Another update? What? What?! WHAT?! Yeeeeeeaaaaaahhhhhh! *Puts on sunglasses and skateboards towards the kitchen*

"Bonnibel, come here for a second." Her mother called from downstairs. She rolled her eyes, not wanting to move. It was Sunday, that meant she shouldn't have to move unless absolutely necessary. Slowly she rolled off her bed and trudged downstairs to the kitchen where her mother sat on her laptop at the breakfast bar, probably doing some work.

"What's up?"

"My boss gave me these tickets, he bought them for his daughter but she got hit by a car or something." He mother told her somewhat distractedly.

"Oh my Glob is she okay?"

"Hm? Oh yeah she's fine. Broken leg or something. Anyway they're for some concert tonight and he really wants them to go to use. They're yours if you want them." She held out two small pieces of paper.

Bonnie shrugged. She had nothing else to do. "Sure. I'll ask Marcy if she wants to go. Be back in a sec." She left the house looking at the tickets as she strolled over to Marcy's. The Scream Queens? Never heard of them. Maybe Marcy knows who they are?

"Hello Mr Petrikov." She greeted once Simon opened the door.

"Please Bonnibel dear, call me Simon."

"Sorry Mr… Simon. Is Marceline home?"

"Of course. Come in, come in. Gunter is upstairs."

Bonnie followed Simon in to the living room, confused by his last statement. "Who's upstairs?"

"Marcy. She's in her room." Simon smiled as he held out his hand towards the stairs. Bonnie followed his direction, deciding not to question him again on what he'd just said.

She realised as she ascended the stairs that she'd never been in Marceline's room. Although once she got to the top she figured it wasn't going to be hard to find. While all the other doors were painted plain white, there was one that was so covered in posters and other music paraphernalia that Bonnie wasn't sure what colour it was underneath.

As she raised her hand to knock she could hear music coming from the other side. I guess I came to the right person she thought as her knuckle connected with the door. She waited a while before knocking again. And again. And again before taking an executive decision to just walk in. Opening the door slowly, she poked her head in and called out for her friend.

"Marcy?" She looked to see the backside of the other girl sticking out from under the bed, her torso hidden underneath. Bonnie couldn't help but appreciate the sight before her. Marceline's jeans complimented her immensely in that position. Marcy has a really great ass. Bonnie commented before reprimanding herself. Don't be such a perv.

Entering the rest of the way and closing the door behind her, she called her again, this time tipping the other girl on the back. Marceline jumped at the contact, smacking her head against the wood above her.

"Fuck!" Bonnie heard before she saw the other girl emerge holding a hand to her head. "Gee thanks Bonnie."

"Sorry. You couldn't hear me over the music so I just kinda let myself in. What were you doing under there anyway?"

Marceline walked over to the stereo and stopped the music before answering. "I was just… looking for something. It's no big deal. What's up?"

Bonnie held up the two tickets for the other girl to take. "My Mom got these in work and gave them to me. Wanna go? It's tonight but if you don't have any plans…" She trailed off as Marcy read the tickets.

"Holy Grob these are for The Scream Queens! They're like one of, if not the best all girl rock band in like the history of history. This show has been sold out for months how'd she get them?" Bonnie had to stop herself from gushing at how excited Marceline was getting. Too cute!

"Her boss's daughter had a run in with… a car. She's fine and all, few broken bones but she can't go so I got them."

"Aw man this is so awesome! I was so pissed when I didn't get tickets a while back." Marceline said as she took a seat beside Bonnie who was now on her bed.

"How come you didn't get them before?"

"I gave Ash the money to go get them since I had school. According to him they sold out just as he got to the top of the line. Although now that I think about it I didn't see that money again so…" Her eyes wandered off in thought, not catching Bonnie's eye roll. Douche.

"Anyway you're going now so I guess that's a good thing, huh?" Bonnie said bringing Marceline back to earth.

"Hell yeah. I can't wait to tell Ash, he's going to be so pumped"

Bonnie's heart almost stopped. She opened her mouth say something, anything but in this moment the English language, and any other language, failed her.

"I'm kidding, Bonnie. You can bring your eyes back to normal size." Marcy smirked before laughing at her response.

"You dick that was so awkward!" She playfully pushed the dark haired girl over as she continued to laugh.

"I'm sorry but that was just too funny. You should've seen your face." Marcy laughed causing Bonnie to pout and cross her arms.

"Well then maybe I'll just bring someone else to the concert." This statement got her the reaction she wanted. The other girl shot up straight, her eyes as wide as Bonnie's had been previously.

"What?! No please I'm sorry. Forgive me?" Marcy begged, making Bonnie smile.

"Fine. You're forgiven. Now if you'll excuse me I'm going to go home and look up every song this band has ever released." She rose from the bed before being stopped by Marceline's voice.

"What are you gunna wear?" Bonnie noticed she wore that all too familiar smirk as she asked.

"I dunno? This I guess. Why?" She pointed to the purple jeans and pink jumper she was currently wearing although she had a feeling she knew what Marceline was about to say.

"Oh no you're not. Not to a rock concert. It's bad enough I've to hang around town with a walking stick of bubblegum, I'm not doing it at a concert too."

"What's wrong with this?"

"It's too… preppy. The shoes and jeans are fine so long as we do something about your top half." She explained as she walked over to her dresser. She rooted through a bunch of clothes before pulling something out. Giving it a quick sniff to make sure it was fresh, she lobbed to over to Bonnie.

Opening it out at arm's length, Bonnie looked at the article of clothing before her. It was a black shirt with a picture of what looked like the side of a river. In the middle was a snake, possibly dead, with two pieces of confectionary, also possibly dead, stuck on pikes piercing the snake.

"Really?" was all she had to say. Did Marceline really want her to wear this? Although the longer she looked at it the more it grew on her. Maybe it's not so bad?

Trust me; it'll look awesome on you. Wear it tonight with those jeans, you'll look great.

Bonnie's cheeks blushed slightly at the almost compliment. "I guess I could stand to look a little more 'punk'. I'll call over about six thirty, okay?"

She went to walk out the door before stopping and turning back. "Marcy, who's Gunter?" She asked, curiosity getting the better of her.

Marcy lightly tapped her chin in thought. "Gunter… Gunter… Doesn't ring a bell. Why?"

"It's just… when I called over Simon told me Gunter was upstairs… and when I questioned it he corrected himself and said Marceline, but I was just wondering."

Marceline gave a small shrug. "That's weird. Although Simon's kinda weird so maybe it's not that weird. Anyway I'll see you later?" She smiled. Bonnie nodded, deciding it wasn't a big deal who or what Gunter was anyway.

She left Marceline's room with a smile on her face, not noticing the other girls face turn dark with worry.

*falls off skateboard*