After the episode in the bathroom, Fionna decided to take a quick nap. Marshall Lee picked up his bass and strummed a few notes. With a quick glance back inside the room to make sure Fionna was asleep, he flung himself onto the couch in the living room and began to play, humming along to the simple tune. He brought out a pen and paper from behind the couch and tapped it against his lips, humming, "Mama, mama, it's all your fault, that I can't have normal friends, and only demons hang out with me."

"No, no, not quite right yet." he whispered.

Suddenly, he heard a noise in the distant, a sort of rustling noise.

The ground started to shake, and Marshall Lee stood and went to the window, pulling aside the heavy blackout curtain. Dusk was falling, so the fading light on his skin barely burnt.

All of a sudden, the shaking returned. Marshall Lee didn't think much of it.

That is, of course, until a hissing, spitting cat burst through the wall.

"WHAT THE HELL?!" he screamed.

The cat expanded to more than twice her size and screeched, "What the hell?! What the hell yourself you little bastard! Where is my baby girl? Your vampire ass better start talking boy, before I smash it!"

Marshall Lee's face contorted with fury. "You're baby girl? Oh, do you mean Fionna, who I saved from possible death and definite trauma while YOU let her go off by herself? That Fionna?"

The cat shrunk, figuratively and literally. Her eyes filled with tears. "I did mess up, didn't I? Please, just where is she?"

Marshall Lee sighed, then seemed to reach a realization. "You're Cake, aren't you?" She looked puzzled. "Of course, who else would I be?"

Marshall Lee waited, unsure of how to respond. He scratched his head and let out a nervous chuckle. "Well... She didn't exactly say you were...uh...a cat. In as many words."

The cat shrugged. "It happens. Everyone's always confused at first."

"Anyway..." Marshall Lee continued, "Fionna's in the bedroom... I think she's sleeping though. Maybe."

To punctuate his sentence, Fionna stumbled sleepily out of the bedroom, awakened probably by the noise. Cake took one look at the human girl with her hair tied back and with only an old, boy's T-shirt on, and snapped again.

"FIONNA! WHERE have you been? And that is NOT your shirt, and why is your hair wet?! What did this boy do to you?"

Fionna's eyes widened with shock as she tried to process everything going on at once. "Cake!" she cried. "What are you doing here? How did you find me?"

The cat glared at her, fur bristling. "You get to answer my questions first, sweetcheeks."

Fionna's face went red. "Cake. It's not what it looks like, I promise. I fell in a cave I was exploring and hit my head. Marshall Lee here took care of me. He let me shower and gave me clothes to wear while he washed mine. Nothing happened, I promise."

Cake's eyes narrowed. She seemed to accept the girl's story.

"I tracked you here. I managed to find your scent over by some rocks and followed it here. I didn't think I'd find you here with some boy."

At this, Marshall Lee extended his hand. "Actually, I'm the a vampire and we haven't formally met. Hi, I'm Marshall Lee the Vampire King. Nice to meet you. You're welcome for keeping your...er...sister alive."

Cake's fur bristled, Marshall Lee glared at her, and Fionna tried to find other places to look in the room. The tenseness of the situation rose even higher as Cake asked, "How do I know you didn't do anything with my babycakes? How does she know, for that matter?"

Fionna grew very still as Marshall Lee's face lost what color it had.

"Cake." the human girl said softly. "That's enough."

The cat turned on her sister. "Well?! How do you know he didn't rape you?! I suppose you trust him?"

Marshall Lee hadn't spoken. His face had lost all color and his eyes looked red. The strain of staying relatively calm showed through in his face.

"Get out." he whispered.

Cake's face contorted. "What did you say to me?!"

"I said GET OUT OF MY FUCKING HOUSE!" screamed the vampire, his humanoid appearance flickering for just a moment, giving the cat and the human the merest glimpse of a child of the Nightospere.

Cake's fur bristled but she said nothing more. She looked at Fionna expectantly. "Are you comin' with me, sweetheart?"

Fionna shook her head sadly. "I think you should leave, Cake. You just made things worse. I'll be fine here. I just need some time away."

She was rewarded for her honesty by a look of utter shock and betrayal and the view of her sisters back as she bounded out of the house and over the hills.

A. N. Sorry it's taken so long. I've been dealing with some personal stuff and it's been hard to write. Anyway, here it is. I may tweak it, I'm not entirely happy with it. Leave me any comments or thoughts, and as always, I lub yew all - Nada