SORRY SORRY SORRY GUISEEE!

I FORGOT THAT I STILL HAD A REVIEW LIMIT ON THIS STORY!

Anyways, here is your overdue chapter.

THANKS FOR THE REVIEWS :3

DISCLAIMER: DO I REALLY HAVE TO CLARIFY THIS ANY MORE?

Marceline walked into The Nightosphere surprised at what she saw. This wasn't just A club, it was THE club. Every where people were dancing, although some was inappropriate. She got many approving looks and was tempted to ditch the date, but then remembered the seasonal pass. She could talk to those guys next time. She slowly walked fully in; concentrating on her feet and making sure she didn't fall over the stupid shoes. A whistle came from the bar, so she turned her attention to their.

"Ya need any help around here?" The bartender asked looking her up and down.

"Depends. I'm here on a blind date, and I was just wondering have you seen any guy here by himself? I mean, I'm pretty sure he looks out of his element." Marceline asked walking closer.

"You? On a blind date? How come I find that so hard to believe? You could get any guy you wanna." The guy flirted as he laughed.

Marceline blushed and averted her eyes elsewhere. She wasn't used to compliments.

"Now, this guy who's really flippin' lucky…I'm pretty sure I saw him over there. If it doesn't work out, come back here won't ya?" The guy winked as he pointed to the booths.

"I'll think about it. Who knows? This guy might be the one." Marceline joked as she turned around.

Marceline walked around for a bit and found a guy who looked like a professor, but she was really hoping the guy she suspected wasn't her date. He had this humungous nose and this white beard. He looked around forty and was on the hefty side. She looked back to see the cute bartender guy winking at her.

She sighed and approached the guy to get this over with it.

"Umm, hi. Are you Bonnibel's professor?" Marceline questioned as she looked at him.

"Please let him say no. Please let him say no. Please let him say no." she chanted in her head.

"Aww, yes. And you must be her friend, Marcelina, is it?" he asked.

"Marceline. Umm nice to meeting you." Marceline said as she sat down. This was going to be a long night.

"OH YES! Very nice to meeting you. Now tell me, how Bonnibel is doing?" was one of the first questions he asked.

"Oh, yeah. You know she's doing well." Marceline answered confused on how they automatically started talking about Bonnie.

"Such a smart independent girl she is! One of the best in her class! You should be honored that you're her friend." He went on and on.

"Excuse me, but I've never got your name."

"How rude of me! I'm Isah King." He introduced.

"Izah King. Weird name." she laughed, trying to clear the tension on the date, but he did not look amused.

"Cute. But no, it's actually pronounced Aye-Suh. You know like ice? Anyways, tell me how you and delightful Bonnibel meet." Isah said as he put his head on his hands truly interested.

"You know, this is kind of weird. I'm Marceline, not Bonnibel." She replied, getting creeped out.

"Oh yes, I'm so very sorry. Tell me more about yourself." he recommended yawning.

"I'm a singer. My best friends are Fionna, Bonnie, and Bubba. I like the color red and-"She listed off until she noticed the boredom in his eyes. This date was failing horribly. "I'm sorry but am I boring you?"

She set her hands down on her lap and waited for a response from him. However, she noticed he wasn't looking at her face but lower. She looked down and noticed what he was staring at and practically drooling over.

"HEY! HEY GUY! My face? You know that thing that's connected to my head which is connected to my neck? Well yeah, it's up here." She declared pointing her finger at her face.

He cleared his throat and looked at her, not even ashamed he was looking at her lady pecks.

"Let's get on with this. I only went on this date to please Bonnibel that way I could have a chance with her. You were just someone that could help me with it. However, I was not anticipating you being this attractive. Let's skip the small talk and head to my place." He flirted.

Marceline stared at her sixth blind date as if he had lost his everlasting mind

IF YOU READ "IT COULDN'T GET WORSE" YOU PROBABLY ALREADY KNOW THAT THERE IS NO LONGER A REVIEW LIMIT. Therefore I'm just going to update whenever I can.

But thank you for the reviews! I love you guise!

Anyways, I have no idea where I'm going on this story (it's like driving and you don't know where you're going; JESUS TAKE THE WHEEL)

I'm not going to be able to update this in a while because Mid-Terms :(

(2 or 3 weeks?)

Same with "It Couldn't Get Worse"

I don't know about Roomies, I have some chapters already written out, so it depends. (That's my fav. fanfic of mine :3 Well, I like where it's going.)

ANYWAYS, REVIEW AND DO OTHER THINGS :3