Oh Aaa, how I've missed you.

I flew over the grasslands, straight towards a certain adventuress's house. I had been gone for two months. Longer than I had anticipated and much longer than I had hoped. But now all was right in the Nightosphere, nobody doubted my Kingship, and I had a promise to Fionna to keep.

I floated through an open window leading to Fionna's living room.

"Hey Fio-" I was surprised to see a Flame elemental standing in the middle of Fionna's living room. "-na?"

I looked at the dude standing there. Oddly enough, I'd never seen him before. Not even during all that time I fooled around in the Fire Kingdom. He looked at me, puzzled. Probably wondering, just as I was, who in Aaa was in Fionna's house.

"Who the heck are you?" I asked.

"Iam Prince Ignus Flame of the Fire Kingdom," He said in what seemed to me to be a forced formal tone. I already had a weird feeling about this guy. Why hadn't I seen him at the annual royal snoozefest? "And who are you?"

"Marshall Lee," I replied plainly. "How do you know Fionna?"

As much as that weird feeling was bugging me, I didn't want to jump to conclusions about the guy. He seemed nice enough. He couldn't be too bad if Fionna just let him chill (or whatever flame people do) in her house.

"Well, you see..."

About that time Fionna entered the room.
"FP? What's going on in her-MARSHALL!"

Within seconds I found myself tackled by the young adventuress.

"Oh my glob you're back!" She exclaimed.

"Yeah, Fi. I told you I'd come visit you as so as I returned, remember?"

She laughed. "Yeah I remember! Glob, I missed you Marshall!"

Ignus cleared his throat from the other side of the room. He glared at me, and I swear his flamed mohawk burned higher. What is this guy's problem? Fionna let go of me and looked over to him.

"Oh, yeah. FP, this is Marshall Lee. He's my bro!"

"MmmHmm..." Ignus hummed, unamused. Fionna turned to me.

"Marshall, this is Flame Prince, my Boyfriend."

"Yeah, we've met-YOUR WHAT?!" I exclaimed.

I looked at Fionna, shock plastered all over my face.

"Yeah, we met like a month ago. He tried to burn down the treehouse."

My eyes slowly shifted over to Ignus, who was now smirking at me devilishly. I knew it.

"How romantic," I hissed sarcastically.

"What can I say," Ignus taunted, "I have a way with women."

I clenched my teeth. I knew something was weird about this guy. Sure, he came off as nice enough, but with those few expressions and statements, I could tell that this guy was trouble. He was not somebody Fionna needed to be wasting time around.

"Ignus," I began, and saw the royal flamehead shift uncomfortably at being referred to on a first name basis. "I'm afraid I wasn't completely honest with you before. You see, I'm not just Marshall Lee..."

Ignus looked at me confused. He immediately straightened his posture, and his flames burned strong and bright. Is he trying to intimidate me?! Oh, this is rich! I closed my eyes, a slight smirk at the corner of my mouth.

"I'm Marshall Lee . . . the Vampire King," I finished opening my Demon eyes and flashing my fangs. If this kid wanted to have a contest of power, so be it.

He scoffed. I frowned.

"Vampire King?! Please. You're no King. You look like a hobo."

"Oh, but I am King. Just got back from settling a dispute the Nightosphere, actually. My mom's the Demon Queen there, by the way. Did you know that?" I taunted.

The guy almost looked shocked for a moment. "You're Hannah Abadeer's son?"

I nodded. Sure, my mom and I may not be on the best of terms, but everyone in Aaa knows and fears the Lady of Evil (well, everyone but Fionna and myself, that is). So, whenever somebody figures out we're related, they get a nice helping of fearful respect for me.

"Actually," I said slyly, "If anyone's going to have their royalty questioned around here, it's you. Why haven't I seen you at the annual Royal meetings?"

"Please. My mother takes care of all that boring royal stuff. There's no need for me to waste my time there while my mother sits on the throne."

I laughed. "Oh, I get it. You're just one of those princes that's in it for the title, and wants none of the work!"

Ignus's flames went up again. "I would NOT advise angering me, vampire!" he shouted. I snarled, my forked tongue snapping out between my bared fangs.

"Bring it on, Flamehead!"

"CUT IT OUT!" Fionna yelled as she stood between us. Ingus and I still glared at each other.

"Come on, guys, you're some of the most important dudes in my life. Can't you try to get along?"

"Only if this hobo apologizes for questioning my authority," Ignus stated.

I laughed. "In your dreams."

"Marshall." Fionna looked at me annoyed. I was shocked.
"Whoa wait no way Fi you're not seriously taking his side on this?!"

"Just apologize," she said.

I glared at both of them. "Fine then. Whatever. Sorry." I said before turning to the window and flying away at full speed.

"Marshall wait!" Fionna called after me. But I didn't stop. No, right now, I needed to be as far away from them as possible.