Chapter 6: Vampire Love
(Disclaimer! I own nothing of Adventure Time or Paramore!)
Uncle Chuck was packing his things.
"I can't believe you ruined that party," he said.
"I can't believe you took Marceline to that party and had her play!" said dad, "You know she's supposed to focus on business."
"Dad…." I said.
"Zip it," he said.
"So long kids," said Uncle Chuck.
"So long uncle…" said Marshall before he was interrupted.
"Don't talk," Dad snapped.
He left.
Dad turned to me. "Marceline…" he said.
"Here it comes," I said in my head.
"Now look," he said, "I know you wanna make some friends, but going to parties isn't a good way to do so."
"Huh?" I asked.
"People who go to those kind of parties always end up in a fist fight or getting drunk," said Dad, "I don't want you to go through the same thing."
"I just…." I said.
"Listen to me," he said as he put his shoulder on me, "You're one of the coolest girls in my book, and since you're a vampire you'll gain respect. Now… let's go get some burgers and fries."
"Wait, I'm not grounded?" I asked.
"Just consider this a warning," he said with a smile, "Besides I still owe you fries after what happened."
I smiled.
"As for you Marshall, I respect that you're a musician, so I'll let you off," he said, "But please, no more beer bars. You know your sister can't handle her booze."
I laughed. Nothing went according to plan, but at least we weren't getting yelled at.
Later I was playing with paper planes while Marshall was trying to come up with song ideas.
"Come on sis, we gotta think of some more music for our next show if we have one," said Marshall.
"Don't worry," I said, "I ate a lot of sugar and I'll be up."
"Good," said Marshall.
"Trust me, I'll help you and stay up all night," I said.
"All night?" asked Marshall.
"All night," I said.
The next morning I was sleep and my hair was a mess.
Marshall threw some water on me and I woke up.
"What the fuck dude?!" I said.
Marshall laughed. "Have a nice beauty sleep?" he asked.
"You're lucky my book didn't get wet," I said.
As I woke up and got myself ready, I saw Finn walking by. I was blushing as he played his guitar.
"You like him," said Marshall.
I flipped him off.
Finn greeted me. "Hey Marceline," he said.
"Hey Finn," I said.
"I see you've been busy writing songs," said Finn.
"Yeah," I said, "I ate a lot of sugar to try and stay up." I laughed.
"So were you grounded because of last night?" asked Finn.
"Well no," I said, "But even if I was, has that ever stopped me before?"
Finn and I laughed.
Marshall was making kiss noises. "Kissy-kissy," he said.
"Grrrrrr, would you get the hell outta here?!" I said. He ran off laughing.
"Say, I was wondering," said Finn.
"Yeah?" I asked.
"….If you wanted to… do something this coming weekend," said Finn, "Maybe get a bite to eat or something."
"Yeah sure," I said, "I can call my friends."
"I was actually wondering if it could be the both of us," said Finn.
"Sure," I said as I smiled.
"Cool," he said, "See you later." He rode off with Jake.
I smiled and went back to my book and looked at some lyrics.
I took my brother's guitars and strummed some chords.
The Only Exception (From Brand New Eyes)
Marceline: When I was younger
I saw my daddy cry
And cursed at the wind
He broke his own heart
And I watched
As he tried to re-assemble it
And my momma 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 darlin',
You, are, the only exception
But, you, are, the only exception
But, 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 got to find other ways
To make it alone
Or keep a straight face
And I've always lived like this
Keeping it comfortable,
Distance, and up until now
I'd sworn to myself that I'm content
With loneliness
Because none of it
Was ever worth the risk, but...
You, are, the only exception
You, are, the only exception
You, are, the only 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
Oh
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.
Oh, And I'm on my way to believing.
Marshall knocked on my door.
"Marceline," he said.
I turned and saw him. "Oh, what's up?" I asked.
"Can you give me a hand with moving some of these amps?" he asked
"Sure," I said. I put the guitar down and went to help him.
"And by the way," he said, "Nice voice."
I smiled.
(Smoochy smoochy. Someone's in love. What will happen on this little 'date'? Tune in and find out! Thanks for all the support on my story. I really appreciate it.)