Fan Fiction~ FioLee

Fan Fiction~ Marshall Lee x Fionna                             chapter one

      Cake hummed to herself as she cooked vegetable stew in the blood red candle light. Fionna came bounding down stairs when she smelled the sweet goodness.
      “Fionna? Could you go to Wild Berry Prince’s castle and get some meat?”
      “Sure, Cakes.” And then she picked up her retractable crystal sword and headed out to Wild Berry.
          The faster I get the meats, the faster I get to eat, Fionna thought.
     “Good Little Girl.” Someone sang. Fionna stopped running and heaved. She looked up and saw Marshall Lee simply hanging above her.
     “Bad Little Boy.” Fionna sang back. Marshall giggled and strummed some random major cords. “What do you want?” She tried to sound stern and angry, but a small smile blew her cover.
    “Where have you been all my life? You are the nicest person I know.” He said sarcastically.
    “I don’t have time for you. I need to get some meat for Cake.” She looked away defiantly at Wild Berry’s castle.  
    “Well you have come to the right guy. I know a short cut, c’mon.” Fionna opened her mouth to protest but before she could say anything, she was thrown onto Marshall’s back and was flying through the pink tinted clouds of Ooo.
      “Where are you taking me?” Fionna asked as they passed Wild Berry’s castle. “We just passed-” Her words were cut off as they landed on a pink cloud littered with a pick-nick basket and blanket. Fionna sighed. “Marshall, I have to hurry. I am really hungry.”
          “Well then I guess it was a good idea that I brought-” He paused and opened the pick-nick basket and brought out a large, hot plate of, “Spaghetti.”
         Fionna hesitated at his last words. She loved spaghetti. And it was right there. Plus, she was so hungry. “Mar-” She started. She could feel him breathing on her neck. He slid his hands on the sides of her skirt.
    “Fionna?” He asked.
    She looked up at him, her temptation growing stronger. “Y-yes M-marshall?”
    “This time, I’m not joking.” He touched her cheek and brushed her blond bangs away from her face.
        She turned away from him at the last second. “Marshall, I can’t.”
   “Why not?” Marshall‘s voice was filled with panic. “Don’t you like me?”
   “Of course, j-just not, I don’t know.” Her eyes stung.
       “Fionna, I’m so sorry-” Before he could finish his statement, she turned around and kissed him.

      The stew was cold now and didn’t look very appetizing to Cake. Fionna walked in silently with Marshall Lee closely behind; his hands holding her waist. Fionna searched the room warily but Cake was nowhere to be found. She smiled and turned around. His nose touched her forehead. Her lips were at his chin. They stood in silence; lips both wavering in front of each other. He kissed her between her thin eyebrows.
   “I’m sorry,” She said looking up into his eyes. “but you must leave now.”
   He showed his teeth and led her into the next room. His hands moved to the back of her shirt. He layed her head slowly onto the couch. Her eyes were closed and lips waiting for him to kiss. His cold breathes touched her lips twice and then was gone. She opened her eyes. And Marshall Lee was gone as well.