Heyyo, Here's your present for Valentine's Day! Two, LONG, Chapters. I winged them, and I have mixed feelings on them (Like their too forced.) but I hope you enjoy them.

Marshall looked up at Fionna. Her eyes had dark circles under them, but she still had her beauty around her. To see her made Marshall smile. She leaned down and hugged him before he could even react. She squeezed so tight Marshall's body ached, but he did not want her to stop, so he said nothing. He slowly put his arms around her and held her close to him. He could feel her tears come off her face and onto his shoulder. He could tell by her face she had been worried about him, and had not slept lately. When she finally pulled back, He looked at her and gave his famous smirk, to show her that he was okay. Fionna gave him a smile right back, and wiped her eyes. Marshall felt a presence next to him. His eyes moved over to see the Ice Queen sitting on the other side of the bed. He stared at her for a minute.
"Ice Queen? What are you doing here?" Marshall backed against the headboard so he could sit up without forcing it.
"I'm here to see you, Marshall. It's been… awhile."
Marshall listened to the gentle tone in her voice. This Ice Queen had less crazy in her voice. She was more…
"Si…mone? Is that you?" Marshall reached out and touched her face.
"Yes." She pressed her hand against his. "For the time being."
Marshall jumped forward and began to hug Simone. "SIMONE!"
Simone wrapped her arms around him and rubbed his back. "Marshall…"
"Simone… how…?" Marshall squeezed her tight.
"I don't know. I believe seeing you in this state brought me out, but I can tell it's temporary… Gunther."
She pulled back and put her hand on her mouth. She could see Marshall's eyes tear up.
"But… You can't leave again… No… NO!" Marshall had tears running down and his teeth gritted together. "You just… Can't!"
Simone put her hand on his shoulder. "Marshall… please stop. Let's just enjoy this."
At that time Gumball and Cake came up from downstairs to see what Marshall was yelling about. Gumball saw Marshall crying and Ice Queen with her hand on his should.
"What's going on here? Fionna?" Gumball looked at Fionna, who was looking at the floor.
Marshall stared at Gumball. "Gumball… You can save her! You can keep her here!" Marshall pushed himself off the bed and instantly hit the floor. His body had no energy from the lack of red. Fionna ran to Marshall and pulled him up. Simone stood up and walked in front of Fionna and Marshall.
"Please stop, Marshall… I know you want me to stay, and you think your candy friend can help, but he can't. Without this crown I will die. With it I can live, just not as myself, but I'll still be here."
"NO! I need Simone, not Ice Queen." He looked at Gumball. "Can't you do anything?! All that science you do. SOMETHING? ANYTHING?!" Marshall was now yelling.
Gumball stood silent. He knew he could not help with the crown. He did not believe in magic, but that thing was pure evil. He could sense it over the years. He walked forward and spoke.
"Marshall… I can try, but… I doubt I can do anything." Gumball looked away. He could sense Marshall's anger.
"Doubt? You could TRY!"
"Yes, but I'd have to take the crown from her… Killing her. I could try when she diverts back to Ice Queen, but we all know how impossible that would be. Plus I believe that would kill her too."
Marshall fell to the floor. He began to hit the floor boards. "No… NO! Not again!"
Simone knelt down next to Marshall. "Marshall…" She grabbed his hand and pulled him into another hug. She began to stroke the back of his head. "Shhhh… It'll all be okay. Let's just enjoy the time we have left." Marshall pulled back and wiped his eyes. "It's okay. Look… you got what you always wanted here now. You have a family, they may not be blood, but family can be beyond blood. They may not be the best all the time, but family never is. Right?"
Marshall nodded and began to stand up. He almost fell down, until Fionna caught him. She helped him to his feet and the two stared at each other. Simone smiled at seeing this.
"She on the other hand…" Simone laughed. "She's more to you."
Marshall began to blush. He looked away from Fionna and at Simone. He mouthed shut up at her, but Simone just laughed.
"You made me proud today, Marshall. After one thousand years, you still show emotions like this and can control them. So much has changed in this world, for better or worse, but you'll always be my little Marshy." She put her hand on his head and smiled.
"Thank you…" Marshall smiled back. "I-"
Simone grabbed her head and backed away. "Marshall… I feel it. It's taking control again." She backed against the wall. Marshall began to stumble towards her. When Fionna tried to help him, he brushed her off and kept going. "Marshall… I'm sorry. I can't stay for much longer. Please… Remember that I'm so proud of you, and forgive me for whatever I do…" She fell to the ground and he voice became a whisper. "When… I don't… remember…you…" Her eyes closed. Marshall dropped down and stared at her. He felt a hand on his shoulder. He looked up to see Fionna, crying, touching him.
"I'm sorry." She kneeled down and hugged Marshall from the side. "I wish there was something we could do."
"Me too…"
"Where am I?" Ice Queen opened her eyes. "Why am I here? Marshall Lee? Fionna? My beloved?"
"What am I chop liver?" Cake held her hands up.
Marshall smiled. "One day… We'll get you back… Simone."
"What-mone?" Ice Queen looked around. "You people keep calling me that. I'm Ice Queen. Always have been." She stood up and stretched. "Alright… I can tell this is a sob-fest. I have to get back and check on Gunther. Sure he broke my glasses." She floated up and flew right out the window, busting it.
"OH COME ON!" Cake yelled. "It's not easy to fix that! AND CLEAN! I'm out!" Cake walked out the room.
Gumball looked at Fionna and Marshall. "Yeah… Me too." He walked to the door and looked back at Marshall. "Marshall… We'll get her back… one day." Marshall looked at a smiling Gumball, before he exited the room.
Fionna was still hugging Marshall. "Marshall… You going to be okay?"
Marshall smiled. "Yeah… Yeah. I am." He looked into Fionna's eyes. "Now I know Simone is still in there, and one day we can get her back."
"Yeah… I guess you're right."
"When am I not?" Marshall began to stand up. Fionna let go and helped him.
"What would you do without me, KING?" Fionna smiled.
"Probably a lot more than this." He walked back to the bed. "Got anything to-"
Fionna picked up the Cherry soda next to the bed. "Yea. I do."
Marshall grabbed it and sucked the red off the can. "That's the good stuff!" Fionna stared at him. "What? Did I do something wrong?"
"You couldn't just drink it?" Fionna frowned.
"Psssh. No. Too Cool for that." Marshall laid back down. "By the way, Thank you." He mumbled.
"What was that? Hmmm?"
"Ugh… Thank you… for helping me."
"You're welcome. It's the least I could for… what happen."
Marshall stared at the ceiling. "Yeah… I know. How long have I been out?"
"Four days. I took care of you." She laid across his legs.
"Four days? Wow…" He looked down at Fionna and noticed it for the first time, since he woke up. "I'm wearing different clothes…"
Fionna looked at him. "Yes. So?"
"Who… Who… changed me?" Marshall swallowed. "Did you?"
Fionna blushed. "NO! Cake did."
"Cake… changed me. SHE saw me…" Marshall looked away. "Oh Glob…"
Fionna laughed. "She didn't see anything. She only changed your pants, not your underwear, poo-brain."
Marshall put his hand on his face. "Thank you, Glob. That would be embarrassing."
"Why? Hiding something?" Fionna laughed. "Or nothing?"
Marshall looked at her. "HA! HA! HA! Shut up." He pulled his leg back and pushed her towards the end of the bed. "Go get me a towel. I need a shower, or you do. Some one stinks."
Fionna smelt her shirt. "I think it's both of us. I haven't got time in the last four days to-"
"Fionna… did you sit by my side the WHOLE time I was out?"
"Yes."
Marshall stared at her. He did not know if he should be mad or happy. "That was… just thank you. Now lay down here and get some sleep, while I get a shower. Okay?"
She yawned. "Sure. Whatevs." She fell onto the bed next to him. "Go get a shower sti…" She was already asleep.
"Ugh…" He pushed himself off the bed. The little red he took in gave him enough strength to walk around. He walked to the drawers looking for a towel. "If I was a towel… where would I be?" He opened a drawer and instantly closed it. "Not in Fionna's underwear drawer… or would I?" He opened it just enough to see one with hearts on it. "Really?" He closed it and laughed. "Okay what about in… here?" He opened a drawer and saw a picture. He picked it up. "She kept it…" On the picture was Marshall and Fionna smiling. It was the time they went to the movies, as friends. She took it to remember the day. He turned it over and on the back was something Fionna had wrote. "Marshall x Fionna" He looked over at a sleeping Fionna. It then hit him. That night she was trying to take him on a date. She lied and said it was just as friends, so it would not be awkward. "Glob…" He put it back upside down, and turned to the bathroom. "Where are these towels?" He walked into the bathroom and one was already on the towel holder on the wall. He facepalmed. "What didn't I just check here first?" He turned and closed the door and turned on the hot water. He let it get ready as he got ready. He stepped in the shower and let the water wash away all the pain and guilt he was feeling.
"This has been… a weird week. Ugh… Women…" He hung his head and let his hair get wet. After a few minutes he stepped out and wrapped the towel around him. He walked to the mirror and wiped it. Nothing stood in it. "Still a vampire." He leaned down and splashed water in his face. When he looked back up the mirror reflected him. "WOAH!" He backed up.
"Wake UP! WAKE…UP!" The figure began to slide out the mirror. "WAKE! UP!"
Marshall began to shake. The mirror him closed in and grabbed him. "No! Let go! NO! NO!"
Marshall opened his eyes. He was laying in the shower corner and Fionna was shaking him.
"Marshall! Hey!" Fionna kept shaking him.
"I'm here… what happen?"
"I heard you fall and came in." She reached over and turned the water off. She grabbed the towel and covered him.
Marshall quickly wrapped it around him. "You didn't see anything? Right?"
"Nothing I hadn't already seen…" She stood up and grabbed his hand and helped him up.
"What?" Marshall stared at her.
"Ugh… remember when we snuck into your house and you caught us? Yeah…"
Marshall's eyes widened. "Well…" He walked by and grabbed his clothes. "Seems I have a peeking Fionna." He pointed to tell her to turn around as he got dressed.
"Marshall… seriously. What happen?" She walked infront of the door.
"I don't know. I was showering then woke up…" He looked away.
"I know when you're lying. I hate liars." She turned and raised her fist.
"Alright, I was dreaming that I was being attacked by… me. Something happen when I was out. I saw something."
"What?"
"My demon." He looked at a puzzled Fionna. "I'm part demon, you know that. Well when I was fighting Flame Prince something happen." He leaned against the counter. "When I was in my coma, or whatever, It spoke to me. Telling me it wanted control. That next time… it would take it."
"Marshall…" She reached out to him.
"No. It said it would hurt you if it came out. Now I see… that I need to go. I can't endanger you." He walked to her. "I'm sorry, Fi."
"You're not leaving. Not now. You can't even stay awake. Plus, Marshall, you're my friend. I'll handle it."
"Not this time, Fi." He tried to walk by, but she pushed him back. "Let me through…"
"You're not leaving." She closed the door behind her. "If I have to sit in here with you all day, I will."
Marshall looked down at his red plaid shirt. "I love this shirt too…" He pulled it to his mouth and drained all the red out. When he was done he turned invisible and floated up. Fionna reached over and turned on the shower's hot water. Quickly it steamed up the room, showing where he was.
"Marshall… you're not leav-"
Marshall turned visible and laughed. "Yes… I am." He turned and punch out the wall. The hole was just big enough for him to escape through.
"Marshall Lee! Get back here!" She grabbed his pants leg.
"Fionna! Stop! I can't hurt you! I'm a danger here! Just… let… me… go!" He pulled out her grasp. "I'm sorry, but this is for the best."
"Best? For who? Not me! Marshall, I'm your friend. I can help you. Just let me."
Marshall shook his head. "No… No…" He turned and began to float off into the night. "I'm sorry, Fionna. I can't take the risk of hurting you. Goodbye." Marshall kept flying away even though he could hear Fionna yelling. His plan was to go home and get his Guitar and leave.
After a an hour of flying he reached home and quickly ran in. He slammed the door behind him and flew upstairs. He grabbed his song book and guitar case. He looked around. "Where is my guitar?!" He checked under the bed, in the closet, and in the living room. "Did I take it to… No. So where is it then?" He floated back upstairs. "Ugh…" It was behind the door. "How did I miss it?" The same chill from earlier ran down his spine. He looked around. "Weird…" He grabbed the guitar and sat it in the case. He picked up his song book and walked to the door. He looked back. "I'll miss this-" He opened the door and turn his face right into a fist.
"You're not going anywhere, Marshy." He looked up to see a bunny hat and a cat standing there. "I said I was going to help and I am. Cake get the rope."
Marshall laid his head back down. "I can't get a break." He closed his eyes and passed out once again.