Fionna PoV
"Fionna, what the lump did you do?" Cake exclaimed; Fionna gripped her frying pan tightly by the handle as she stared down at the unconscious form lying on the ground, "W-what …I don't know… I just…" Cake cautiously stepped towards the motionless figure; she bent her head to the side to get a better look at him, and her eyes widened, ears twitching, "It's a guy." Fionna jumped, "What?" Cake looked up at her, "Come see for yourself." Fionna looked uneasily at her friend and hesitantly inched her way towards the figure, she poked the back of his neck with the handle of her frying pan a few times with no response; she looked back at Cake unsure, "Go on." She said. Fionna sighed and look back at the figure; she stepped forward and pushed the figure's head to the side to see his face. His long shaggy raven hair covered it, so she used the pan handle to move the stray locks aside. He face became scarlet. The figure was a handsome boy who looked to be about 18 years old, with raven black hair and long shaggy bangs, he was wearing a grey flannel shirt with sleeves that were rolled up to his elbows and ripped up jeans with worn out knee high brown leather boots. He had pale tan skin; and his face had a peaceful expression, as if he were just sleeping instead of having been hit in the head with a frying pan. Over all; he was pretty dang cute. She leaned in to get a closer look when his eyes shot open, revealing to be a crimson brown, and out of pure panic, she hit him in the head with her frying pan, again.
"Fi, you're gonna end up killing all his brain cells." Cake said, as Fionna tried to push the limp body of the once again unconscious boy into the wardrobe, Fionna scowled at her, "Okay, less criticism, and more help please?" she said in an irritated tone, Cake sighed and helped her friend push the boy into the empty wardrobe, and closed it quickly before he fell out of it for the umpteenth time. Cake held the door as Fionna shoved a chair against the door handles so it wouldn't open, and looked at the ground trying to process what had happened, "Okay, okay…I've got a guy in my closet…I've…got a …guy in my closet!" she said excitedly, "Cake I've got a guy in my closet!" Cake gave her a funny look, "Uh…yeah I can see that…did you hit your head or something… 'cuz since when are you excited about hiding some dude in your closet?" Fionna turned to Cake, "Don't you see Cake? I just confronted someone from the outside world! Once I show mother that I can take care of myself, she's going to have to let me out of this tower!" then it dawned on Cake what her long haired friend was getting at, but she quickly doubted her strategy, "But how do you think she's going to react once she sees a guy in your closet? Don't you think she'll freak out?" but before Fionna could answer she heard a voice from outside, "Fi-o-o-nna! Let down your ha-a-i-r!" She sang, Fionna ran to the window and once again hauled her mother up the tower. As soon as her mother came inside Fionna confronted her, "Um…mother I was thinking a lot about what you said…" "Fionna I thought we already dropped that conversation." She said sternly, but Fionna urged her, "Yes but mother, I just wanted to tell you-"she said putting her hand on the chair that held the doors closed, "Fionna, please just let it go." She said getting irritated, "But mother-""No means no, you are not leaving here! Now drop it!" she snapped, Fionna jumped at her mother's response, the woman's face softened and she flopped onto the velvet armchair, squeezing the bridge of her nose, "Great…now I'm the bad guy…" Fionna fiddled with her thumbs, "I just wanted to say, that I wanted that special paint you got me once for my birthday, this year." Her mother looked up at her and sighed, "But that is a seven day journey." Fionna's heart sank, her mother stood up and hugged her, "But I will do it for you. I love you my little Fi." Fionna hugged her back, "I love you more." "I love you most."
When her mother left, Fionna removed the chair from the doors of the wardrobe, she stood a large distance away from the doors as she took a lock of her hair, tossed it forward as it gripped the door knobs and she pulled it open, only to have Cake be there to catch the falling boy in the wardrobe with a thud.
Marshall PoV.
Marshall's head throbbed with pain, he felt dizzy and disoriented, and he suddenly felt something soft drag across his nose, his nose twitched, he felt it a few more times but chose to ignore it, that's when he felt something sharp drag quickly across his face, his head shot up wide awake, "what the-?" "Cake, you didn't have to scratch him!" A young female voice whispered loudly, "What? He's not bleeding, it was just a little scrape!" he heard another female voice whisper back, but it sounded older, he groaned and shook his head trying to shake the pain off, he looked down and found himself tied to a chair in a golden substance, he struggled for a moment, then he looked down to see what he was tied in, "What is this…is this…hair?" "St-struggling is…struggling is pointless!" the young female voice stuttered, he followed where the hair led, only to end in the shadows where a small figure stood, he squinted his eyes, "What…?" the figure stepped hesitantly forward into the light, first a foot and then a small girl came into the light. She looked to be no older than 14, she wore a dress with a royal blue corset top with a light blue skirt, and she had sapphire blue eyes that burned with boldness that was bigger than she was, and she had rich golden blonde hair that cascaded down her back, and around the room, that eventually ended to his tied up form, he stared almost in awe when he saw her, despite her young age, she had a certain beauty that emanated from her, it took all of his will power not to turn red, she held a frying pan up as if ready to hit him with it, she scowled at him, "I don't know why you're here, but I'm not afraid of you." She took a step closer, "Who are you, and how did you find me?" she asked, he was still staring at her like an idiot, "Uh…" was all he could manage, she gripped the pan handle and stepped closer, "I said: who are you, and how did you find me?" she said firmly, he was snapped out of his trace and cleared his throat, "Who is asking?" he asked in a deep firm voice, she scowled, "I asked you first." She snapped, then he smirked, he decide to take advantage of the situation, so he said in a mock gentlemen's tone , "I know not who you are, nor how I came to find you, but may I just say... Hi." He broke his gentleman like tone when he said 'hi' and gave her his most charming smile, "How ya doin'?" the girl tried to look past his enticing smile, but couldn't help but turn pink, "The name's Marshall Lee." She scoffed and pointed the pan at his face, "Who else knows where I am?" she asked, Marshall Lee rolled his eyes, "Listen Goldie locks-" "Fionna." She corrected, "Whatever." He said, "Listen; I was in a situation, ran off, came across your tower and…" he looked around, "Oh-no, where is my satchel? And where's my bass?" he demanded, she crossed her arms and smirked, "I hid your satchel. But your…wait was your bass a red axe?" she asked seeming confused, "Uh, yeah. Where is it?" he said, "It's over there." She said pointing to the window, "It was too heavy for me to move." "Okay, now where's my satchel?" She smirked, "I'm not telling." She said. He scanned around the room for a moment, "It's in that pot isn't it."
BANNG!
Marshall woke up to have another scratch on his face; "Will you stop that?" He looked up at the girl, who had a triumphant look on her face, "Now I've hidden it where you can't find It." She walked around him, he looked at her, "Why are you here Marshall Lee?" she asked, "Are you here for my hair? To cut it? To sell it?" "What? No! The only thing I want to do is get out of it, literally!" he said struggling against her locks, she looked at him confused, "Are…are you telling me the truth?" "Yes! Why in the world would I want with your hair? Look; I saw a tower, I was being chased, I climbed it, end of story. Now can you let me go?" she looked at him suspiciously, then Cake came out from behind her shoulder, climbed down her arm, and sat on his lap and looked him straight in the eye, eyes narrowed, "You better not be lyin' if you know what's good for you." She hissed, she turned back to Fionna, flicking her tail to the corner indicating for her to meet her there, she jumped off his lap and met up in the corner with her friend, he could make out what they were saying, "I know I need someone to take me…I know he's telling the truth…no, it's not because he's really cute…even though he is, well that's not my point…!" after a moment or two she turned around and ran up a small flight of stairs to a painting which was covered with a curtain, "look this way." She tugged her tresses spinning Marshall around in her direction, "Do you know what these are?" she asked pointing at the painting; he shrugged nonchalantly, "You mean the lantern thing they do every year for the princess? Yeah I do." She turned to her cat friend, "I knew they weren't stars…" she cleared her throat and turned to him, "Something brought you here Marshall Lee, call it what you will; Fate, Destiny…" "A psycho horse?" "So I've decided to make a deal with you." "A horrible decision really—" "In five days; they will light the night sky with these lanterns, you will act as my guide and take me to see them, and return me home safely, then and only then, will I return your bag." She said, "That is my deal." Marshall chuckled, "You're a persistent little one aren't you? Well, no-can-do, you see; the kingdom and I aren't really on good terms I should say, so you can stop with the tough girl act and be a good little girl and give back—" "Listen, Marshall Lee," she jumped off the small ledge and yanked her tresses forward, before he could fall face fist into the ground, she stopped the chair with her hand and leaned in closely with a stern look on her face, "You can tear this tower apart, brick by brick, but without my help, you will never find your precious satchel." She said in a low firm voice, he looked into her bold blue eyes for a moment and sighed, "So I take you to see the lanterns, bring you back home, you give me my bag?" she nodded, "I never lie, and I never break a promise." Cake was on Fionna's shoulder, shake her head mouthing, she never does, he raised an eyebrow, she scowled, then he rolled his eyes in defeat, "Fine, I'll take you to see the lanterns…" he grumbled, she let go of the chair, "Really?" he fell face first into the floor, thud, "Oh my Glob…" she said lifting him up, "I think you broke my nose…" he murmured.
Few! That took me hours to write, well it's done! Hope you like it, R&R please! Luv ya guys!