Uh anyway the chapter:

Oh glob, oh glob, oh glob. I really hope Marshall didn't realize that. What if he knows?! What if he thinks of me like a child?! Oh dear glob ple- "

Blue? You alright over there?"

Marshall's deep voice caused me to snap out of whatever I was in, and comprehend that I was just standing in front of the oven. Not doing anything... great.

"Oh yeah fine, just was thinking about how mathematical these cupcakes are gonna taste!"

Marshall's POV

What is up with her? She seems sorta out of it today… Probably dreaming about stupid Flame Prince. Ugh, what does she see in him?! I mean really! He's stupid, dangerous, uncaring, hot (literally!) and just overall pathetic! Plus he's a Prince! A little rinky dink Prince! Fionna deserves a King. Not some hot headed, obtuse¹, child!

"Here we go" chirps Fionna, whilst placing the rows of cupcakes on the bench.

My hand quickly wanders over the to the rack of cupcakes. Just before my hand is able to reach these delicious red wonders, I'm greeted with a sharp smack.

"Nuh uh!" she says "We have to let cool before eating them!"

"Oh Blue, you're so forgetful, I don't feel heat, so these little red balls of deliciousness won't be able to hurt the sexyness that is me"

She just rolls her eyes as I snatch a cupcake before she can protest, sinking my cuspids² into the spongy redness.

Fionna's POV (I feel like I switch in between these two too much - please tell if you think so as well)

I watch Marshall sink his fangs into the cupcake, observing his emotions.

He first looked like he had just bitten into death, then on some food-orgasm.

"Is it good?"

"Good?! My dear this is utterly delicious! Here, try" He stuffing the grey cupcake into my mouth.

"Mnnommnomnom?" I try to say, mouth full of cupcake

"I'm sorry sweetie, try speaking english"

Gulping down the rest of the cake-y goodness, I exclaim "Dude, those are globbing delicious!"

¹obtuse slow to learn or understand; lacking intellectual acuity AKA my new and favourite insult.

²cuspid Your canine tooth, or the pointy ones that look like vampire fangs.

After we had gobbeled the last of the cupcakes, (well… Marshall sucked out crimson colour, and I ate the grey cake) we sat on his strangely uncomfortable couch and watched "Frozen".

"Do we really have to watch this?" Moaned Marshall, he'd been against the idea since I had suggested it.

"Yes! Now sing along"

"Ugggh- Go! LET IT GO CAN'T HOLD IT BACK ANYMORE LET IT G-"

"Oh jesus, I take that back. Please stop stop singing"

"You wanted me too" he chanted

Marshall's POV

Once we had finished the hell on tape, I glance down at the sleeping blonde sleeping in my lap. I had taken her bunny hat off earlier, so her hair was flowing around her full curves like a blanket.

She looks so peaceful when she sleeps, so… human.

"Uhh.."

This is crazy. I can't. We can't. She couldn't! Would she? No no no. I can't do that to her. I just… never.

I pick up the sleeping girl and float up to my bedroom. She can have the bed, I don't need it, I'll just float. Placing her down on the soft black sheets (luckily I changed them from my batman sheets… shut up they're comfy!) I watch her curl up into a ball, golden waves of hair surrounding her. I gently pull the duvet from underneath her, and wrap it around her.

"Goodnight blue" I whisper, kissing her on the forehead.

Soo? What did ya think? Please tell me, look the box is right down there V it's not that hard

But I gtg, Mam's birthday dinner :D Happy birthday mam! 3 (please don't disown me)

Seeya

Kitten OUT