Gumball eyes the young girl up and down. She is beautiful, curvy and young. He's no pedophile, though, after all she looks old enough to ride his…
"Hey Gumball." Fionna calls out to him.
Bicycle?
"Fionna?" He looks at her again. Sure enough it was his student standing before him.
"Yeah?"
"Woah, I almost didn't recognize you." A shade of pink covers his cheeks.
"Really?"
"Yeah." He awkwardly walks away. Fionna thinks that she had seen something in Gumball's eyes before she'd said hi. The way he had looked at her, almost hungrily. She laughs to herself; she's over thinking things now. She goes behind the counter of the bar and immediately taking orders. She had learned the menu while she was bed ridden and now it's time to put her skills to the test.
"Can I have two Candy Cane Drinks?" Some girl asks.
That consists of 8 ounces of Sprite served in a Margarita glass with a candy cane in it.
"Here ya go." She hands the drink to the girl.
"Three Red Punch Licorice, please."
That one's just red punch with crushed ice in a tall glass and a licorice stick as a straw.
"Three RPL's for the gents" Fionna hands the unknown guys their drinks.
"Thanks"
"No prob"
"A lemonade please" "Is there any water?" "Does this contain alcohol?" Multiple voices call out to Fionna at once. But one voice seems to stand out.
"One Purble Cosmo and a Fire Flower, if you please." Fionna knows how to make the Purble Cosmo, but what the glob is a Fire Flower? She looks at the menu on the bar; a simple coke alongside a spicy chili candy in the shape of a flower. She smiles to herself; she knows who'd order such a simple yet interesting drink.
"Hiya, glad you could make it" Fionna sets the drinks down in front of the Flame Prince and smiles.
"Yeah, so am I." He smiles back at her. Glob he has a great smile, perfect straight teeth, and a dimple. Fionna thinks.
"Where's my lemonade?" "I want a refill." "Do you have any panty droppers?" The multitude demands Fionna's attention. Bella's on serving duty, bringing in and out plates of food, so Fionna's the only one behind the bar.
"I have to…" she begins.
"I know." FP says, not letting his smile fade.
"We'll chat..."
'When things are calmer." She laughs at how he finishes her sentences. She goes back to serving, responding to the voices.
"I'll be right with you. Here's your lemonade. I'll get you a water as soon as I can. Nothing here contains alcohol. We are a sweets bar not a cocktail reception. And for glob's sake, we do not serve anything called a 'panty dropper.' Seriously guys? Grow up."
Gumball moves away from the bar area. (LOL! BubblyMeTiffany, thanks for the idea!)
The rest of the afternoon goes by like this. Suddenly, almost all the lights in the shop go out. Two spots lights—bright pink and green—swerve around the room. Excited whispers start up. Chrome's deep voice bounces off the walls as he says, "Welcome, minions. Tonight we have a special treat for you ladies. The Vampire King has been silently walking around all evening in search of his weekly Vampire Queen." The girls go wild over this. "He will serenade her on stage as her beloved."
Has he really been walking around? Fionna thinks, I didn't even notice him. I guess it's a good promotion, if he chooses a "queen" every week more girls will want to come and try to get chosen.
"Give it up for the Vampire King and Queen!"
The green spot light falls on a guy standing in the middle of the crowd. There's an irresistible smile that plays son his lips. The girls are going crazy, not because of him, but because of where the pink spot light has fallen.
The blaring pink light blinds Fionna. "What the lump?"
Bella whispers from behind her, "Go on, get to the stage, I got you covered."
"What's going on?"
"It's just for show and promotion, go with the flow, come on he and the audience is waiting." The multitude parts as Fionna makes her way to the stage. Enthusiastic and frustrated commotion is all around.
"Damn, she's hot." "Why her? She's probably not even a fan." "I'd like her as my queen." "I hope he chooses another better queen next week." "How old is she?" "Is that what we have to look like to get chosen?" "Do you think she has a real boyfriend?" "She's so lucky."
Fionna finally makes it to the front of the stage area. A pale hand reaches down to help her up. She stumbles and lands in Marshall's arms. The mob cheers; Marshall smiles at her and she blushes. He wraps his arm around her waist to steady her as he grabs the mic.
"Well, well, well. Don't I got a nice piece of meat here." Some of the guys in the audience cheer. Fionna doesn't find it amusing and stomps of Marshall's foot, "Kidding, kidding, by glob is she feisty." He spins her around "So, my darling little bunny, what would you like for me to sing to you?" He gets closer to her and whispers "Give me attitude, don't be a fan-girl."
Fionna smiles wickedly, "I do not want a song from you," the audience gaps, "instead I want a dance." The audience roars in approval. "We all know the Vampire King can sing," She directs to the crowd, "but can he dance?"
The onlookers start chanting, "Dance, dance, dance!"
"As you wish, my lady." Marshall gets his BMO out of his pocket and tosses it to the drummer, "Play track 9" He leads Fionna offstage and everyone makes a ring around them, giving them enough space to dance. A beautiful tango begins to play. Marshall sways with the music ever so gracefully, leading Fionna.
"I…I didn't know you could dance." Fionna says astonished.
"There's a lot that you don't know about me." They continue dancing forgetting about their audience. He spins and twirls her and finally dips her closing in the distance between their faces, their bodies, and their lips…
Disclaimer: I do not own Adventure Time or its gender bender characters. This fan fic is made for entertainment purposes only, not for sale, rent, or auction.
Author's note: Don't kill me….