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Gumball

All right, so if I attach the hydroplasmic pentagonal liquid to the alfontra-

A knock on the door disrupted me from my thoughts. "Who is it?" I called.

Fionna opened the door and ran in, sword ready. "There you are. Where's the danger, Gumball?" She spun around several times before lowering her weapon in realization that nothing was wrong.

"No danger." I smiled.

"You called, though. Said it was an emergency!"

"It is. I need you to test out my latest experiment." I quickly added the remainder of the ingredients, walking to my friend as she put away her sword.

"Rhombus. What does it do?" She took the serum from my hand and drank it down, not waiting for my answer. It amazes me the total trust she has in my science. I do appreciate it, however. It gives me courage.

"It makes you float," as I explained this, Fionna's feet rose from the ground causing her to lose her balance and tip upside down. She was now standing on her head. "Oops," I walked back to my table, adding a few more ingredients to my mixture, "Here. This should help." I kneeled down and handed her the liquid. She drank it and began turning the right way. "Now," I said, "Just… Float."

"Like Marshal Lee? This is mathematical, man!" Fionna flew around the room, turning in circles every few seconds.

"Yes, like Marshal Lee. Now, the potion will last for 48 hours. Don't fly too high near the end of its time; you should feel it begin to wear off. Do report to me how it works out, okay, pal?"

"Sure thing Gumball." Fionna waved and left the palace through the large window in the back of the room. This brief encounter was the first time I'd seen my friend in over three weeks.

Fionna

I flew from the Candy Kingdom, twisting and flipping and barely dodging several chimneys. I wasn't the world's best flyer, but it was so incredible I didn't even care.

Marshal Lee will think this is so cool. We can fly together.

I smiled and started spinning in the direction of his house in the cave.

When I arrived at Marshal Lee's home, I knocked once and walked in. We had spent so much time here lately; I didn't really need to ask permission to come inside anymore. He always seemed to be expecting me.

"Fionna, hey. What's up?" Marshal Lee flew in from the kitchen, sucking the red from a strawberry before eating the grey remains. I laughed. "What?"

"Don't you even ask who it is anymore?"

"Nah. I know it's you. No one else would stride into my home like that," he landed by my feet and pulled me into a hug. "Want to go do something?"

"Yeah. Hey, Mar. Look!" I pulled away, keeping hold of his hand as I let my feet leave the ground. "I'm floating." I giggled at his expression. After he was able to close his mouth, he smirked.

"Since when could you float?" He lifted himself off the floor too, hovering close to my face.

"Prince Gumball gave me a potion to try out. Said it would make me float for two days," his happy smile wavered for just a second at the mention of Gumball's name. He was still angry, I guess, that Gumball broke my heart. I could understand that.

"Well, let's test it out, shall we?" His smile returned, and he pulled me out an open window, grabbing his umbrella on the way.

As we left the cave, I saw clouds in the distance that I knew would close in soon. Marshal could ditch his umbrella after about an hour.

"You don't need to hold me so close, Mar. The potion won't wear off for two days, remember?" Marshal had hugged me tight under his dark umbrella, as if afraid I would fall. Upon hearing me protest, he loosened his grip so that he only held my hand.

"Guess I'm just used to having to carry you around all the time, Blondie," he chuckled.

"Don't call me Blondie."

"We've been through this, Fi-Fi." I laughed now, punching his shoulder.

"Well if you call me Blondie I'll call you… Uh… Blackie," I was really setting myself up, now.

"Blackie? Really, Fi-Fi. You've known me for how long now? And you can only come up with Blackie? You can do better," Marshal Lee's smile grew to the point where it was silly. He was egging me on.

"All right. I'll call you…" I thought for a moment, "…Marmalade!" His face dropped, turning completely blank.

"Do not. Call me Marmalade," he winced at the sound.

"Why not, Marmalade?" I pulled myself a little closer to him, spinning so we were face to face. "Marmalade, Marmalade, Marmalade."

He growled. "Marmalade. Is the name. Of a jam."

"Which is why it's just perfect for you, because you're sooooooo sweet," I giggled, poking his forehead. I knew this would just kill him. A smile played at the corner of his lips.

What? No! You should be angry!

He leaned in close enough that I could feel his breath on my face, and his smile widened. "I sure am," he whispered, "Blondie."

And with that he grabbed my white hat and tore it from me, flying off so fast I had no hopes of ever catching up. My long blonde hair tumbled down to my knees, and I squealed.

"MARSHAL LEE YOU GIVE ME BACK MY HAT!" He turned around, hat on head, and came just close enough to kiss my cheek. My face flushed so red anyone could mistake me for an apple, and I swayed a little before remembering where I was. Marshal Lee laughed and whispered, "Make me," before twirling away.

It took me a moment to remember why I was angry before I shot off after him.

Is the world supposed to disappear and light up at the same time?

It was only a kiss on the cheek… And just to distract you.

It worked.

Marshal Lee

We flew for hours, and at some point, when dark clouds pulled over the sun, I tossed my umbrella on the ground and sat down. Fionna didn't realize and raced past me. She had to turn back and stop. She looked hilarious.

And beautiful.

"Why'd you stop?" She asked, out of breath.

"Thought you seemed tired. You were getting pretty slow." I lay back, casually resting my hands behind my head but gripping the ends of Fionna's hat so she couldn't rip it off. She sighed and lay next to me, her long hair folding under her and acting as a pillow.

"Whatever you say." She murmured, closing her eyes. She cuddled into me, and my heart fluttered before I carefully moved my arms around her. She yawned. If there was one thing I was sure of, it was that Fionna the human could fall asleep faster than anyone. She was already out, and I closed my eyes to join her in my dreams.

I woke up to a burning sensation on my right cheek. It was morning, and the sun was just rising. I glanced at Fionna, who hadn't moved an inch since she lay down. My umbrella was right by my side, and I opened it quietly and placed it over my face. Fionna squirmed, hugging herself tighter to my chest before relaxing.

"No," she murmured, "Don't kidnap Prince Gumball, you butt." Leave it to her to dream about the Ice Queen and Gummy-Balls. I was going to wake her up, but she said something else. "He's. Mine," she breathed, "He's my Marshal."

Always.

Take that, Gummy-Balls.

I pulled her so her beautiful face was close to mine, and held her tight as I drifted back into sleep.

I dreamt about her.

I always dream about her.