The next couple weeks were a lot of the same. Fionna would come over every couple days and watch a movie or play video games or even just talk. Sometimes she'd cry a bit, and I'd hold her and tell her everything was ok. Today had been another one of those days.
"I don't know, Marshall. I feel like I have the absolute worst luck with guys," she had said.
"You just haven't found the right one yet."
"Yeah, but the figuring out I haven't found him yet is the part that sucks."
"Yeah, breakups and rejection suck sometimes. I told you about Ashley, right?"
"Oh yeah I forgot about that crazy witch." Fionna smiled. "Thanks, Marshall. You always know what to say to make me feel better. You're the best bro a girl could ask for."
That's what she had said, and that was the part that kept running through my head. It was annoying me to no end. I was the King of all Vampires, and here I was brooding over something some random human girl said.
Though I didn't do it often, I liked thinking of myself as King. I was a strong, powerful, sexy vampire. I had had the power to get everything and do anything I wanted.
Well, almost everything.
Maybe that's what bothered me. There was one thing that I couldn't have. One person. The extremely independent blonde haired blue eyed adventuress. I didn't have her. Any other girl I could easily wrap around my finger with my smooth speech and charm (and did I mention my sexiness?), but not Fionna. My vampiric, kingly charm had almost no effect on her. With her, it was Gumball, then Ignus, and now, who knows? I was just her bro, someone to play video games with, beat up monsters with, and talk to when her Princes caused her trouble.
But, they're Princes...and I'm a King...
Kings outrank Princes, right?
"Right!" I said to myself, standing up from my seat on the couch. I marched toward the door. I had to talk to Fionna. I mean yeah, she probably wasn't ready for another relationship right now, and that was ok. But I couldn't keep this hidden inside anymore. She deserved to know the truth. If she wasn't ready, or if she didn't feel the same, then so be it. At least she would know.
I swung open my door, completely and utterly unprepared for what I found on my doorstep.
"You!"