Disclaimer: Oops, forgot my disclaimer. I do not own Adventure time. I do want green eggs and ham, I do not want them same I am. Actually, I don't own that either.

You invited me over, and it was one of the rare times I actually came. Peppermint butler showed me to where you were- right behind the castle in the candy garden. I shaded my eyes with my gloved hand, and even though I was wearing my biggest hat, I could still feel the friggen sun burning into me.

You were wearing a pink dress, as usual, with a large purple bow in your hair. I stood there just licking my lips and wishing I could suck the red out of you.

But then you would be as gray as me, and what fun would that be?

"Hello Marceline, why don't you join me?" You asked, your regal politeness finally acknowledging me.

I smile and sit down next to you just because you look so damn cute in the dress, and because the way you would smell each budding bubblegum flower made me want to sing. I sighed happily and reached for a vivid red bloom, but you reached for it at the same time. My hand just barely brushed against yours, just enough to feel your warmth. And even though your small flower basket is missing a red flower, you give it to me. It was an offering that made my eyebrows lift and my lips smile.

I suck the red out of it slowly, almost teasing you with what my fangs could do. And silly, innocent, red-hued you could only blush and look away. After a few seconds your face turned back to mine, dark eyes searching deep for something. I could feel a tiny prickle of annoyance rise up as you continued looking straight at me.

"Having fun staring, Bonnibell?" I asked, a little more harshly than I wanted

And that's when you made the cutest little sound, a squeak of surprise, and my heart melted. And instead of chastising me for being rude, you just offered me another red bloom. We spent hours like that, just speaking little tidbits. But it wasn't the little chatter that made me love you. It was the fact that you gave me a chance to be myself. You didn't flinch when my voice would rise with anger at a memory, or when I would whisper so quietly about the pains of being immortal.

You understood me.

Finally when dusk fell I took off my hat, and laid my head on your lap. You didn't even move away from my rare caress. You smoothed the bangs away from my eyes when I started to get teary about how , even after 1,000 years, my father still didn't understand me. Your hand moved softly against my cheek while I floated up ever so slightly, then you leaned down and forgot all about your royal duties and appearances hoopla, and kissed me. Believe me, it surprised the mothballs outta me

And I haven't been the same ever since.

Happy one year anniversary, Bonnie.

Love, Marceline.

A/N:

In my brain this little tidbit takes place sometime after the "What was missing" episode. First fanfic, so review hard review nice, be whatever you need to be in order to let me be a better writter :). You are the cast, and I am just a tiny piece of clay. And together we can make the world a better place.