"Hey there, Fionna how are ya?" Marhsall asked as Fionna stood in his door way, smiling bright yet wickedly which made his lips twitch in response. Fionna looked tired, drained, as her blue eyes flicked to his and yet her smile stayed on her lips making his brows pull together.
"Can I come in for a couple minutes just to hang out with you?" She asked gently, sounding tired and her tone was so soft it was surprising to the Vampire King, for Fionna had always been loud and bright, happy and bubbly when he first met her but now she look worn down and so incredibly tired.
"Sure you can, what's wrong?" Marshall held the door open looking at the human with curiosity as she walked in, her long blonde hair laying dully against her back as she walked in and she moved straight to the couch she always favorited making Marshall grin a bit but it didn't dissolve his worry for the human. He floated over to her as she covered her eyes with her hands as she sighed gently letting her head fall abck and she moved her hands as Marshall floated in front of her and she looked close to tears making Marshall's eyes widen softly.
"Marshall, I'm so tired, I feel restless but I can't do anything." Fionna said then burst into loud, ugly wet sobs as she slapped her hands over her face to cover her tears, possibly, but they slipped through the cracks of her fingers as she sobbed and Marshall felt his eyes widening at this. Fionna, his close friend, was sobbing andseeming so anguished in front of him but he was to surprised much too shocked, to really reach out and say something to her to make her feel better as she sobbed loudly. Then he sat down next to her awkwardly reaching his hand out rubbing her back as he had for Gumball and she sobbed loudly still and she sounded tired, very tired, making him surprised with her double.
The blonde always had a bright, perky attitude no matter what, even when she was upset she was determined to do what she could to help others and never allowed herself to break down sobbing in front of others unless it was unavoidable. Now she was coming to him and sobbing openly, a thing she never ever in a million years would have ever done before and he rubbed her back continuously. She sniffled suddenly which was a different from the loud sobs she'd been emitting just a moment ago as she looked at Marshall with tears glittering and clinging to her long blonde lashes and her blue eyes shimmered at him.
"What's wrong? Come on, you can tell me! I bet I could help you with whatever ales you with my amazing years of wise and knowledgeable experience." Marshall joked as he poked her side making her grin weakly at him and he brushed a stray tear from her cheek. "Come on, just tell me. Is it life? The pregnancy? Cake? FP?" FP was something Marshall would sometimes, just sometimes, call Flame Prince but he knew better than to say it in front of the prince for his ass almost got roasted and burned last time it slipped out.
"It's just...I thought I could handle the pregnancy, I thought I was ready to give up all my adventuring. I thought I was really going to be able to settle down and be docile, but I...I can't! I can't, Marshall!" Fionna suddenly wailed as tears trickled down and she was sobbing and wailing again, hard enough her body shook and Marshall stared at her with wide eyes as he processed her words. This was..new. She was so excited not even five days ago about being pregnant, about getting married and setting a date for everything, how she was excited about being with Flame Prince yet here she was, a blubbering wailing mess on his couch.
"Fi, it's gonna be okay! Trust me on this, you'll have a whole new life that'll be just as fun as adventuring!" Marshall tried to make his tone light and bubbly, like hers, but it failed horribly but it got her sobs to choke down to little bubbles of noise leaving her lips.
"But it won't be the s-SAAAMMEEE!" She wailed as she dissolved into sobs again making Marshall stare at her wide eyed. Damn! He chewed on his lower lip for a moment before moving closer to her and wrapped his arm awkwardly around her and she looked at him with her watery blue eyes and offered a weak smile. Then she was sobbing right into his shoulder and in his ear making him cringe but he hugged her tight, despite his awkwardness and though his mind was focused on calming his pregnant friend down, some part of him was wondering what Gumball was doing now and if he was feeling better.
Prince Gumball was laying out on his bed, his face morphed in a soft pout as he laid out and sighed gently resting his chin on the pillow as his lashes lowered gently. When he'd gone down to breakfast he nearly devoured everything when his chest started aching softly making him more distracted but he ate and at lunch, he ate the same, large amount of food he had at breakfast. It was like he'd never seen or smelled food before which was a surprise to those who had been there with breakfast with him and he was even surprised himself.
But then, not even an hour ago, he'd gotten the waves of nausea and had spent ten minutes hunched of the toilet puking his guts out and had passed out on the floor for the full hour before waking up clammy feeling, tired still, but his stomach was twisting and clamping in on itself with hunger. He was now laying on his bed, the hunger gnawing at him still, but there was one thing he truly wanted but he didn't truly want to tell anyone and would rather die than admitting it to Marshall either, but right at that moment he was craving, desperately craving meat of any and all kinds.
It was making his mouth wet at just the thought and his stomach growled loudly like an insistent monster that demanded to be fed and he sat up on his knees pressing a hand to his snarling stomach. He climbed off his bed hesitantly to see if the waves of nausea would come and it was just a ploy, but the hunger was still snarling and twisting in his stomach, demanding to be sated immediately. He sighed then dashed to his bedroom door looking at the sun making it's descent in the sky casting it's slightly darker lighting across his room and knew he had some time to eat to his hearts desire.
He ran down the hall quickly, as quick as he could, then dashed down to the right following the same path he'd taken downstairs to the kitchen and he sped up slightly with his arms pumping at his sides and when he reached the dining room he was panting softly, feeling winded but walked to the kitchen grateful no one was there.
He walked to the fridge fast and threw open the door scanning over everything before noticing meatloaf from the previous night, then hamburgers that must have been made yesterday for anyone and he pulled both things out, put them in the oven to warm up setting the timer for three minutes and he felt itchy for the food, so much so that his foot started tapping against the floor softly with his impatience
When the oven finally, finally, made a little ding he yanked both meats out, grabbed a fork and found himself leaning against the counter just scarfing down the meat quickly. It was hot and burned his mouth and throat but it was so good he could ignore it as he shoved forkful after forkful of the meatloaf into his mouth until his fork made a soft little scratching noise and he looked down seeing the meatloaf was completely gone.
He then set to work devouring down he hamburgers quickly like he'd never eaten, especially this morning and at noon, but it was so good, so satisfying he moaned aloud as he shut his eyes while eating and when he reached out for more he opened his eyes to see he'd eaten all the hamburgers that'd been left over and nearly started wailing with the hunger that clawed at him still, faint as it was, but he wanted more.
He never truly liked meat this much to scarf it down, he could eat it yes but it was only occasionally, but now he felt like he would just cut off his arm for more meat when a little perk in his mind made him feel stupid. Marshall! Marshall was a big carnivore, more so than him and it seemed like he ate meat for the both of them so it would make sense for the vampire to have right? He grinned lightly to himself before rushing to the front door where his light sweat shirt rested ad he threw it on the opened the door only to see Marshall standing there with his umbrella blocking out the sunlight making Gumball let out a loud squeak of surprise and made Marshall smirk.
"Well then, that's not the kind of welcome I thought I'd get. But you look a lot better, you're positively glowing Bubba!" Marshall smirked wider as Gumball blushed at his words and reached out to smack the vampire but found his hand being grabbed and he was pressing against Marshall's body and lips skimmed across his cheek making his breath hitch and his heart speed up in his chest. "That's a better welcome, isn't it?"
"You're so touchy." Gumball grumbled but blushed intensely when Marshall smirked widely.
"I am but you love it! Now you're coming to my place, no if's and's or but's about it." Marshall then wrapped his arm around Gumball's waist and picked the prince up frowning softly as he jolted lightly from his little hover surprise coating over his face and Gumball scowled softly. "Sorry, Bubba. You're feeling...lighter."
"I am?" Gumball blinked in genuine surprise, he didn't think he was lighter, in fact he thought he was gaining some weight but at Marshall's frown he had to guess he was lighter.
"You are. I'm making you eat food, any kind, when we get to my place. I don't care if you like it or not, you've been puking your guts out and losing weight, if I were anyone else I'd think you would be purging but you're not the type to do that, but I'm making you eat something." Marshall looked serious, much more serious than Gumball had ever seen him be and he sighed out nodding his soft consent but his stomach snarled loudly for food and he blushed intensely and Marshall laughed. "Well I thin that decides it then, you'll eat something when we get to my place."
"Fine," Gumball sighed out, like it was such a big deal but in fact he was secretly pleased that Marshall was so concerned and a touch nurturing about his eating.
"You know you're starving, don't go all Sour Puss on me," Marshall grinned as he hovered up making Gumball hang on tighter and when they started zooming, rather quickly if Gumball admitted so and it made him a bit queasy, but the speed was comforting in a strange way and, not for the first time, wished secretly that they could stay like this for a long time.