Fiolee Forever Love, Always Together Chap.2

                                                      8/15/12

            "MARSHALL COME ON, GOOD GLOB HOW LONG DOES IT TAKE TO FIND A RED AXE BASE? IT STICKS OUT LIKE A SORE THUMB!" Fionna was getting to the point of leaving Marshall behind to pick the strawberries herself. "BUT FIONNA! I NEED MY BASE, IT'S MY GOOD LUCK CHARM!" Marshall began to float to the door, with a big pout on his lips, Fionna thought it was adorable and annoying at the same time.

"Marshy there is no such thing as luck." Fionna Proclaimed. As she turned around and twisted the doorknob Marshall spoke up. "But I found you didn't I? And I'm with you aren't I? How is that not called luck?" Fionna found herself unable to argue with his statement, only because she felt the same way about him. "Okay Marshy, you got me there." Marshall blushed, he turned around and said, "Yeah I am right, aren't I?" In Fionna's book, cockiness is totes non-attractive.

            "Fi?" Marshall questioned, "Do you… You know, get upset that I can't be in the sun with you?" Fionna stopped in her tracks, and turned back to Marshall. "No Marshy, not at all, why would you even bother asking me that?" Looking to the moon, trying to evade Fionna's beauty in the moonlight, but failing miserably, Marshall replied. "Well I mean, the only time that I don't have to use an umbrella, is at night… And well, since you've been spending so much time at my house, you've barely been in the sun, and you're skin has gotten paler, N-NOT THAT I MIND THAT, I-IT'S JUST THAT-" "MARSHALL JUST SHUT UP AND KISS ME DAMNIT!!!"

As soon as Marshall heard that, he was at Fionna's side in the blink of an eye.

Fionna with a giant blush on her face stared at Marshall's moon-lit eyes, and immediately got lost in them like pools of melting, milk chocolate. "Fionna….Fionna….." Marshall leaned in a bit with his eyes full of lust. "Ma-Marshall-" She was cut off, by the lips of her Vampire King, but she was glad, because she couldn't say anything but his name, or even think, the moment he kissed her, she lost all train of thought. But all peace disappeared