A/N - Yay another chapter! This will be the last once. Se enjoy.

I couldn't believe she just left me there. At least everyone turned back to their dates. Standing there awkwardly didn't seem productive, but I didn't really feel like cutting my way through crowd to get back where I was before Marceline crashed into my party.

"How about a kiss, princess?"

I turned and came face to face with Ice King, his lips all puckered up. I noticed they were all chapped yet slimy. I shuddered and with frustration cried, "Seriously?"

A few guests looked at me startled, including the Ice King, as I took off into the deeper recesses of the castle. I really just turned towards the nearest hallway and tore down it. I had too much excitement for one night. The party would go on without me.

As I walked, I could hear the sounds of the party fading behind me. I wasn't exactly sure where I was. Of course it was my castle, but I was venturing into a part that I had rarely gone into for it was the old servant quarters which had long since been moved to another wing of the castle.

I passed the place where I once had my lab before becoming the princess. I entered the room, looking at the dusty beakers and burners. I had left them there when I could get much bettered equipment. Nostalgia rushed at me as I walked around the tiny room.

Suddenly, behind me, the door slammed shut. I spun and pulled on the doorknob but it was stuck. Then this terrible screeching filled the air. I ducked to the ground as something detached itself from the ceiling and flew right at me.

So much for having an eventful evening. I mean, after that kiss with Marceline of course.

Wait... The vampire!

As the things dove at me again, I didn't duck.

The shape collided with me, and we went down. As we tumbled across the floor, the large distorted figure crouching on my chest became a more recognizable visage. "How'd you know, Bonnie?"

I rolled my ears and brushed her dark hair out of my face.

"You're predictable."

"Really?" She said with a wicked glint in her eyes.

"Yes." I told her, shoving her off me. I rose and went to the door. I tried the knob. "Marceline, let me out."

"It's a push." The vampire deadpanned before laughing. "I guess I did freak you out a little bit, though."

I felt her arms snake around my waist. "No," I said quickly.

"Or maybe you wanted me to catch you." She whispered in my ear. A shiver ran up my spine and a blush bloomed on my cheeks, despite being hardly noticeable.

"Okay... You freaked me out."

"Oh...Bonnibel...you are such a tease." Marceline hissed, pulling my hair off my neck. The air was cool on my skin and I felt goose bumps rise on my skin.

"Get off me," I snapped, trying to shrug the vampire off but I'll admit I did it halfheartedly. For someone cold as ice, I felt oddly comfortable in her arms. "Marceline..."

My voice caught in my throat as two sharp fangs scraped against my neck. She didn't bite down. Instead I felt two soft lips press against the same spot, and a moment later a tongue flicked against my skin. Air hissed between my clenched teeth as she pressed kisses all along my throat until she alighted a soft kiss to my collarbone.

"This is a beautiful dress, Bonnie." The vampire told me, running a stray hand down the side and over my hip.

"Yeah...I'll have to remember to thank whoever picked it out for me." I managed to choke out as her lips sucked gently at my neck. I wondered if I could get a hicky. That turtleneck dress would come in handy then.

"I'm predictable, huh? I bet that you didn't predict that I was the one who put that dress there for you." Marceline mumbled into my neck, her breath ghosting over my skin and making me tingle some more.

"Why?"

"Because I wanted to see you in something other than a lab coat or that usual pink monstrosity that you normally wear." She said, matter-of-factly.

I spun on her. "Monstrosity? I'll have you know that my dresses are made by the royal tailor, the best tailor in the land-."

"Bonnie...your inner priss is showing." She told me. The punk chick was telling me that my clothes were bad? All her clothes looked as if they had gone through a shredder.

"Well, you inner bi-."

Her lips covered mine swiftly, causing the words to die in my throat. In their place came a throaty and rather embarrassing moan. She licked my lip slowly before pulling back, and smiled, "Watch your tongue there, princess. I don't want to be the one who turned sweet little Bonnibel sour."

"Like I care," I pulled her roughly against me and we tumbled to the floor. I heard Marceline make a noise of approval as her fingers found her hair. I would have tangled my hands in her hair but the thick locks captured me, wrapping around my wrists and torso. I couldn't tell if Marceline commanded her dark tresses or if they, too, were caught up in the moment.

"Princess Bubblegum?" A voice said from nearby. Marceline and I pulled apart. "Are you in there? It's me, Finn."

We stayed absolutely still a moment as his footsteps drew closer. I tried to scoot off the vampire but she held me tightly. As Finn's shadow came into view around one of the tables, Marceline pulled me into another long, heated kiss.

"Shmowzow! Sorry, princess. I was just coming to tell you that we rounded up all the Why-wolves. They won't bother you again." Finn said, rubbing his neck as we broke apart. "At least I don't have to feel bad about not coming with you tonight."

With that he left, but once he was in the hall we heard him telling Jake loudly what he saw. Marceline laughed against my neck.

"Marceline," I said into the darkness. "Could you remove your hand from my behind?"

"Make me," She hissed playfully.

So much for a quiet evening.

A/N - Hope you enjoyed. Review please.