Chapter 3
Fionna was running through the forest. She had been running since early evening, aimless in her navigation. The words of all she had told her most intimate secret spun round and round in her head. Tears leaked to the ground that sped behind her. Why? Why do they hate me for being who I am?
Unknown to her, a certain being floated in the air behind her. He had been following her for some time, noticing the tears that she left behind. Hmmm, this could be interesting. Wait- isn't that- "Finn?" he asked. She spun, turning to face him. "Marshall Lee?". The vampire grinned and said, "That's me. What're you doing out here so late?". She blushed and turned away from him. "You wouldn't understand Marshall. I don't even understand sometimes."
Marshall Lee raised his eyebrow. "Maybe if you told me, I could try to understand." He floated around to where she was facing so she had to look at him. She sighed. Whatever, might as well. "Marshall, I'm a girl, not a boy. I've lost friends for being me." She was almost crying as it all caught up to her. Marshall said nothing for a few moments, then reached up and started unbuttoning his shirt. He reveled something wrapped around his chest, it looked like a sports bra. "It's called a binder. It squeezes down breasts." He was half smiling at her.
"Not many people know. Marceline does, and now so do you, Fi- oh, uh, do you have a name picked out?" Fionna was smiling ear to ear while tears continued down her face. "Fionna. Marshall, I had no idea." He smiled again. "That's the idea girl. Hey, wanna go to a party with me?". The human grinned at the idea of spending time with the vampire. "Of course. What kind of party?"