"FP, pick up; it's me again, Fionna. I've been calling for a while now and it seems like your phone is broken because I can hear it ring but you don't pick up the phone. Ughh, call me back, please." Fionna dumps her cellphone on her bed, nearly hitting Pepper. She appears to not have noticed.

"You know he's probably at soccer practice." She says as she skims through a magazine, laying on her stomach on Fionna's bed.

"It's almost seven! And it's Sunday!" Fionna paces impatiently around her room. FP has been avoiding her all week, even skipping lunch to not see her, and with Cake moving her stuff back and forth from the Tree House to Chrome's place she rarely saw her friends. The only one left to talk to was Pepper.

"High sports are a commitment and players should be ready to dedicate their time to practice, whenever, where ever." Pepper says nonchalantly.

"Yeah, but it's not like him to just diss me like that."

"What do you care? You're not his girlfriend, stop acting like it." Fionna blushes in embarrassment.

"Yeah, but we are friends, and friends don't diss friends."

Pepper rolls her eyes. "Speaking of, what are you going to wear tonight?"

"Excuse me?"

"Pepper sighs," For your date," Fionna still looks confused, "with Marshall Lee."

"Oh glob! I almost forgot!" Fionna start rummaging through her closet. She hadn't really bothered to actually put real clothes on. She hunted down an almost clean pair of shorts and a white shirt.

"This will look fine." She throws the clothes on top of the bed and Pepper almost laughs out loud.

"Do you know how many girls would kill to be in your position, Fi? You can't wear that on a date with the Vampire King!"

"Why not? It's comfy."

"Comfy or not, this is a date and he's the king."

"He is not Elvis Presley" Pepper mentally slaps her. "Plus, we're just buds."

"Aghhh. It's not appropriate for the place he's taking you."

"You know where he's taking me?" Fionna's curiosity has been struck.

"Yes, but I'm not telling you." She crosses her arms over her chest.

"Why not?" Pepper stays quiet, "Fine, but I don't own any cocktail dresses fyi."

"That won't be necessary." Pepper gets up from the bed. "Just leave it to me, you'll look great by the time I'm done with you."

Marshall knock softly on Fionna's door, "Hey are you ready yet?"

"She'll be out in a minute!" Some girl's unknown voice replies.

"Um, alright, I'll be waiting outside, 'k?" this time there's no replies but fits of giggles instead.

Marshall leans against his motorcycle outside. The front door opens and Fionna emerges outside, radiating beauty. Her splendid, wavy, blonde hair has been spiked into Japanese buns, leaving some strands to fall upon her face. She's wearing black boots instead of flats and her jeans look worn out but fitting. She's wearing what looks like a black spaghetti shirt under her leather jacket. Her bunny ears aren't present but instead she has a necklace with a cute, white bunny resting a little above her chest. She has very little makeup on, but her lips breathe a vibrant red.

"Well, someone looks gorgeous."

"Thanks Marshy." Her cheeks turn pink. "So where are we going?"

"You'll see." He swings his leg over his motorcycle and turns on the engine. "Coming?" Fionna does as Marshall did and swings her leg to ride the motorcycle. He takes a deep breath. Mhmm, vanilla.

"Hold on tight." Fionna tightens her grip around his waist. He revs the engine and they take off. The entire time, Fionna doesn't let go and she leans her head on his back breathing in the sweet smell of strawberries that lure a smile into her face.

AN: I know the last chapter sucked but this is a lil better id kinda been busy with tests and projects so writing has gotten sloppy I hope to continue writing in the summer so yall gotta leave me reviews to encourage me yall lol um well yea that's all I gotta say bye yall –Ray\

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