"My Queen! My Queen!" a demon servant says entering Heather Abadeer' s office."I come with horrible news!"
"What ever it is Mojong I'm sure it can wait until later. Right now I'm busy!" Heather says furiously.
"But my lord your son, the Vampire King, he is dead."
Heather turns around to look at Mojong, tears welling up in her eyes. "B-but that's not possible! Abadeers don't die! This is not a funny joke Mojong! I'll kill you for this!"
"But I am not joking! His memorial service is in two days! It will be held in Aaa."
Heather breaks down in tears and shooes the servant away. To sad to suck out his soul.
'How can he die!? He's immortal!' She think to herself.
'I didn't even get to tell him I love him'
At that moment Heather. Queen of the Nightosphere. Ruler of all things evil, broke down in uncontrollable sobs over the death of her son.
It has been only one hour since the Lich King escaped, taking Marshall Lee's life with him. Cake and Gumball had left to give Fionna some alone time with her deceased friend. Fionna sat in the underground well, sobbing over the Vampire King's lifeless body. The body of which used to be her friend. Her bud. Her bro.
The guy who joked and pulled pranks with her. The guy who always had a smirk on his face. The guy who could simply flash his fangs to get Fionna to blush uncontrollably. The guy she had her first kiss with. Who gave her butterflies, made her laugh, and cheered her up whenever she was feeling down. The guy she...
Loved.
Fionna let's out a sigh, tears still falling down her face, and sings softly.
When I was younger I saw
My daddy fight
and curse at the wind
He broke his own heart
and I watched
as he tried to reassemble it
and my mommy swore
that she would
never let herself forget
and that was the day that I promised
I'd never sing of love
if it does not exist
But darling
You are the only exception
You are the only exception
You are the only exception
You are the only exception
maybe I know somewhere
deep in my soul
that love never lasts
and we've gotta find other ways
to make it alone
and keep a straight face
and I've always lived like this
keeping a comfortable distance
and up until now
I have sworn to myself that I'm content
with loneliness
cause none of it was ever worth the risk
But you are the only exception
You are the only exception
You are the exception
You are the only exception
I've got a tight grip on reality
But I can't
let go of what's in front of me here
I know you're leaving in the morning when you wake up
leave me with some kind of proof it's not a dream
You are the only exception
You are the only exception
You are the only exception
You are the only exception
You are the only exception
You are the only exception
You are the only exception
You are the only exception
and I'm on my way to believing
and I'm on my way to believing
Fionna looks at Marshall Lee.
"Oh Marshall. I wish there were a way to bring you back." Fionna says.
"Peppermint Maid would know what to do."
An idea hits Fionna in the face. She stands up, with Marshall Lee in her arms, and leaves the underground lair. Running towards the Candy Kingdom.