Down she flew, almost faster than one's eye could see. Not much further below her was Prince Gumball, making his way to his palace to prepare for the party he was throwing later that evening. He was humming to himself, holding a tray of cream puffs and, while stopping for a second, he happened to hear Fionna's faint scream. PG could recognize that voice anywhere. His head turned up and he saw her body rapidly making its way toward the ground. His heart began to beat violently inside of his chest, and without taking a fraction of a second to think of what to do, he threw his tray to the ground and held his arms up in the air, praying that she would land in his arms instead of the ground. An enormous sigh of relief escaped from his mouth as he grasped his hands tightly around Fionna, who landed almost directly into his arms. She was shaking and quivering quietly, her eyes closed in shock. Gumball planned on bringing her to his palace to clean her up and calm her down, but while in the middle of processing his thoughts was interrupted by Marshall, who flew down right beside Fionna as quickly as possible.
"Oh my glob, is she okay!?" Marshall asked worriedly, clutching his head in the dizziness that his emotions were giving him. PG rolled his eyes and turned away from Marshall.
"You decide to teach her this on top of a cliff!?" He swallowed, "Fucking arrogance,"
"Like I knew this would happen!" Marshall moaned. "Just let me have her; she probably wants to see me," he implored. Fionna opened her eyes.
"L-let me go with Gumball," She breathed. Marshall could feel his heart pounding faster and faster underneath his plaid red shirt.
"I-" He could barely manage to squeeze anything out his lips, due to the anger that he was trying to suppress. Not anger towards Fionna, but Gumball.
"Okay, Fionna. See you later," he croaked. As he flew up and made his way to his house, he felt his heart sink as he watched Prince Gumball carry Fionna back home to his palace. When they got there, he placed Fionna down on the couch in his living room and surrounded her with blankets and pillows. Gumball felt an immense amount of compassion and sympathy as he looked down at Fionna's convulsive body laying against the soft pink couch. Fionna wasn't mad at Marshall, nor did she think of herself doing anything close to cheating with Prince Gumball, but the warmth she felt when she came in contact with his arms was too immense for her to even consider moving away from him. Just the thought that her life could've ended in a split second, and he just happened to be nearby, seemed like a complete miracle to her. It was a complete miracle. And, with her body under the amount of shock that it was at the moment, she hardly even noticed that Marshall was there, standing above her quivering embodiment. Gumball felt slightly guilty keeping Fionna inside his living room when she clearly had a boyfriend, (who was a freaky vampire king not to mention) and found it hard to resist the urge to kiss her. He stepped into his kitchen and turned on the kettle, boiling some water to make Fionna a cup of candy tea. Picking up a tea bag and dropping it into a mug, he felt himself jump and happened to knock the mug over, spilling the boiling water all over the surface of the counter.
"What the hell are you doing!?" PG bellowed, his eyes following Marshall as he flew in through the window of the kitchen and sat down on the sofa beside Fionna.
"You feeling any better?" Marshall asked, sounding concerned. Fionna nodded, happening to notice a hint of nervousness apparent in Marshall's eyes.
"Marshall? Is everything okay?" Fionna asked caringly. He nodded,
"Oh, yeah, yeah I'm fine," He mumbled. She could tell that he was lying though. Fionna hovered her hand above his and looked into his eyes.
"You know you can tell me anything," She whispered. Marshall nodded and bit his lip.
"I-uh... my mom doesn't exactly like me being with you... I mean- she told me that since I'm a villain I can't be with somebody like you," Marshall mumbled nervously, "All- all good and stuff," he added. "She said that unless I go back to the Nitosphere and run it with her, she'll kill you,"
Gumball raised an eyebrow and shot a look across the room to Marshall.
"Good," he said under his breath. "Finally getting rid of you,"
Fionna happened to hear him and stood up, glaring him straight in the eye.
"Excuse me?" She jeered bitterly, her eyes watering with tears. Her tongue could feel the salty fluid hit the tip of her taste buds, as the tears began streaming down her face.
"I'm sorry, Fionna," Marshall whispered.
