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A/N: Hey Yooo! I know you guys were probably like "What the heck girl?! What took you soo long. O_O" And I was like "Chill bro." and now you're like. "Shut up." And then I was like. "So this is me swallowing my pride standing in front of you saying I'm sorry for that night." And you were like. "What?" and I was like. "I'll go back in summer." And then you're like. "Again, what?" And then I was like. "All the time."

See… See this is what happens when school is about to start and Summer is over, it makes me so stressed with the books, bills, and the uniforms that can't fit my "thin" body and sudden realization hit me when I can't update fast as I did before, it makes me not make any sense. I'm so sorry I know you were looking forward that it will come fast like 48 hours but it can't be helped since my editor in chief is going to college and might not help me that much.

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A/N: You read right! I considered one of your reviews and it gave me the idea of having my works edited so I hired someone close to me as my chief editor to help make the story better than good as much as it can be helped. My editor will be addressed as Pogi- Kun.

*Particularly, he doesn't really give a damn out of this story; meaning, he's not a fan of the series—OMG, I know, right?—so all he does is fix my grammar, paragraphs, quotations, vocabulary, …etc. Yeah, he doesn't share the plot with me. He says sorry for 'not being a fan'. Although, we did watch a series together, and he found it NOT bad—which is actually 'good' in a sense. Oh well!*

WHAT YOU REALLY NEED TO READ

A/N: Since school is about to start I might not update fast but please be patient since I know most of us has been there so you'll understand me right? School is going to be a tough ride for me so I'm hoping that you guys will wish me luck and hope I'll survive so I can continue the Adventure Time Story of Fiolee.

I love you guys even if you don't! And I love you guys even if you hate me! I love you still even after this you decided to not check up on this story ever again because no matter what your kindness and awesomeness, the happiness that you gave me will never be forgotten.

-Yours truly, Smile4_ Sweets.

Okay special mentions time

The Nephilim King Michael: Aww shucks- jk I mean Aww thanks, your awesome too bro. :D

The Special Guest: Whoever you are I would like to say thank you, you sincerely helped me with this story to make it better so no problem and I hope you'll continue reading this and see how this story improves and gets better –hopefully- in the near future.

yanzu: Oh no it's okay, well actually I haven't read that manga before, my only reference in the story are my friends and random cartoons and I hope I met your expectations.

Arianna The Vampire Princess: Girl, I was so enthusiastic when I saw your first review and the other's to my story that it made me write chapter two so thank you for that awesome boost and thank you for the recent review.

Tomas-Story: Hey, I first saw you as the person who followed and favorite the story and now I'm really ecstatic to see that you finally reviewed and wow did that made my day or what, what you said was so sweet and awesome. You rock! And I was touched when I viewed your profile and found out that I was one of your favorite authors, it was such an honor when I just stopped by to check where you were from and found out about that, wow. Thank you so much. :D

Special Guest 2: Aww thanks whoever you are, and because of that I promise you I will.

Vampire Princess Awesome: Care Bears :3! You better give yourself a round of applause sister, because you gave me the last part of this chapter, thank you. Tadah! I hope it is okay though the way Ashley's moment in it was shown.

fioleeluver: I was about to update the story when I saw your sudden review because the last time I checked I expected no one to review some more but then your comment showed up and I was like. "Awwwe sssooome!" And would like to thank you for giving me this happy feeling in my heart right now. :D

arashiwarriors: I got four things to say to you, dude. One, that is an awesome idea . Two, GB will flip , Marshall is so gushy X"D *Fionna faints*. Lastly, thank you for the great ideas and for the recent review. Aweeeesoooome. :OO.

Thank you to all who followed the story, who favorite it, and added me as one of their favorite authors!

YOU GUYS ARE THE BEST! *Hugs all of you ignoring your pushing and growling* Okay Read on, dear readers.

'Dear BMO, my technological diary-slash-video game-slash- voice recorder device,

It's been thirty minutes since me and Captain Head-Bangs have been studying together and he looks…'

Fionna stopped from clicking on her technological-slash-video game-slash- voice recorder device and glanced at Marshall, who was sitting right next to her,—

"Zzzz…five more minutes Ma'am Butter…No! No, I don't want Charlie's Brown… that book has nuts… And I love nuts..."

—was sleeping on the first subject in class.

'…bored as ever.' Fionna continued, giggling at Marshall's cute and sleepy face. His head, which was facing her with his eyes closed—no duh—, was casually rested on his arms that was placed on the table. His raven-colored hair perfectly framed his flawless face, aside from a few strands covering his eyes. There's also the lip biting, for the overall Marshall-snoozing-look that is just so damn adorable and irresistibly sexy, as to what other girls say.

"Seriously, Marshalll, stop biting your lip. It looks too…Marshall Lee-ish—the flirty one." Fionna said in a hushed tone for only the snoozer beside her to hear. She wouldn't want their temperamental teacher, Ms. Bubble Gum, catch her for breaking the 'no talk, I talk' rule she made.

"It prevents girls from kissing me in my sleep…" Marshall grumbled, lazily opening one eye to look at his seatmate.

"You're awake?!" She jumped slightly in surprise, nearly losing her eyeglasses.

"Oh no dear, you're actually dreaming right now…Of course I'm awake! Silly Fionna." he replied sarcastically, enjoying her squirming under her embarrassment. She just looks so damn cute when she pouts like a chubby baby and crosses her arms like an upset ten-year old.' He never gets tired of seeing her like this.

The class got quiet.

"You faker, you've been up the whole time haven't you?" Fionna accused. She returned to her BMO and typed irritably, crushing its innocent keys. 'Marshall is stupid. Marsh is stupid. The vamp-looking guy is stupid.'

"Man, it's still so good no matter how different you could express his stupidity." she grumbled to her typing. She thought that she heard an auto-tuned voice somewhere saying 'Stop Fionna—it's hurting BMO.'

"No, your noisy typing and screechy voice woke me up, woman." Marshall complained. He yawned. "I feel sorry for your soon-to-be husband, with you waking him up in the morning and you're like, 'Wake up you lazy slave and go make me breakfast you piece of trash!' or 'Give me the remote! Can't you see I'm watching Adventure Time with Finn & Jake?' Psh." Marshall insulted, imitating her voice and adding sassy head movements.

"I don't sound like that. " Fionna glared daggers at her bestfriend. "You make me sound like the lady in Phineas and Ferb, where the wife goes 'Why did you buy this? Do we even have one of those?' And then somehow the guy gets whatever she asked for." she replied. Biology suddenly seemed interesting with Marshall's bickers.

"Yeah, I know." he replied lazily, looking into her eyes while fiddling with his pencil.

A pause. The momentary silence bothered Fionna to unknown reasons.

"Then what kind of wifey would you be?" he asked curiously, raising a single brow at her. "I'd like to hear this." Marshall added, scooting his chair next to Fionna, who stopped typing when she felt Marshall's chair bump her own.

"Well, I'm probably the loving kind of wife. But if a flirty cold-hearted jerk were to be my hubby, I'll probably be your everyday Amazon." Fionna replied, a pink hue on her cheeks. It was a little embarrassing to tell this to Marshall, he makes it seem like an interview from a fiancé. "Awkward." Fionna muttered to herself.

"Amazon? You mean you would strangle me if we got married?" Marshall blinked. From what he knew, those types of women were usually well-built and famous for bossing men around and beating the pulp out of them.

"W—what? Who said I was referring to you?" Fionna paused. "Well, when you think of it, it kind of does sound like you, doesn't it?—Wait, why are even talking about marriage life?" she glared at Marshall.

The class got deafeningly quiet.

"What are you up to?" she asked suspiciously.

"Nothing. I just asked that's all. You take things too seriously Fii." Marshall said, chuckling at Fionna's reaction. "You're already my Amazon everyday; can you at least be a sweetheart when we get there?" he mused. That got him worrying at what could happen when they get married—just in case, of course.

"Stop it, you." Fionna hissed. She looked the other way, ending the conversation and planning to face the board, only to look up at an angry pink-haired lady in front of her, who seems to have been there listening to their bickering about marriages and Amazon the whole time.

'No wonder everyone was silent.'

Fionna gulped. "H-Hi Miss Bubble Gum! …How w-was class?" she stuttered and began rubbing the back of her neck sheepishly.

"Well, that was a stupid question. I mean, we are in the class." Marshall commented. He finally sat up straight and faced the teacher. "Oh shoot! Your Miss Butter Scotch's eldest, Bubble Gum." he exclaimed with wide eyes. Darn it, he sure did pick the wrong class to sleep and chitchat.

"Wait…I've been here for half an hour and this was the first time I've met my adviser…Wow. Sorry." With what he said, Bubble Gum nodded her head. "Hi Marshie." She smiled and then poker- faced.

'Great glob, she's just like her mother!' He sweated. "She started it!" Marshall pointed at Fionna.

"Traitor!"

"It's called being honest, Fionna."

"It's not true! He slept in class for almost half an hour." Fionna confessed, pointing at Marshall and eyes blinking innocently at the teacher in front of her.

"Traitor!"

"It's called being honest, Marshall."

"QUIET. Please." Miss Bubble Gum said to the quarrelling lovers she claimed them to be, which too bad they weren't. "I've seen everything from the very beginning and I say both of you go to the principal's office." She had her arms crossed and disappointment written all over her face. She pondered for a moment, wondering if the two were 'breaking up' or something.

"But why?" Marshall asked slowly.

"Am I really getting detention?" Fionna asked, her face becoming a bit sad. She is probably the first geek who got detention for answering questions.

"Yes."

"But why?" Marshalll repeated with his eyes big and sparkly, hoping for his looks to save him like what it did to a couple of his teachers last year.

"Now go, you two." Miss Bubble Gum ignored him and pointed at the door. Oh right, she was Miss Butter Scotch's daughter. What a failure.

Marshall sighed and turned to Fionna. "You heard her, leave." he commanded to her like he wasn't part of what happened, and earned himself a glare from Fionna. Marshall ignored her, not budging from his chair, which caused more glares from the girl.

"You leave too, Marshall." their said, crossing her arms at the black-haired boy.

"But I. Don't. Want. To." Marshall pouted, still acting like a child. "Nu-uh, you are not getting me out of this chair." He hmph-ed. Miss Bubble Gum stared pointedly at him and then instructed two burly boys to carry him—and his chair—out of the room.

"Hey! I was joking! Stop it." Marshall hissed. He jumped off of his chair and turned to Fionna. "Come on Fionna, let's get ourselves in detention." He announced like he's out to get them ice cream cones instead of facing their principal. He pouted at the rest of the class and snapped his head to the direction of the door. He grabbed her and they swiftly made their way out, not without a loud BANG of the door, of course.

Once outside and out of the room's hearing range, they burst into laughter.

"What were we fighting over again?" Fionna asked in between laughs. Marshall's grand exit was taking a toll on her.

"Eh." Marshall shrugged. He stared at her for a moment and raised his hand to touch her cheek. He grabbed a strand of her hair that was showing and tucked it behind her ear. Fionna felt her cheeks go warm.

"Err…thanks." she murmured. She turned away from him and started heading towards the principal's office when a girl appeared, blocking their way. She seems to be that of Marshall's age group, with long silver hair and black eyes. Her arms were crossed and one foot was tapping against the tiled floor, impatiently waiting to be noticed by the two lover-looking couple. Seeing that they had failed to realize her presence through their random giggling and mindless chitchat, she fake-coughed. "A- hem."

Apparently, it didn't work. She only got their attention when Fionna bumped into her.

"Oof—Sorry." Fionna turned and apologized to the girl.

"Man, how many people do you bump in a day?" Marshall chuckled at his best friend. He had his arm wrapped around her shoulder when he realized who the person was before them. He paled…got paler.

"A—Ashley." Marshall stuttered. He was definitely surprised to find her in campus at this time, since her classes started an hour as far as he knew.

He quickly let go of his grip on Fionna and neared her. "Hi, what time did you arrive in school? I was pretty worried that you would get late." he said casually. He looked at her tenderly, but Ashley just stared back at him. "What, no 'running to hug me' move?" She then turned to the blonde and glared. "Who is she Marshall?"

Fionna suddenly felt uncomfortable. "Woah…umm…you must be Marsh's girl friend. I'm his best friend, Hi to you, too?" she nervously said. She has no intention of messing up anybody's relationship, but this situation seem to be giving her hints that she and this girl will not get along. She just hoped that he didn't appear as Marshall's other girl or something.

"Tch. Boyfriend stealer." Ashley hissed.

So much for hoping. Someone up there must really love her.

"Marshall, how could you do this to me?! I was your princess! You know how Nightosphere needs me!" She scolded her boyfriend, looking at him with teary eyes.

"Nightosphere? The heck? Is that some kind of RPG game?" Fionna muttered.

"Ashley…Ashley, calm down!" Marshall tried to calm her overly-dramatic girlfriend, who was now slapping his chest. "Ashley!" She finally stopped when he grabbed both of her hands.

Ashley glared at Fionna with disdain. "She is just a stupid nerd, Marshall. A N-E-R-D." she turned back to Marshall and growled. "And I am your super hot—you know that I am—and the amazingly beautiful Ashley, your GIRLFRIEND! G-U-R-L-F-R-I-E-N-D!"

There was a silence pause from Marshall before he finally let go of her. He locked his crimson eyes to Ashley's dark ones, silently asking for apology to what she had just said about the blonde. Ashley may be his girlfriend, but insulting the bestfriend was just crossing the damn line.

Fionna, on the other hand, was fuming at the words that just came out of the silver-haired cheerleader's lipstick-painted mouth. She just called her stupid and nerd in one sentence. That certainly hit the spot.

"Excuse me?"

"Like, what?" Ashley sneered at her.

"Me? Nerd? I prefer the words 'smarter than you' Girl, because I know how to spell 'girlfriend' the right way without my sassy head swaying like mental." Fionna snapped. "Plus, try looking at yourself before you, judge me. Because I am not gonna back down from a cat fight. You do NOT want to mess with these." She took her hands out, showing her perfectly cut nails courtesy of Cake for these "special" occasions.

Marshall grunted. "Oh come on! Stop it you two." he cried, but Ashley just pushed away from him and faced Fionna. She took off her earrings to un-restrict her movement in the rumble.

"You wanna fight?! Fine, whoever wins gets to have Marshall!" she smirked. "Well, come on blondie! Give me your be—UWAAAH!" the silver-haired cheerleader was cut off when Fionna slapped her cheeks. She touched the red and already swollen part of her cheeks. "W-wh-what was that for?" she stuttered and gaped at Fionna's offensive but deserving attack.

"It's to get your senses back. How dare you treat my best friend like some kind of trophy?" Fionna glared at her. "I'm asking for a fight because you mocked the 'nerd word'. I mean, you could have just said 'nerds are lame'. I'll totally be cool on that but to call us idiots, now that was just going overboard. You don't do that to us." Fionna rebuked the girl in front of her, emphasizing ridiculous all over her statement.

"You're crazy!" Ashley yelled at her.

"No, you are! You're the one who acted like a witch and, news flash lady, Marshall is your boyfriend not your personal credit card. So don't treat him like it." Fionna scolded some more. This girl was really getting into her nerves. Using Marshall as a prize was way far from her idea of settling this with her game plan. "And it was supposed to be a little innocent game of rock-paper-scissors! What were you thinking?"

Marshall blinked. Ashley gaped. They stared.

"Crazy!"

"You're crazier!"

"You're the craziest!"

"Look who's talking, Crazy!"

"I'm ending this, both of you are crazy!" Marshall face-palmed. The bickering between the two ladies in front of him ended.

"Stop it." Marshall demanded.

"But we just did."

"Fail."

"Oh sure, now you're mocking me now?" Marshall stared at them. "You, women, are unbelievable." He grumbled. He rubbed his temples before facing his girlfriend, hands on both her shoulders.

"Ashley dear, you know I love you, right? I tell that to you every day, don't I? So don't worry about me and Fionna, she's my best friend. She's cool. It's cool, right Fii?"He tried convincing Ashley in a soft manner proving that him and Fionna are not an item. Maybe they had a chance but for now they weren't.

If they were in a relationship he could've ordered their very own couple shirt with Fiolee 3 printed at the front, courtesy of his platinum credit card. "I don't like her Marshall." Fionna stated crossing her arms, as she glared at Ashley.

'I wish they'll break up.' She shook her head, knowing that that sounded impossible. Marshall may be a reckless guitarist from club to club but he's the most loyal and faithful boyfriend in the world and he sure knows how to make a girl feel special.

'Ashley is lucky.' Fionna then, suddenly felt the urge, to clutch the chest part of her loose sweater ,as she unexpectedly felt needles prickling her heart, for unknown reasons. "Shh, manners Fii." Marshall scolded his best friend, looking back to her.

Resulting Ashley to take the opportunity, as she nodded before leaning against his boyfriend's chest like an innocent person, pretending that she didn't know what just happened. Dead panned Fionna thinking she must've hit her to hard that it cost her to have a problem in the noggin.

"Oh, pardon me Marsh, where are my manners, a-hem. I really don't like her Marshall, can you please tell her to stop being a witch- Please and thank you!- There how was that?..." Fionna grinded her teeth, feeling a grudge to stop herself from playing nice."Marshall, she is being mean to me~. "Ashley complained, like a little girl to her 'money bag holding' daddy.

"Eew." Fionna irked, seeing the two being all mushy and the girlfriend causing her stomach to go upset.

"Get a room Ashley, a big one." She added, referring to her being too clingy for comfort at her best friend, like a limited edition vampire stuff toy.

"Hello~! I feel, ignored." Marshall looked at the two girls, before closing his eyes in annoyance. Wondering how can a guy as handsome, be unnoticed by a nerd and a cheer leader who were two of three of the closest girl's in his life. (-_-) "I feel like chopped liver." Marshall pouted at the two girls, who glared static electricity at each other.

"Sorry Marshall." Ashley apologized, swiftly turning her attention to her boyfriend, while hugging him. "Aww Marsh, you're not chopped liver to me, you're kind of liked chopped bacon, it may be little in some parts, but still important to me." His best friend comforted, in the best way she can ever think of.

"Nah, that won't work." Marshall pouted, slowly breaking Ashley's grip on him and stubbornly decided to sit at a corner, hugging his knees to hide his face… "You've …Hurt my feelings." He faked sniffed as he sadly curled himself. Somehow this was serious for the two.

"Marshall, come on, we are truly sorry." Ashley said, coming closer to the ego sensitive boy friend.

"Yeah, we didn't know you were hurt." Fionna nodded, sympathetically.

"How about you two hug and make up." Marshall smirked; covering it with his knees as he slowly looked at the two who fell for the 'Aww- Marshie- Worshie- Will- Do- Anything- For- You' trick. "WHAT?!" Both girls exclaimed before looking each other disgustingly. Fionna looked at Ashley like an F grade Ashley looked at her like a broken nail art.

"What you wanna kiss and make up instead? Go ahead, make my day." Marshall teased, hiding his mischievous smile as he sunk his face. "Marshall, that's not what we meant!" Both girls yelled having the urge to hit him on his head. The pervert you are Marshall Lee Abadeer…

"Then make up already, for the love of all things checkered and red!" Marshall hissed, looking at them with crimson eyes and demanding like a true rich kid with an attitude.

"Fine." The two girls sighed before glancing and stubbornly facing each other.

"Yay!" Marshall said happily then paused. "Oh plum! I'm starting to sound like Bubba." He panicked breathing rapidly worried that side effects were showing, if weirdness persist consult your mother.

"I'm sorry; I guess I was just jealous with your closeness to Marshall." Ashley apologized looking down at the well polished floor. "Well, I'm sorry too for slapping you." Fionna rubbed the back of her neck sheepishly, showing regret.

"Forgive and forget?" She added, now having the urge to look into her dark colored eyes. "Yes." Ashley nodded before the two hugged each other as a sign of retreat.

"And Marshall…" Ashley looked at her boy friend slowly as he stood up from his curled position. "Yeah, hun?" He casually replied with a hint of sweetness dusting of the dirt from his pants.

"I forgot to tell you. I sold that stuff teddy bear you have to an old man the other day, you know, for my bag designed with cherry blossom patterns. Isn't it cute?" She cheerfully said showing him the pink flowery bag that hung around her shoulder. "…" Suddenly Marshall's dusting was put to a halt, before he robotically looked at her with blank eyes.

"Marshall?" Ashley softly addressed, suddenly getting nervous of his boy friend's action. "Look it's not you, it's me." Marshall bluntly replied gaining his senses back, as he slowly came closer to her.

"What?" She said rubbing her elbows from the uneasiness. Sure Marshall was really an uneasy person to begin with, and plumping right can make anyone panicky because of his crazy and forced to attempt plans, but he wouldn't be the one to make you feel uncomfortable unless intended.

"We're breaking up Ashley." He dead panned, stubbornly assuming that there was no room for his heart to anyone who sold, lost, threw, or play un-permission with his beloved Teddy Bear. Being shocked with what he did Fionna agape, and put her finger tips together before swiftly halting her hands as it came close to her mouth, she ate her words.

'I must use this power for good.' She thought, seeing her recent wish came true, and that somehow her feet guided to bump into Marshall this morning. But at the same time guilt crawled down to her stomach, knowing that there long term relationship is sinking like Titanic, so sudden that it's making her heart stop.

"But why?" Ashley cried tears falling down her cheeks thinking what did she do wrong? All she did was sold Hambo, his most precious and taken care of Hambo.

But still being a caring lover who hates seeing a girl cry Marshall gently wiped her tears with his black and white Armando Caruso designed handkerchief. "Ashley, you know perfectly why." He continued wiping her cheeks before handing her the cloth to wipe herself instead.

Because a boy friend like him has patience limited to an ignorant jerk that was according to his best friend, used him like a credit card. "No, I want to be your girl friend forever." She sniffed hugging Marshall like he was a giant marshmallow.

"Well you can't, because I'm ending this." He angrily looked at her, knowing that there is no reason too and because she ain't giving reasons why also. Ashley truly loved him, despite her material mind as heir of a fashion company.

However, she was still hungry for his power and popularity, she loves getting stuff through her pretty face, which Marshall fell for with his feelings."I hate you Marshall! How could you do this to me?!" She yelled almost too early to ending a relationship, pushing him like a failed test paper.

Neverthless he still looked at her with those eyes of his not even wincing with her actions but instead glared at Ashley afterwards in response. Marshall knew well that he should be the one to do such a thing, I mean she sold Hambo to an old man, it's like selling a dead bird to a blind kid it was cruel to him.

But since Marshall was raised with respect to females, blame Grand Father who wants him to have an early fiancé. He shrugged off the revenge idea and just stayed silent.

"I hate you too again!" Ashley hissed looking at Fionna who was clueless of the reason, because she didn't do anything; she wasn't the old man who bought it or something. "But why?"

"You will regret the day that you broke up with me Marshall Lee Abadeer! And your ugly excuse of a best friend. "HMPH!" Ashley stormed, prima donna walked out, like a boss.

"But I didn't break up with you he did, I'm not lesbian." Fionna stated staring at Ashley's back as she stomped away, with heels, how is that even possible on tiles? Rephrasing what she said in her mind.

'You will regret the day, you, broke up with me Marshall Lee Abadeer and your best friend.'

When Fionna, hardly said anything during that time… The break up went fast, but I guess that is what happens when a man broke it off with an iron will, and when the man itself is Marshall.

"Hey, are you okay?" She slowly faced his best friend with concern, observing his upset face.

"Yeah, glad that's over." Marshall closed his eyes and made a small clicking sound with his tongue, before slowly putting his arms behind his head. Afterwards eyed the path Ashley took when she left and sighed, but not a sigh of exhaust but a sigh of accomplishment, like he finished spring cleaning.

He was free again, the truth behind his relationship with Ashley, is that his grand-father had them arranged. Believing, that they might end up together for the success of the company's partnership, basically Marshall just fell for her that is why he kept it up and Ashley agreed because he was so darn handsome.

His feelings were true despite it was just an arrangement, he would still take it seriously even if it was just a dare. Because when and Abadeer loves, his love is thicker than two bricks, strong and lasting like a piece wood placed above, romantic in its best- then breaks off the wood in to two with a Karate Chop- Only when he's had it.

"Thin love plays it safe. Thick love takes a risk. Thin love worries about and protects itself. Thick love sacrifices everything for the other. Thin love is conservative. Thick love is freedom. Thin love controls. Thick love gives away. Thin love is afraid. Thick love is courageous."

Ashley on the other hand, what a Heathercroft loves, she will truly love shiny gold, taking good care of it inside her wallet, keeper in her own way- then pulls out a gun to innocent boyfriend, the surprising shot! A kiss - Only when he withdraws from the ATM. Then BAM- boy friend bankrupt. THIN.

"Um Marshall what's a Hambo?" Fionna slightly pulled his sleeves, interrupting his nostalgia 'music video' like moment, 'Just a Dream- Nelly' mode -Knowing that he wasn't completely okay with their break up. But Marshall not minding her wrong timing, smirked knowing he was, kind of looking like an idiot there.

"A Hambo was my comfort bear, when my mother left me with her friend Miss Butter Scotch, it was all I had to remember home and where I came from… Ashley borrowed it last year, she wanted it to be her comfort pal too when her family shipped her to another country, to remember me." Marshall explained with melancholy. "And she sold it?" Fionna stated dramatically ending his reminiscence, sounding unbelievable herself.

"That does hurt." Fionna looked down-. "So Nightosphere?" But changed the topic remembering what Ashley said before , something about, it, needing her and Marshall.

"Huh? What about it?" Marshall looked back to her, with confused eyes. "Is that some kind of game or something?" Fionna touched her chin like she was solving an equation, afterwards pushed her glasses back.

Now, looking like a teacher to Marshall, he smirked and tried to say something about it, but suddenly, realization smacked the back of his head. She was asking something way above her understanding as an innocent girl and something that even Marshall was forbidden to mention.

Dang Ashley.

"Hey we've got to get going, the principal is not going to be happy if we came up late Fii. Le'go." Marshall flustered a bit, as he completely changed topic, running towards like nothing happened.

"Hey Marshall wait u-"

Her best friend who was trying to leave the awkwardness halted when slow poke girl called. "Hurry up Fii." Marshall slightly slid his feet to a halt as he waited for her to catch up, his back facing her.

"…"

But after a few seconds he didn't hear a respond.

Marshall was waiting for the lazy "Pfft. Your legs are longer than mine." complain, Fionna would always throw, but nothing, he heard nothing. "Eh?" he slowly looked back, wondering why she didn't say those six favorite words that made him laugh all the time.

"Fionna?.." His voice trailed off, surprised to see his best friend disappear and the only thing there from her previous position was her black doll shoe. "Where…Is she?" He face palmed, biting his lips as he shook his head in disbelief.

"Augh, how many events can occur when going to the principal's office? Shit." First day of school was getting memorable, alright, he saw Fionna after two years, got detention with her and she slapped his girl friend which he eventually broke up with, afterwards disappeared into the shadows. Uh-Mazing…

Meanwhile

Two boys grabbed firmly Fionna by her waist so she wouldn't have a chance to get away. They even went far as to cover her mouth, making sure she didn't yell for her best friend's help, afterwards they pulled her in to a dark and empty room.

"Let go of me!" Fionna squealed but the taller boy, with white curly hair and having a velvety voice, hold her tightly, doing the opposite of what she said. "Lock it." The boy ordered his acquaintance, whom obeyed obediently, which made Fionna sweat a little.

She couldn't even make out who was keeping her held captive, because it was too dark inside the club room, with the thick curtains covering the windows. "We need to get a better view…" the white haired boy whispered loud enough for him and his partner to hear, so no outsiders could take notice of their location, and making Fionna shiver a bit.

Fionna felt like she was in trouble when she heard the boy behind her command to open the lights.

"Wh-what is this?" She breathed rapidly, and before she knew it Fionna was pushed to the wall… Fast but gentle causing her to shake and silently pray for safety.

These two seem angry at her, judging by the way they went far into kidnapping, and locking the door. "What the heck is wrong with you Fionna?..." She heard one of the boys speak before her, grinding his teeth as he firmly held her against the wall.

"Golly, Fionna why do you keep getting yourself into trouble? Even going far as detention." The other boy, complained sounding a bit child like, his back lying against the wall, with arms- crossed. "W-w-ait- It's you two?" Fionna a gaped, after the lights finally revealed the face of the boys acting like holdapers.

"What are you up to?..." Fionna growled in anger, she hated these two mystery boy's plot. "Something very unpleasant…" Both of them replied in a sync and rasp tone.

"Huh?"

Then before she knew it the one holding pulled her close to his ribs, making a head lock, and with their free hand forming a fist immediately. Suddenly the two began rubbing their knuckles across the blonde's scalp rapidly, still keeping a firm hold, to execute punishment.

"Branden! Takoda! Stop it!" Fionna yelled from the top of her lungs, commanding the two who were indentified to be her other male best friend's in school. "Noogie!" – Whom ignored her wish of ending the pain.

"Face the wrath of our fuming fury!" Branden said, who was identified as to be the guy who pushed her to the wall and had a deeper voice. "Sorry Fionna, you made us do this." Replied his little brother, Takoda, noogie-ing her two handedly, because both of his hands are free, since Branden was holding.

"Quit it or I'll tear your pretty boy faces down to the floor, darn you two!" Fionna screamed trying to push them away but it was useless since Branden held a good grip on her. "Say the magic words first, my sweet." He requested with a sly grin on his face.

"You freaking white- haired flirt, who smells like bacons, let GO of ME." She said grinding her teeth in annoyance, from the anger she felt this morning with Ignitus's teasing, Ashley's attitude and now her two buddies. They were being ridiculous, what did she do to deserve such a thing on her first day of school?

"Those are not, the magic words, Fionna." Takoda kidded, showing his playful grin across his face. "Magic words your face!" Fionna growled as she stomped on both of their feet, causing Branden to let go and Takoda jump on one foot repeatedly, holding the injured foot close to him while doing so, thanks to Fionna's strength when provoked. Dang, girl.

"Branden what were you two trying to do? And what for?!" Fionna scolded, now it was her turn to give punishment pulling them with their school uniformed ties, and afterwards tying it to the nearby teacher's table. "Hey easy with the face Fionna, girl's would cry if it was bruised." Branden stated, in a play boy demeanor with care hinted in his voice as he blew the clear colored strands of hair away from his eyes, which eventually landed perfectly on his face.

"We did it out of love, Fionna." Takoda whimpered as a childish cutie. Since he had rapidly jumped few minutes ago and because she pulled them to the table forcibly, his brown hair was perfectly, un-styled.

"Ya, love for stupidity maybe." Fionna glared at the two. "And you, shut up." She shifted her attention to Branden who gave her a pout.

"I was just hanging out with my best friend after two years, and then you decided to snatch me away from him? We were having fun." Fionna explained, with a frown, showing that what they did was un called for.

"To detention? Oh heck no you aint." Branden looked at her eye to eye as he slowly shook his head ,thinking, that his friends who was a straight A student- except in Math, a goody two shoes- except when her teachers aren't around, got detention for the first time.

Which he heard from his friend who knows this guy who met this person who texted his friend who emailed it on yahoo and read by his mother eventually and tweeted it to her friend who shared it on bookface who wrote it on Wikipedia and liked it on google then read by Branden who made a group message to his friends but actually sent it to his brother who saw Fionna with Marshall, *breathe* and slapped Ashley, the cheer leader beach, Takoda pictured it and grabbed her with him after a few minutes.

"Your point?" Fionna crossed her arms, knowing that that wasn't much of a big deal. Since it won't go to her permanent records, and definitely not worthy of a triple noogie. Because of that, it caused her to have a head ache and also messed up blonde locks, which was already a disaster in the first place.

"We meant to save you, from detention, and punish you, at the same time, for being close to it." Takoda explained to her, with hand gestures emphasizing their side of the story. As Fionna stopped herself from punching them from their stupidity, which suddenly made sense, she looked at them apologetically.

"Look, I get it that you guys are concerned with my reputation and thank you, but it's not that serious, it will only happen this once." Fionna told them, calming the tense atmosphere.

"Once?" Branden looked at her with disapproving eyes. "You're with Marshall Lee Abadeer, The Fresh- Blood Prince, you'll be in detention more than twice, especially since he broke up with his girl friend. Whom gave him the sole reason to not get himself into trouble." He added, crossing his arms, looking down. "What are you saying? The Fresh Blood thing- Yeah that was a rumor, I'm sure of it" Fionna defended, crossing her arms, eyeing at the white- haired boy before her, and Takoda seeing them do it decided to cross his arms too.

"Poor little guy." Takoda whispered to himself suddenly looking down too, ignoring what Fionna said. "Nightosphere will go rough on him…" Branden nodded which made Fionna popped a vein from her forehead.

"What are you guys talking about and what the heck is Nightosphere? I've been hearing it for quite awhile an-" But before Fionna can finish her sentence Branden cut her off "Stay away from Marshall Lee, Fionna." He faced her sapphire eyes, with the same icy stare Marshall did awhile ago, showing like a true heir of a famous hotel company- which, yeah he is.

"He's not the guy that you, should be hanging out with." Takoda added, nodding from Branden's statement. "What are you saying? Marshall is my best friend..." Fionna showing a hint of sadness in her defense, since she can't understand why her two other best friends in school was restricting her.

"We know, but Fionna he might not be the guy he used to be, Marshall's change." Branden softly replied to Fionna, knowing that she would be awfully hurt from what he will tell her which was a matter in fact true as she made a fist, and put it close to her chest. "What do you know about him?" Fionna protectively challenged, for sure she knows her best friend more than anyone else, who are they to talk?

"I've met him this morning and he looks perfectly- Marshall Lee- ish nothing changed, maybe in puberty stuff but other than that he's still himself."

"Fionna, listen to us, you haven't seen his "true colors" and his potential as a prince, he's dangerous to you." Takoda looked at her with concern, seems like they will have a hard time convincing a girl who has an iron will as stubborn as her best friend's "I don't care, Marshall is Marshall to me and I'm staying by his side." Fionna proclaimed, determination in her eyes, deciding that she will never leave her best friend, not even having a second thought of what might happen, which made the two objectors, fell silent afterwards.

Marshall on the other hand held a key which he borrowed from his newly found friend the janitor dude from the other side of their door revealing that he's been listening to their conversation with clenched fist.

When the two said that Fionna should stay away from him, Marshall frowned because he knew they were right. But boy, when he heard her say those final words… He was completely shocked, raising his head to reach the door's little square windows; he took a peak of the situation.

Truly, his heart never forgot how it feels to see this beautiful girl, with a respectable determination, and remarkable courage, in his crimson- valentine eyes, as he heard it rumble fast. "Darn my allergic reactions to her." Marshall grunted not admitting that his "allergies" is actually that mushy feeling he feels that makes him jump up and down and stuff while hugging himself.

He wouldn't even call it love, even if it was right in front of him, like a huge billboard. He's probably the first guy who accepted friendzone from the very beginning without even going emo, neither making social sites his tissue box, because he thought that she will never feel the same way anyway so why bother.

Of course that was just a thought.

He patted his chest repeatedly, telling himself to stop heart beating like you've seen 'the one.' Because he knows that she is, in his loco head- but unfortunately now is not the time to react to it.

Leaning his head towards the door he asked himself a question. "Marshall Lee Abadeer, do you still love her after eight years? For guitar's sake you just broke up with your girlfriend." He closed his eyes, trying to find the answer that's inside of his mind but then-

"Fionna wh-where are you going?" Takoda asked, observing that she was about to leave them still tied tight to the table. "I'm going out, I need some fresh air." Fionna sighed, rubbing her temples before looking at them, as she opened the door. "Hwah!" She yelled, surprised at the falling Marshall that landed unexpectedly on top of her.

Marshall's face was close to hers, both of his hands landed at the side near her neck, knees placed near her legs, and her blue ocean eyes locked with his ruby blood ones. It lasted for five seconds, before they could blink and blush all shades of red on their faces.

Which made Branden Primafeasta and Takoda Primafeasta, agape, and also stayed like that for five seconds before glancing at each other, and restoring attention to the two at the most eye- popping fall ever made in their innocent first year eyes.

But what was unknown to Branden's, currently scratched eyes, Takoda's wide, angry bird like eyes, and Fionna's 'Oh. .' face. Marshall finally realized, the answer to his previous question. "I'm still in love with my first love."

A/N:

Branden and Takoda Primafeasta A.K.A Breakfast and Toast Prince of Adventure Time, like I said, before, I add characters because they will play a good role in the story and changed their names a bit.

I chose them because they were the only prince's who were siblings.

The "Prima" in their last name came from the Italian version of "Breakfast" and "Feasta" from the Irish. Branden's appearance is a teen who is as tall as Marshall, white hair with side bangs on the front and a wavy at the back and Takoda is slightly shorter than Branden and has brown hair similar to his only Takoda's is less wavy. Can't visualize? I'll upload my drawing soon and make it the cover of the story. I hope it will turn out right first time drawing them.

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