A/N: Thank you for all the support.

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"Bonni?!" Marceline yells after the running girl. She jumps off the stage and runs after her.

Oh glob. Why is she running? She was crying…

Did she not like it? Maybe I screwed it all up again.

Bonnibel is running through the field and past the courtyard, where the school grounds meet the woodsy area surrounding them. Marceline knows this area well. From the outside, it looks as if there is nothing but woods here. But if a person actually walks through these woods for a bit, they come across a large grassy clearing. There's even a small pond there. At this point, Bonnibel slows down and finally comes to a stop. Marceline stops about ten feet behind her.

"Why are you…" huffs Marceline, "Why'd you run? Did you hate it—"

"I just…" Bonnibel finally says, out of breath. "I wanted to be alone with you." Oh. That makes sense.

"I see… I didn't know anybody else knew about this place."

"A long time ago…I saw you walk through these woods. I followed you here once. You played the most beautiful music here. I watched you from afar." Bonnibel is still turned away from her. "And then last year, we finally met. I did everything I could to get close to you."

That's right. You were always pushy when it came to helping me in chemistry. But the reason I always asked for help was the same reason you offered it.

"I wanted to be close to you, too. At every chance I got." She says. She can see Bonnibel's shoulders shake.

"And we finally did get close. We became best friends. And then, a few days ago, I thought we'd become something more." She turns around, tears streaming down her face. In a flash, she throws herself into Marceline's arms. She clings onto the other girl, shaking and whimpering.

"I was…so happy. So happy, Marceline. For just that moment."

"Bonni, listen. I always wanted to do that. I was happy too! But I approached the whole thing the wrong way. I should've waited. I was so stupid. I'm so sor—"

"No! No, you're wrong. You shouldn't have to be the one who's sorry. It's me. I didn't listen to you." She buries her face into Marceline's neck. "I just assumed you were joking. I assumed it was a joke to you. I didn't take your feelings into consideration. I didn't even think that your feelings were genuine." She sniffs. "I thought so little of you. We've been through so much together. How could I have thought that? How could I have said all those horrible things to you? Oh Marcy…"

"Shhh. It's okay, Bonni. Shhh. I've got you now. It's okay." Marceline holds her close for a little while, letting the other girl cry for a bit. She feels tears of her own springing up, but she holds them back. She needs to be strong for Bonnibel. She plants a few kisses on the top of her head, breathing in the scent of strawberries from her hair.

After Bonnibel calms down a bit, Marceline let's go of her for a second, and then scoops her up in her arms. The pink haired girl lets out a little yelp, but holds onto Marceline's neck as she walks over to a tree and leans down against it. She sits down, with Bonnibel on her lap.

"I…had a dream like this." Bonni says, smiling.

"Just like this?"

"Almost. We were here, though. In this place. I'm sure of it." Marceline brushes a few loose strands from the other girl's face and proceeds to stroke her hair with one hand. "You did something like that too!" Bonnibel giggles.

"Oh? What else did dream Marceline do?" She asks, slyly. "Something like…this?"

Bonnibel blushes as Marceline places her index finger and thumb on her chin. She tilts her face upwards, causing Bonnibel to close her eyes. She plants two kisses on the girls' cheeks. Marceline then rests her forehead against Bonnibel's for a moment before slowly pressing her lips against the other girl's. The kiss is soft and gentle this time, like evening rain. It lasts a few seconds.

Bonnibel can feel Marceline's gentle, cool breath against her lips when they finally part. She moves in for another, her heart drumming in her chest. This one lasts longer.

After they part from their third kiss, Bonnibel finally says, "Yes. Something like that." She then turns over in Marceline's lap, pushing the dark-haired girl down to the ground by the shoulders, against the grass. "But there was something more." She says, smiling at the shocked look on Marceline's face. She pins the other girl's wrists down, and leans down to her face. She kisses her gently at first, but then opens her mouth to let her tongue slide into the other girl's mouth. Marceline feels electricity run through her as she gives into Bonnibel's sudden aggression. They passionately kiss until they run out of breath.

"Geez Bonni," Marceline pants, looking to the side to her pinned-down wrists, "Didn't know you had that in you."

"Me neither," Bonnibel says, grinning. After a moment, she adds, "I learned it from the very best." She leans down for another.

Meanwhile….

"I wonder how Marceline and Bubblegum are doing?" Finn wonders out loud while shooting a basketball into the inflatable hoop.

"Don't worry about it, Finn." Fionna says behind her brother in line. "I bet they're making up as we speak."

"Making up? More like making out! Aw yeahh." Marshall says, high-fiving a very enthusiastic, nodding Jake. Finn and Fionna look at him, their faces flushed and inquisitive.

Gumball, standing right behind him, smacks him hard behind the head. "Don't be so distasteful!" Lady is not too far away, and so she proceeds to yell at Jake in Korean while he frantically apologizes.

"Ow, ow, oww. Geez. For a guy named 'Bubba Gumball,' you sure hit hard." Marshall says, turning around and holding the back of his head. "More like 'Bubba Jawbreaker'.

"There's more where that came from, if you'd rather have your jaw broken."

"Yeah, uh, no thanks. And, and besides," he says, his face reddening, "Kissing isn't distasteful." Gumball looks away, blushing as well.

When she finally pulls away for the second time, Bonnibel opens her eyes to meet her lovers'. Instead, she sees the other girl's face scrunched up and facing to the side. Marceline twitches, sneezing hard into the air. She gently gets out of Bonnibel's grasp to wipe her nose.

"Oh ew. Geez, sorry Bon. Looks like someone's talking about me—"

"Marceline! Sneezing is merely caused by nasal particles irritating the nasal mucosa. It has nothing to do with any kinds of supersti—" Bonnibel gets cut off by a hard sneeze of her own, which Marceline's face relieves a full blast of. She starts wiping away at her face in disgust.

"Ohhh gross, Bonni. You're lucky I'm in love with you or else—" She stops. Heat rises to her cheeks. Did I just…confess that? Bonnibel stares at her in awe, blushing as well. She wraps her arms around Marceline's waist and lies down on top of her, her head resting on the other girl's chest.

"Marcy? Did you really mean that?" She finally asks. It almost comes out as a whisper.

"Y-yeah. I meant it. I really feel that way."

"I love you, too." Bonnibel says. Marceline can feel her heart drum in her chest at these words. She places her hands on the other girl's back. She looks off into the clear, blue sky. A lone cloud drifts by.

"Wow. I'm beginning to wonder if this is a dream after all."

"It's not. Do you know why?"

"Why?"

"Because it's better than a dream." Bonnibel can hear the drumming get louder. "Marcy, your heartbeat is going so fast."

"It's because I'm so happy."

"Me too."

They lay like that for a while. Five minutes grew into ten. A cool breeze blew by, rustling leaves along the way. Bonnibel could feel Marceline's heartbeat grow calmer. Now that they were quiet, they could hear birds singing happily. The scent of jasmine was in the air.

"Bonni? We should really get going." Marceline finally says, breaking the silence.

"You're right." Bonnibel says, proceeding to lift herself off of the other girl. They both get up, dusting the grass off of Marceline's back and hair. When she's all clean, they hold hands and proceed to return to the soccer field.

"Marceline?" Bonni says as they're walking and the field is in view. "Are we going to tell everyone?"

"Oh. Right. Everyone else. I guess we should. Though it's like, I feel like they already know."

"Me too. But I'd feel better if we…make it official."

"Gotcha. Well don't you worry! We'll tell them together." Marceline says confidently.

It's not hard for the girls to find their friends. Finn and Jake are in a strange red and blue suit, stuck to the Velcro wall, whooping and laughing. Because they're so high up, the two boys are the first to spot them.

"Hey! Bubblegum! Marcy! You guys are back!" Finn yells out. The group collectively turns out to face the direction in which Finn is yelling. By the time the girls reach the group, Finn and Jake are finally back on the ground.

"You two are just in time for the BBQ!" Jake says.

"Yeah! We should go eat!" Finn agrees, as does the rest of the group.

After getting food, they all settle down around a large picnic blanket that Cake brought. Bubba brings in plates of baked goods that hadn't gotten sold and were no longer warm. Finn, Marshall Lee, and Jake pile their plates with so many hotdogs and hamburgers that the rest of the group begins to wonder if they're going to have some sort of contest. Marceline's plate mostly consists of fries smothered by a ridiculous amount of ketchup. Not realizing how hungry she was, she begins to scarf them down. Bonnibel rolls her eyes at the girl.

"You're going to choke on those."

"Showwy. I'm sho," she swallows, "hungry."

"I know, I know. But look at you." She says, picking up a napkin. She wipes it on Marceline's ketchup-stained mouth. "My little vampire." She giggles.

Everyone else sitting on the blanket freezes. Finn gives his corn on the cob one loud chomp. This signals for the rest of the group to go back to eating and chatting as they were.

When it looks like the group is almost finished eating, Fionna finally decides to ask the pair of girls.

"So…we're all gonna guess that you guys already made out?" She says with a nervous laugh. Marceline, who's drinking cherry-flavored mountain dew, proceeds to expel said drink through her nose while coughing. Fionna blushes deeply after realizing what she just said.

"No! Wait. I meant made up, not the other thing. Ugh," She slaps her hand to her forehead. "This is Marshall's fault."

"What?! …Actually, you know what?" The boy says, throwing his hands into the air. "I'll accept it. Everything's my fault!" He crosses his arms and then grumbles something like, "Even global warming."

"Calm down, Marsh. It's all right." Marceline says after snapping out of her coughing fit and cleaning herself up as much as possible. "Yes. We totally made up." She says, smiling at Bonnibel.

"As for the other thing," the pink haired girl says, "We also have something to tell everyone." She scoots closer to Marceline, who's starting to look a little uncomfortable. Yeah, that's me. I can talk the talk but when it comes to walking the walk…

"Uh, right. You see…me and Bonni, we're uhh…" She looks to her lover for support. Bonnibel leans closer to her. She looks into the faces of her friends, who're waiting for Marceline to go on. She looks back at Marceline and grins slyly before crushing her lips into those of the black-haired girl. It's a quick kiss that's over before they both know it. They look back at their friends.

"We're like that!" Bonnibel announces to them.

No one is shocked by that information, just by Bubblegum's willingness to participate in public displays of affection. After the moments of initial shock, the group begins to break out into smiles, laughter, and congratulatory comments. Marshall gives his sister a wide grin and a big thumbs-up. Gumball and Lady proceed to threaten Marceline's life in case she ever makes Bonnibel cry again.

Marceline takes Bonnibel by the hand and looks into the other girl's eyes, swearing that she will never be the one to cause those eyes to fill with tears ever again.

-Somewhat of an Epilogue-

Flame Princess looks from Bubblegum to Marceline. She always found that although she couldn't help but be jealous of the pink-haired girl, she also looked up to her. The girl was beautiful, incredibly smart, and now, as Flame Princess just recently witnessed, aggressive when it came to getting what she wanted. Well. This worked for them; maybe it'll work for me.

"Hey, Finn?" She says rather loudly, looking at the blonde boy. Some of the members of their friend group also look over, wondering what Flame Princess has to say.

"Yeah, FP?"

She takes this chance to grab the boy by the collar and push his lips on to hers. Finn's arms flail about until they finally come to settle down on the girl's shoulders. Jake starts clapping, which escalates quickly until everyone there cheers. When the two finally part, they blush and look away from each other.

Meanwhile, Marshall Lee looks from Bubblegum and Marceline to Finn and Flame Princess. Wow. That method really works! I wonder if…

"Hey Gumball?" He says rather intimately.

"What, Marshall?"

The paler boy closes his eyes and begins to lean in. Instead of a kiss, he receives a full-on punch to the nose and mouth.

"Never! Y-you predator. Gumball says, blushing and crossing his arms.

As he holds his nose in pain and Fionna fusses over whether it's bleeding or not, Marshall can swear that he heard the blushing pink-haired boy whisper something like, "At least…not right now."

A/N: Anddd here it is. The conclusion! I hope it was the kind of conclusion you guys wanted. The epilogue thing is thrown in there for fun! Tsundere Gumball, heh.

Anyway, I'd like to thank all my readers for supporting me. I'll think about writing further, maybe snippets from this universe or a brand new story. I start school in a few days, so I won't have as much time. But I'll try! So look out for that.