A/N: I"M SO SORRY I DIDNT UPDATE WEDNESDAY OMG IM MAKING AN ICE QUEEN DRESS FOR ACEN AND IT EATS MY LIFE! seriously its gigantic and so much stupid you cant even comprehend. I WILL NOT MISS AN UPDATE AGAIN I PROMISE OMG
Marshall floated after the girl as she angrily walked away from the party.
"Hey! Come on... Where you goin?" He caught up and fell into her pace with her, trying to make eye contact; she just glared ahead. "What's the deal? You're missing the party! Fionna, lighten up!" She finally graced him with her gaze, though it was an infuriated one.
"Look, I don't care if you're being a jerk to me, but nobody messes with Cake." He floated around to the other side of her and two pairs eyes followed him.
"Oh, really? Well what if I just take her right now? " He said with a hint of mischief in his voice.
"What?" Fionna questioned and he snatched the shape shifting feline right out of her arms.
"Unexpected!" He flew out of her reach, cackling.
"MARSHALL!" Fionna was even more angry now, and Marshall was laughing it up. He flew through the sky and Fionna followed after on foot. He landed on a mausoleum in an old rundown grave yard, still laughing and holding Cake. Fionna entered the hallowed ground soon after.
"Cake!" she cried to her beloved sister. Marshall shifted the cat to under his arm, holding the other out to the side in a wide gesture.
"You want your Cake back? Come and get her!" He thrust his open palm to the sky as lightning flashed and his newly lengthened fangs glinted in the brief, blinding bolt of light.
Skeletal limbs began to push up out of the soil around the young adventurer. She gasped and looked around, not quite believing that Marshall Lee, her best bud in the entire galaxy, would do something like this to her. One Skeleton was up on the mausoleum with Marshall and Cake and, for a second, it looked as if it was going to attack... until it stared beat boxing.
Marshall looked up, his eyes an eerie black with an unsettling slit of red splitting them down the middle, his fangs still so large she didn't even know how he could fit them in his mouth.
"Did you think I was lying?
I said I'm evil, without even trying!"
Fionna begins fighting the risen skeletons; taking out a few then hopping up on the tombstones and jumping past the first wave.
"already dead, so I'm not scared of dying
Drinking the red from your heart in one sitting"
She was assaulted by a second wave of animated bones. She takes the first attacker out with two well-placed punches, the second one gets a one way ticket to knee-in-your-face city and she takes the sword from the scabbard on the dead things back.
"You think you've got me pegged, you must be kidding.
I raise the dead up, and they do my bidding."
The dead things surround her as she tugs the rusty sword from its brittle sheath. There are only four of them. Too easy.
"Girl I'm a thousand years old, I'm a riddle
Bad little boy, yes I'm bad, but not little."
Marshall stares, with a wicked grin, at the cat in his arms.
"uh-uh boy, what are you thinkin?" Cake said, a little nervous. When he began to cackle at her she grew larger and began to struggle against his hold. Marshall was forced to shift as well, and as they wrestled each other, Fionna fought.
She swung her borrowed sword, beheading the things quickly and ran to help Cake.
"Fionna!" the girl sheathed her sword in the ribcage of an oncoming corpse without breaking stride and calls back to her beloved mentor.
"Cake!" The cat stretched out to her,
"Grab onto my little paws!" Fionna did. She and Cake struggled to break the vampire's grip on the cat. Instead they pulled him down off the mausoleum and his chest now impaled on one of the many spears jutting up out of the ground. He let go of Cake and made this terrible shrieking noise as he shrank back to his normal form.
"Marshall?" He sucked a breath in through his teeth,
"This is bad guys... This is really bad." he held his chest gently and lays there on the roof, eyes clenched in pain as he attempts to breath with an impaled lung.
"Marshall!" the sun peaked over the horizon and his skin began to boil. Unfortunately, it's all he could do to turn his head away. Cake takes mercy on the boy and stretches herself to create some shade. Fionna knelt next to her injured friend.
"Come on, you gotta be ok!" she said a little desperately. He let out a light chuckle.
"I think this is it for me Fionna, so why don't you just admit it? You're in love with me." The girl gasped at this unexpected request. Why would he say that? Why now, when he's dying and the only consequence could be messing her up for ever? She looked down at the building she was sitting on, hands in her lap, hair in her face, and tears welling in her eyes.
"I get that you flirt with me all the time and it's funny and whatever... but you're doing that now!" She bunches the fabric of her hat in her shaky fingers. She looks up and some of the tears have begun to leak out. "What are you trying to do to my head?!" He looks up at her startled, not having expected this sort of response. "You think I've got some little crush on you? Well for however long we've got left, for once will you just drop it you freak!?" she yelled the last part as Marshall Lee sat up, a panicked expression on his face.
He quickly pulled the stake from his chest and threw it aside.
"Faking it! Faking it! Okay? My shirt is, like, filled with cream puffs." He opens up his shirt to reveal a bunch of crushed up pastries. Cake sighs with relief.
"Oh goodness!"
"Glob Fionna, You're like the realest person I ever met." He said, and he was sort of emotionally exhausted for her. He pushed his bangs aside and stared at her. She looked relieved for all of two seconds, then she quickly wound up and socked him in the face.
"Ow, my cheek meat!" that was going to leave a bruise. She was laughing and crying with her mitts up advancing slowly towards the prankster vampire.
"Quit clownin', Fionna." she just kept walking towards him as he scooted back words. "Fi-Fionna?" She pulled back to punch again. "FIONNA!"
SMACK! She hit him. And then she hit him again. And then some more. Her hysterical laughter was sort of frightening. If it were easy to make him bleed he probably would have been covered in blood head to toe, but the girl made due with bruises. When she felt he'd had enough of a beating she fell upon him and clung tightly to him. Then she smacked him again. Hard. Across the face. Then it was back to hugging and crying into his shirt. He wrapped his arms around her and rested his chin on her head.
"Too far?"
"You think? Dummy," She pulled away to glare at him in the eye. He winced. "If you EVER do something like this again you will wish you actually HAD gotten a stake to the heart and died!" she said fiercely, her eyes (red from crying) only added to the effect. He only nodded in reply, glad she didn't seem to want to hit him again. After a few minutes of somewhat-tense silence Marshall opened his mouth.
"Can we go somewhere away from the sun now? I don't want to actually die."
Fionna couldn't help but burst into laughter and Cake toted them back to the treefort.