White Roses

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Disclaimer: If I owned Adventure Time this pairing would happen.

Enjoy the story…I hope

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A lone figure walked through a cemetery in the middle of the night with a white rose in one hand and a vintage sword in another. It stopped at two headstones, the first read:

FIONNA

A WIFE

A HEROINE WHO DIED FOR THE GOOD OF THE CANDY KINGDOM

SHE WILL FOREVER BE IN OUR HEARTS

The second on read:

KING GUMBALL
HUSBAND
RESPECTED RULER

The figure stared at the grave with saddened eyes and sat the rose atop of it.

"Hi Gumball, I brought you a white rose, if you remember…" The figure, also known as Marshall Lee, trailed off remembering a sweet memory he always held.

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A young Marshall sat at the very top of a large apple tree that rested in a large green field where most of the candy children played. He was unnoticed and protected by the shade of the tree with a closed black umbrella in his hand just in case the sun peeked through the many leaves of the tree. He watched all of the candy children play with one another wishing he could join but knew they wouldn't let him once they saw he was a vampire. He didn't try to be scary and yet everyone seemed to dislike him just be his appearance. When Marshall turned his head he noticed a pink boy in expensive-looking clothes walking towards the apple tree Marshall occupied in and sat against its trunk. He noticed he was holding a book and a bright red rose in the other. Marshall thought the boy looked familiar and had the urge to talk to the pink boy but knew he couldn't. Suddenly his stomached growled, loudly. He put his hand over his stomach, as if that would help, and hoped the pink boy didn't notice. When he looked down the pink boy was reading his book. He remembered he was sitting in an apple tree, so he looked for an apple that he would enjoy. He saw one he liked and began to lean forward to get it.

"Excuse me." A voice stopped his movements and he looked down to see the pink boy staring up.

"Where you talking to me?" He asked seriously.

"Yes, I was wondering how you got up there."

So he was talking to him.

"Oh, I flew up here."

"How?" He asked while tilting his head cutely reminding Marshall of a cute dog-like creature he had seen once.

He contemplated on telling him the truth. Most ran away when they figured it out with either scared or disgusted faces, so why not this pink boy. He was accustomed to the loneliness and decided to tell him the truth.

"I'm a vampire." He said almost in a whisper, yet the boy still heard him

"Really?"

The boy didn't run, that was new.

"Yes."

"Show me."

"What?"

"Show me how you flew, please."

"O-okay." Marshall stuttered, but stood carefully on the thick branch, opened his umbrella, walked to the edge and took off into the air. He floated back down to the ground a healthy distance between him and the pink boy.

"Wow, you can fly!" He said in amazement and eyes wide staring at Marshall with awe.

"I said I could."

"Oh! Silly me, my name is Gumball." He said while walking towards Marshall shifting his items into one hand and offering his other for Marshall to shake.

He knew he would recoil after he felt the cold hand, but he shook it anyway.

"My name is Marshall, Marshall Lee." He replied shaking his hand while blushing slightly and looking down.

"Are you okay?" He asked getting closer to Marshall's face with his hand still in his.

When Marshall looked up to reply, he saw how close Gumball was and blushed deeper.

"Yes." He squeaked, trying to back away from Gumball.

"Are you…scared of me?"

Scared of him, Marshall almost laughed thinking how backwards this was.

"No, I'm just not used to people this close to me."

"I'm sorry."

It went quiet, Marshall looked around trying to find something to break the awkward silence and his eyes settled upon the red rose Gumball was holding.

"Where did you get the rose?"

"Some candy girl gave it to me and then ran away laughing."

"May I see it?"

Sure." He said, handing over the rose.

Marshall grabbed it from his hand and stared at while leaning toward it, Marshall was still hunger

"What are you doing?"

"I was going to eat it."

Suddenly, the rose as snatched out of his hands and he was being screamed at.

"DON'T EAT IT! DO YOU WANT THORNS DOWN YOUR THROAT?!"

Marshall flinched, he was used to this, but this hurt a bit more. He liked the boy, even if he the boy didn't like him.

"I wasn't going to eat it, but I would take away the red color and it turns white."

The silence was back, but this time Gumball broke it.

"Would you still like it?" He asked handing the rose back to Marshall.

Marshall accepted the offer and carefully put his almost non-existent fangs at the bottom of the flower and drank from it.

"That was so cool"

"Really?"

"Yeah, you're a vampire that doesn't drink blood, so you don't kill people. That's cool."

"Thanks."

"You're welcome."

"PRINCE GUMBALL, YOUR MOTHER IS CALLING YOU IN" A banana guard called.

THAT'S why this boy looked familiar; he was prince of the kingdom.

"I'm coming!" He yelled back. "I have to go Marshall, but maybe I can see you tomorrow?"

Was the prince asking to see him again, maybe he did like Marshall.

"Sure."

"HEY, I have an idea. Do you know where the castle balcony is?"

"I think so."

"You'll find it, but can you fly up tonight and I'll let you in."

"Maybe."

"Please." He begged putting on a pout.

"Okay."

"Thank you."

"PRINCE GUMBALL!" The banana guard shouted indignantly.

"I said I was coming!" He replied then turned to face Marshall. He walked over and gave the vampire a kiss on the cheek and ran away waving his hand and shouting goodbye.

Marshall broke into a smile, an action he hadn't done in a while, and began to fly around happily until it was time to visit Gumball.

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