AUTHOR NOTES:
Hey guys just wanted to say thank you to all of you who are reading and a special thanks to Skire, Nobody2012, Rat2rrj, adventuretimedrama, Shaedier, and VSATGPFAN88 for your feedback.
Just a moment to clarify that yes Rowtag Flame is Flame Prince. The Principal David Phantom is supposed to be Ghost King (I was thinking about gender bends and someone told me there was a Ghost King, but I later found out I may have been mistaken as there is no official gender bend for Ghost Princess.)
There are more characters that will be introduced; I look forward to more feedback from you guys. Please enjoy the newest installment of Heavy Rain.
Chapter 3: Settling in
Marshall frowned as him and Marceline separated to go to their separate classes. They could be apart until lunch time and Marshall wasn't looking forward to spending that time by himself. After the incident in chemistry Marshall didn't really want to be apart from his sister. It seemed so immature. He was almost 18 years old and he still looked for his sister as his security blanket. It must be natural when you have no one else. The ones that are close to you become all you have.
"Math," Marshall snorted as he walked down the hallway toward the class. Marceline had history now and math afterward while Marshall was vise-versa. Marshall hated math class; it was his least favorite class no matter what school he attended he could never get used to it. "Professor Neptr, room 147."
Marshall turned the corner and continued down the hall to the room marked 147. Opening the door he noticed that he was one of the first in the room and frowned at his earliness to the class. It wasn't a "cool" trait to have as Marshall looked around the room taking a seat close to the back by the window that overlooked the courtyard. A few more students walked in, a few of the girls looking over at him, taking notice of this new bad boy. Marshall smirked at the attention as he watched the professor walk into the room. He was much younger then Professor Peppermint and seemed to move in a very stiff way as if he were made of metal. Perhaps a military school kid, Marshall thought as he thought back to the short time that he and Marceline attended something short of a military school. It wasn't really a military school as it was a school for delinquents to shape them up for a short period before they went back into the public school system.
Marshall turned to the doorway as he noticed a flash of blonde out of the corner of his eye.
"Hey, Marshall, looks like we have math together too."
"Hey Fionna," Marshall smirked as he looked up at the girl, "I was hoping such a good student like you would be here to help solve all my problems."
Fionna rolled her eyes, "Do you have a pick up line for every school subject?"
"And many more," Marshall stated as he rested his hands behind his head, "I must say though you are in the right place,"
"Oh really" Fionna sat down in the desk next to Marshall.
"With an asymptote as nice as yours I'm glad to be in this class with you." Fionna smacked Marshall's arm as the teen laughed at her reddening face.
"Do you flirt like this when your sister's around?"
"You're kidding right? Who do you think taught me most of these lines?" Marshall asked as his laughter died down, a raised eyebrow in Fionna's direction.
_M_
Marceline liked history; it was one of the few school subjects she could tolerate. Manly because no matter where you went history was always the same; there were no surprises, no changes, people could live forever through history. She and Marshall were not in the same class and she was a bit upset with having to part with him after such a heated moment in chemistry.
The classroom was pretty old looking. It sat in one of the older sections of the school and it looked very much like an old school classroom. Marceline took a seat in the back and slid her textbook and notebook out of her bag, not that she took notes but rather she wrote song lyrics during classes and sometime history helped her write some pretty tight lyrics. She also pulled out her reading glasses that she had abandon the previous class as they did not do a lot of reading. She pulled her glasses out of the case and examined them to make sure they were not scratched or damaged.
Marceline watched as the room slowly filled with people. Many of them well dressed and high class people a few of them looked much like Marceline did, out of place. Rowtag walked in a few minutes later and took a seat in the back of the class opposite of Marceline. A distant kind of guy, Marceline decided.
Pretty soon the teacher walked into the classroom, tripping a few times as he walked in. Marceline took a moment to look down at her schedule to get the teacher's name.
Professor Cinnamon-Bun. What an odd name these teachers had. Marceline shook her head as the class began.
_M_
Math, history, and foreign language class; Marshall was ready to pull his hair out. He had hoped that by taking German which he had taken a few times prior would have been the easiest way to go. Hell he was hoping that he would have been ahead of the other students. He was proven wrong. The only thing helping the black haired boy keep his sanity was the fact that lunch was next and he was looking forward to seeing his sister again. He noticed Marceline waiting for him just outside the cafeteria.
"Sup, how was German?" Marceline asked with a smirk as she already knew the answer.
"If I knew the German word for terrible that's what it would be." Marshall snorted as his sister laughed at him.
"Schrecklich" a female voice behind them called as they turned to see both pink haired teens behind them. "That is the German word for 'awful'"
"Hey Gummy"
"I told you not to call me that," Gumball stated as he turned red at the nickname that Marshall had chosen for him. "It's rather rude to name call, especially when that person doesn't approve of the name you are using for them."
"Dude you call him 'Gummy'?" Marceline asked with a smirk as her brother turned to her with a smile, eyes sparkling with mischief.
"Yeah, I thought it fit."
"Why?"
"Well he's name is Gumball and he kinda looks gummy don't you think?"
"Are you two listening to me?!" Gumball yelled over the twins as they both turned to him with bored looks. He took a moment to compose himself before continuing, "We came over because Fionna insisted that we ask you two to dine with us…if you want to."
The two looked at each other before looking back at the two pinkette teens.
"No thanks," Marshall started as the two teens started down the hall opposite the lunch hall.
"Yeah," Marceline confirmed as the two walked off, there were still some tensions and the two didn't want to be asked any more questions by any of the group of students they had met in chemistry class that day. They had brought their lunches that day and decided to eat on the roof as the school had rooftop access. Marshall had heard that people rarely ate there which made it a good place for the twins to dine as well as give them some time to rehearse some of their original and cover songs. They had stopped by their lockers and got their instruments before heading to the rooftop. There was no one else there so the two smiled as they took a seat to enjoy their lunch outside.
They uncased their instruments, Marceline's acoustic bass and Marshall's acoustic guitar. Soon sheet music joined napkins as they started eating and going over the status of a few unfinished songs. One song that Marshall had insisted that they cover was "Super bass." Marceline had been skeptical at first; however there were few songs that the two couldn't cover well. So they decided to tackle that one first. Marshall strummed a few notes before making a change to the sheet music. He took a sip of water before turning to Marceline, a silent question asking if she was ready to run through the song.
_G_
"So they didn't want to have lunch with us?" Fionna asked disappointed as everyone sat down to eat.
"No, we asked and they didn't want anything to do with it," Gumball stated as he ate, his cousin sat next to him nodded.
"They looked rather uncomfortable when we asked them, perhaps they are still getting used to it here." Bubblegum offered as Fionna nodded in agreement.
"Yeah I guess."
"I'm surprised they haven't caused any trouble yet." Gumball murmured, "Bubblegum and I got a look at the outside of their files when we were delivering something to the office. They were pretty thick. That usually means they were kicked out of a few schools before coming here."
"I don't think we should judge."
"Defiantly not," Gumball agreed. "I'm just saying you might want to give them some space. It is a new place, a new town maybe and they need to adapt to life here."
"Fionna, Finn is not joining us today?" Bubblegum asked as she noticed the little hero was not among those who sat at the table.
"He said he had a rescue mission." Fionna shrugged, "That usually means he's up to something pretty big."
_M_
They ran through it a few times, both landing their vocals with skill. Soon lunch was over and they had to take their instruments back to their lockers and separate again for one more class before they had literature together.
Marceline sighed as she walked to her next class, she had her foreign studies class next and she wasn't looking forward to it. As she turned the corner she noticed a young looking blonde kid with a large tank in his arms trying to sneak through the halls. He looked like a freshman and he wore cargo shorts and a blue T-shirt, a bear-looking hat on his head. Marceline raised an eyebrow as she walked over,
"What are you doing?" The boy jumped slightly at the sound of her voice before he turned around, looking up at Marceline with innocent blue eyes.
"Oh, sorry dude, thought you were like, a teacher or something." The kid started as he looked over his shoulder.
"What are you up to kiddo?" Marceline asked again as she motioned to the tank in his arms.
"Oh, I'm on a rescue mission!" The kid announced with a big grin. Marceline looked confused as she looked at the tank that was covered with a light colored sheet. "I'm saving the frogs from the Biology classes so they don't get their insides all cut up."
"Frogs" Marceline repeated the young boy's statement as she heard a small sound come from the tank.
"Yeah man, they're like totally scared because all the students are going to cut them up and take their insides out." The boy stated with a serious look, "So I saved them before the biology class can cut them up."
"Right,"
"I'm Finn Fletcher by the way! I'm a freshman!"
"Marceline"
"Nice to meet you Marceline," Finn stated with a grin before turning the corner and continuing his mission to save the frogs.
What a weird kid, must be Fionna's little brother or something. They have the same last name and they look crazy alike Marceline thought as she continued to her next class.
_M_
Marshall and Marceline met up at the end of the day, both happy to have survived through their first day at this new school without getting into any trouble.
"I'm glad that's over," Marshall stated as she stretched his arms over his head, "Can you make burgers tonight?"
"I thought it was your turn to cook?" Marceline stated. The two were both pretty decent cooks and they took turns who would cook dinner and who would make lunches for the next day.
"Come on Marcy, please? You make a better burger then I do."
"Fine, but you owe me." Marceline pointed a finger at her brother, "Lunch tomorrow better be awesome."
"Got it"
They entered the house, placing their book bags on the floor of the first floor music room before running upstairs to finish the last of the unpacking that they didn't get done. The only things remaining were a couple of old pictures that they liked to keep up. No matter what house they were in, those pictures were the most important thing they unpacked.
The first picture was the only family picture they owned. Of their mom, dad, them, and Leroy; it was the last picture they took together before their mom died. She had gotten very sick after her car broke down and she got stuck in the rain. She got pneumonia very bad and had died a few days later in the hospital. It had happened so quickly that the twins and Leroy couldn't grasp what was happening at the time. Their dad started drinking and beating them. A couple months later Leroy died.
The second picture was one of just Marceline, Marshall, and Leroy. The Abadeer children, the last time that they were truly happy
Others included pictures of family events and other things that used to happen before the deaths took place. The sun was always out in those pictures when the family was together and smiling. After they finished unpacking the pictures they went into the kitchen and living area to make dinner and lunches for tomorrow.
"So, you seemed to be getting along with Fionna."
"She's a pretty cool chick," Marshall stated as he started fixing lunch for the two while Marceline worked with chopped meat on the other counter for the burgers. "Can't wait for gym class tomorrow"
Marceline smiled, it was one of the elective courses that she and Marshall had together. So twice a week they would have gym together.
"You know that principal is going to get on us about joining something."
"Maybe we can join a school sport." Marshall suggested with a shrug, "We'll find something."
END NOTES
I was inspired to make Marshall Lee and Marceline sing Super bass after hearing Tyler Ward, Alex G, and Eppic sing it together. So if you guys wanna hear the song I highly recommend it. It's how I pictured these two singing it so if anyone ever wondered what it would song like, I figured this was more effective then just putting lyrics in.
