Paring Songfics: Remembering Sunday (Marcelee)

Marshall Lee smiled was having a great time as he walked into Gumwad's party. But, as always for the Vampire King, it reminded him of her. Scanning the place, he saw Fionna and her weird pet beckoning him to them. "Sup" Was all he said. She smiled and made a quick wave. "Umm… well… Can you sing a song for us? Cause I have an idea for one…" She said, grinning somewhat evilly. "Yeah, whatever," he said, hoping that it would take his mind off of it. Fionna grinned. "Alright." And she leaned into his ear and whispered the name of the song. 'Hey, I know that one' he thought. 'Man, I haven't heard that one in a while, though.' So, when they straightened up, he called "Hey! People! I'm going to sing a firkin song!" Everyone quieted down, and he began to play, therefore triggering all of the memories that came along with it.

He woke up from dreaming and put on his shoes
Started making his way past 2 in the morning
He hasn't been sober for days

Marshall Lee walked out of his bed, and walked over to his phone. It said 2:17 on the digital clock. He couldn't stop thinking about her. He floated out of his room and eventually out of his cave.

Leaning now into the breeze
Remembering Sunday, he falls to his knees
They had breakfast together
But two eggs don't last
Like the feeling of what he needs

All of the memories and tears spilled out of him. *He and Marceline were sitting at her kitchen table, eating breakfast. Somewhere between the second egg and the toast, she cleared her throat. "Marshall… I'm moving." "What? I'll go with you, no biggie," Was his immediate response. She had a sort of twisted, devilish grin on her face. She beckoned for him to come upstairs.

Now this place seems familiar to him
She pulled on his hand with a devilish grin
She led him upstairs, she led him upstairs
Left him dying to get in

A bunch of steps later, we were at her bedroom door. Then, she turned and looked Marshall in the eyes. "I'm going to walk through that door, and lock it. I'm going to pull up a portal and move to Ooo with my dad. And you're going to stay in here. Okay?" Marshall was speechless. "I'll come with you! I-I'll I'll do anything! Marcie, I" She cut him off. "My dad's making me. Good bye, Marshall." She stepped through the door.*

Forgive me, I'm trying to find
My calling, I'm calling at night
I don't mean to be a bother,
But have you seen this girl?
She's been running through my dreams
And it's driving me crazy, it seems
I'm going to ask her to marry me
He immediately knew he had to find her. No matter how hard it will be, he vows he'll find her. He was never much to be dramatic, love does weird things to people. He flew to her old cave. There were a bunch of other caves, newer ones, there. And then it hit him. When he found her, he would ask her to marry him.
Even though she doesn't believe in love,
He's determined to call her bluff
Who could deny these butterflies?
They're filling his gut

It was funny; Marceline had always thought love was useless and stupid. She had told him that she vowed to always stay single. But… who could deny a feeling like this? He hadn't felt it since he met Ashley. And, for a while, at least, he was in love with her. But… Marcie was different. She was the most awesome person he'd ever met.
Waking the neighbors, unfamiliar faces
He pleads though he tries
But he's only denied
Now he's dying to get inside

Marshall knocked onto random doors like a maniac." Uh… Hi. Sorry to bother you at 2:00 in the morning, but, have you seen the girl who used to live in that cave?" He asked. The tired, strange faces of the neighbors just rolled their eyes or shut the door, or didn't even answer it at all. "Bitches." He muttered.
Forgive me, I'm trying to find
My calling, I'm calling at night
I don't mean to be a bother,
But have you seen this girl?
She's been running through my dreams
And it's driving me crazy, it seems
I'm going to ask her to marry me

Marshall Lee the Vampire King wanted to marry her. He wanted to spend the rest of his life with Marceline the Vampire Queen. But it was driving him crazy, he couldn't find her, he had no idea where she could even be. She wouldn't have really left, would she?
The neighbors said she moved away
Funny how it rained all day
I didn't think much of it then
But it's starting to all make sense
Oh, I can see now that all of these clouds
Are following me in my desperate endeavor
To find my whoever, wherever she may be

Marshall sulked for the rest of the day, so sad about everything.

I'm not coming back (forgive me)
I've done something so terrible
I'm terrified to speak (I'm not calling, I'm not calling)
But you'd expect that from me
I'm mixed up, I'll be blunt, now the rain is just (You're driving me crazy, I'm)
Washing you out of my hair and out of my mind
Keeping an eye on the world,
From so many thousands of feet off the ground, I'm over you now
I'm at home in the clouds, and towering over your head.

Marceline could still see Marshall. There was a crystal ball her dad had given her, and she looked in on him everyday. She was in so much pain. She never told him that she loved him. She had been somewhat 'under the influence', as her dad referred to it as, when she told him the news. So much regret. So much heartbreak.

Well I guess I'll go home now
I guess I'll go home now
I guess I'll go home now
I guess I'll go home

Marshall Lee walked through the pouring down rain back to his tree house, tears running down his face. He never thought it would happen. Marceline the Vampire Queen had left him. Marshall Lee dropped to his knees, tears running down the usually confident face. His queen had left him.

Marceline the Vampire Queen stared at the photo of her and Marshall. Tears ran down her eyes. "Why do I have to move to this cursed place?" Marceline asked herself. Ooo. She hated herself for that. Why couldn't I have just stayed in Aaa? She asked herself. "Marceline? Are you coming?" A voice hollered up her stairs. "Yeah, Finn. I'm coming." With that, she replaced her photo of her and Marshall under her pillow.

Marshall Lee the Vampire King strummed his bass. With that, the last chords of the song were played, the audience unaware of his loss and pain.

A/N: I don't own "Remembering Sunday" by All Time Low.