3rd party POV

"AND NOW MAY I PRESENT MARCELINE AND THE SCREAM QUEENS!"

The crowd's screams and shrieks die out as the blood red lights begin to fade on, and eerie low notes of a base guitar begin to echo off the stage. Fog rolls in as the other band members are standing on stage, heads down, starting to play but the bassist is nowhere to be seen. Murmurs throughout this audience spread like wild fire in anticipation of Marceline's entrance. Then all at once the lights cut off, as well as the dark tones, all except for one, a sinister cackle emits from the center of the stage growing louder as a dark figure rises from the mist.

"My my, look at what we have here... Meer mortals... you still don't understand do you? Look at all this new blood. I would love to have a taste…"

Marceline comes into the light flashing her trade mark Abadeer smirk.

At the end of the of the amazing show the screaming fans demands an anchor.

"'If you stick around till the end of the night, Marceline will be doing a few solo performances! Until then party hard!" Finn shouts the last part into the microphone as the party rages on.

The lead singer makes her way off stage ready to mingle, as she wanders through the mess of slobbering drunks, she can feel guys and girls undressing her with their eyes.

MARCELINE POV

"Hey baby, I sure would like to get soma that!" a guy in a hot dog costume calls over to Keila, where she dismisses him, continuing to flirt with my cousin Marshall in the corner.

Fiona would kick Keila's ass if she saw this. She is an awfully protective girlfriend, but has a great heart. Marsh is really lucky to have won her heart from Bubba. I snicker to myself as I try to make my way back over to Finn and Flare. Trying to get past some dope in a skeleton costume, and his friend who appears to be pretty hammered in a banana suit.

"I get all the ass I want and she is just another girl to conquer, am I right?"

My ears perk up to a loud conversation in front of me, the voice is awfully familiar.

Isn't that-

A few high fives where exchanged between the two guys beside me. One of them too drunk to keep his balance ends up spilling his beer on me. I turn my head to see none other than that douche Bracco.

"I'm going to have my way with PB tonight! She just needs to give up the goods"

"YAH GET IT BRACCO!" the other football player yells.

My knuckles turned white, clenching my fists, trying to calm myself, but the rage just over flowed, I could hear the blood rushing in my ears. I pass of my beer to Keila, as my eyes see red.

I whip around and see him with that smug smile on his face. That's when I snapped. Nobody talks about MY Princess that way.

"THAT'S IT ASSHOLE" I grab Bracco by the shoulder and- BAM! I hit him smack dab in the middle of his perfect nose, probably breaking it in three places.
He fell like a sack of potatoes into the mob of other drunk teenagers dry humping each other.

"Damn!" Came from a few party-goers who saw the altercation.

He mumbles in a drunken slur from the floor "What the fuck was that, faggit?"

I kneel beside his already semi-swollen face, I pull the dazed football star up by his shirt collar so I could look that little shit right in the eyes, I want him to know this isn't some game. I want his drunk ass to remember every word I say.

"You fucking son of a bitch. She is the best thing to ever walk into your life, and you just want her for a good fuck?"

I jerk him even closer to my face, so close, I can smell his cheap cologne he put on this morning.

"Listen here pretty boy, she nor any other girl for that matter is here please you, and wait on your hand and foot. You have put her through a living hell playing your fucking games and I'm tired of this shit, I'm not going to spend another day watching her break down because of you, and then fix her makeup, plaster on a smile and pretend like everything is just fine. You know what? Everything is not fucking fine! Bonnibel is a human fucking being! She is a princess and should be treated like a fucking princess, that girl would do anything for you, and HAS done everything for you."

I would give anything for Bonni to look at me that way…

"If you would pull your head out of your ass for two seconds, and stopped sticking you dick into anything that moves, you would fucking see what a wonderful person she is. Oh but that's right, she is just someone you want to check off your fuck list."

I get back up, making sure to slam his head back into the hardwood flooring
"Maybe this faggit can give you a lesion how to treat a girl sometime"

With that, I take my beer back from a very shocked Keila as well as the small circle that gathered in the living room of Guy's house and make my way outside for a much needed cigarette, failing to notice someone following me, and who evidentially witnessed the whole thing.

I stand in the dark, leaning on the side of the garage, taking in the cool night air, attempting to calm my nerves with my one guilty pleasure. About half way through I spot some movement in the dark and cling as close as I can to brick wall, as to not be disturbed.

I hear a timid whisper "Marcy?" shit, I would know that sweet voice any ware…

"Marceline I can see you, please come over here, you know how I feel about the dark"

What is she doing here? I thought she was out of town with her parents for the weekend. That's why she couldn't hang out, and that's why I ended up at this damn party.

"Hey Bonni" Slowly I step out under the porch light, taking another drag.

"My parents had a change of plans, and I figured you would end up here" she stares at the ground talking to her feet. "I saw what you did to Brocco, and I-"

I cut her off before she could yell at me for interfering with her love life. "I'm sorry about that, I shouldn't have happened, I didn't mean it to happen, and I guess my rage got the best of me…"

"Why does he make you so angry?" She asked, innocence and ignorance laced her voice.

Is this a real question? she knows why I hate him, "He treats the dog shit under his shoe better than you, he cheats on you with every single girl he can get his hands on, and the worst part is you know he does this, and you give him chance after chance, only for him to through it all in your face. No one should ever be treated that way, you deserve so much more Bonni."

She moved a bit closer to me a little sniffle escapes as I hold her in my arms, as I have so many times before.

"Is that the only reason?" she mumbles into my shoulder.

I bite my lip and stare up into the star light, and I guess it must have been the adrenaline rush from punching Bracco, or one too many beers, or both, but right here, right now, in this moment all I could think was 'fuck it'.

"Well Bon-" Just then, right when I was going to confess the years of pent up feelings to the one person I will ever truly love, Jake and Lady burst through the door screaming at each other about someone named Tiffany making us jump three feet apart.

I look at Bonni and sigh "You go talk to Lady and I'll go meet up with Jake"

We nod, and go off in the separate directions of the two lovers.

Bracco steps out of my way his head down not wanting to make eye contact with me. Haha! I guess our little talk had knocked some since into him. Finn has his arm draped over Flairs shoulder when I walk up. But before I could say anything I was dragged in the direction of the back door by a head of rainbow hair, and a shaggy dog following close behind me.

"WHAT THE HELL MAN!" I yell when I finally get my wrist back.

"Calm your ass down, we just wanted to talk to you." Jake looks at me determined.

I eye them both very carefully before sitting on the porch.