"Hey Marceline."
"Hey Finn. Come on in," she held the door open for him. "How'd it go at your thing?"
"Mad uncomfortable," Finn admitted, plopping down on the floor. It was preferable to the couch.
"Oh?"
"Yeah. Peebles didn't need help, she just wanted to talk."
"Oh. So... what'd she say?"
"She thinks this is a bad idea," Finn replied.
"Heh. I'm not surprised. She gave me an earful about it."
"I figured she heard about it from you."
"That was okay, right? I mean, I probably should have asked you if it was okay to talk about it."
"No, its okay," Finn answered, "Its just... I dunno, Bubblegum is really smart, and she was also really serious about it."
"Well, we know what she thinks. But how about you? What do you think about it?" Marceline asked.
"Me?" he considered, "I think... I dunno if this was a good idea or not, but..."
"But?"
"But I think I'm okay with that. Like... if its a bad idea, at least its OUR bad idea, right?" he looked up at her.
"That's pretty deep Finn," Marceline laid down on the floor besides him, looking up at the ceiling. "Yeah. I think you're right."
"Yeah."
Marceline pat the floor next to her, inviting Finn, who flopped down next to her.
"I think we should set boundries," Marceline said after a while.
"What do you mean?" Finn looked at her.
She took his hand.
"Like, rules."
"If you think so."
"Yeah. Like: 'No means no'. If you ever feel uncomfortable, just say 'no' and its okay. I won't be upset or anything."
"Alright."
"And if you have questions, you can feel free to ask. I won't promise not to laugh, but if I do its mostly because you're cute."
"Okay," he blushed.
"And, uh, I guess that's all I got for now," Marceline finished.
"Hey Marceline?"
"Yeah Finn?"
"Can I call you Marcy?"
"Hehe. You kind of already do, Finn," she pointed out.
"Yeah, well, I never actually asked."
"Marceline, Marcy, MarMar, I don't mind. Well, except for that last one. Don't call me 'MarMar' in public. That'd be super embarrasing."
"Isn't MarMar what Ash called you?" Finn asked, then immediately regreted the question.
"It's okay. Me and Ash are way way way way way over. I mean, I don't even care enough to be angry at him anymore."
Finn was relieved.
"And yeah, he called me MarMar. But he didn't invent it or anything. I was MarMar when I was a little kid. Brings back some fond memories."
"Hey... MarMar?" Finn tried it out.
She snickered. "Yeah Finn?"
"Can we do kissy stuff?"
"Mm? Yeah. We can do kissy stuff," she smiled. She let go of his hand and rolled over so she was ontop of Finn. She pushed her hair out of their way.
"Huh?" Finn was suddenly confused by a little detail. "Are you floating?" he prodded her side with a finger and gently pushed.
"That tickles," she squirmed. But she did indeed move. "You prefer I don't?"
"Nah, its just cool is all," he continued to experiment with moving her around.
"Hey dummy," Marceline called for his attention.
"Yeah?"
"Mwah!" She gave him a big sloppy kiss on the cheek, "All done!" she announced, pushing herself away from Finn and back into the air.
"Aw, come on, that's not what I meant," Finn looked disappointed.
"Well, what did you mean?" she teased.
"I meant, you know. On the mouth," he blushed, "And maybe more than once."
She drifted back down on top of him and gently pressed her lips to his.
"Like that?" she asked.
"Mm. ...yeah. Your lips are cold," Finn was able to note.
"Room temperature," she corrected, and kissed him again, lingering longer.
"Wow," Finn sighed contentedly.
"You're so cute." Marceline slid her hands under his hat, pulling it off in one deft movement, "Also, I'm super jealous of your hair," she ran her hands through it. "How do you get it all silky smooth like that?"
Finn shrugged, "Beemo makes me use conditioner."
"That's it?" she stroked his hair rhytmically, "Man, that's totally not fair."
"I like your hair. Its pretty."
"Eh, its alright. I mean, I'm proud of it and all, but its kind of a pain. I get tempted to just cheat and use shapeshifting."
"Um. Can I try now?"
"Heh. Sure," Marceline rolled off Finn and onto her back, welcoming him to switch positions.
"Hup!" Finn hopped up and over, straddling Marceline for lack of floaty vampire powers.
"Diggin' the enthusiasm."
"Sh-shut up," Finn lost his confidence.
"Oh man, you're way too easy to tease. Come on, show me what you got."