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"W-what do you mean your more nervous than me, thats n-not possible. I just spilled my guts to Cake about you and little do I know . . . TA-DA! Marshall is out the window listing to EVERY single word I just said," said Fionna blushing so hard her face looked like a giant tomato.

"You talk to much," said Marshall. He floated down until his feet touched the floor ans he was standing right in front of her.

"Oh yeah! What are you gonna do about it Mr. Snoopy Pants," said Fionna in a taunting tone. It all happened faster than she wish it would have. As soon s Fionna closed her mouth grey lips met her pink ones. She felt an explosion of emotions inside of her, happy, scared, confused, excited, surprised, and many others. She didn't want to show weakness but she couldn't help it. Her eyelids slowly sank over her blue orbs. It felt like minutes, but their lips only touched for seconds. Fionna felt the air come between them again, the kiss had been broken by Marshall. She opened her eyes hoping to see Marshall Smiling that she had kissed back and not angry. But instead of mad Marshall or happy it was worse. No Marshall at all. She looked around the room, all it held was an angry and confused looking Cake and a surprised and sad faced Fionna.

"There," Cake said breaking the silence, "thats why I hate that boy he messes with your head, you can't trust he'll turn you lonney. Geez I mean -"

"Shut it Cake I don't want to hear your opion on Marshall right now just . . . just go to bed. That's what will make me happy, sleep."

"Alright hun-bun, goodnight," said Cake climbing into her bed, rolling into a ball, and faling asleep. Fionna curled up under her covers to and tried to fall asleep as well.

That night Fionna got no sleep the only thing on her mind was Marshall and why had had kissed her. Was he saying goodbye, was he leaving? Was he kissing her so she would stay away? He had sent her head spinning.

The next morning Fionna flopped out of bed and throught on her clothes, she almost fell walking down the stairs. When she flung herself onto the stool she put her backpack and sword on the table beside of her.

"How did you sleep honey?"

"Uuuggg."

"That's good, so what are you doing today?"

"hoin oo ee marrall."

"What?"

"hoing too ee marsall."

"Your Hoing the royal garden? Since when do you do gardening and espically for Gumball."

"I'M GOING TO SEE MARSHALL," Fionna sreamed tired of repeating herself.

"In that condtion, I don't think so."

"What do you mean, I'm fine."

"You know your closet is full of cute and HAWT outfits, yet you always choose to wear that one," said the cat gesturing towards her normal outfit.

"Well, what would you wear if you were going to talk to a boy you really REALLY like?"

"Well . . ."

An hour later Cake was waiting in the living room for Fionna to come out of her bedroom.

"Come on you look so totally HAWT. If I was Marshall there is no way I could say no to you."

"You really think so," said Fionna slowly walking out. Fionna was wearing pink dress with a black waist belt. Every piece of material poofed out after the belt, stopping at her knees. Se had black flats with no socks, each shoe had a pink rose on the toe. Her hair was not stuffed into a bunny hat, but in a bun with lose curled pieces surronding her face. She had a pink head band with a black rose on it. She looked beautiful.

"I don't think, I know," Cake said satisfied. Then there was a knock on the door. Cake went to open it, surprised to seethe Candy Prince waltz through the open door.

"Hello Cake, and Hello Fion . . . Fionna," he said staring at the preped up adventuress.

"Oh, hi Gumball it's nice to see you again but I have to go," she said grabbing the sword the Prince had given her making it small and stuffing it into the pink purse that matched the dress.

"W-where are you going dressed like that?"

"Marshall Lee house."

"That vampire! What are you doing with HIM dressed like THAT."

"Well, I'm hoping he'll ask me on a date."

"Oh, well, good luck then. I'll be going."

"Alright, bye Gumball. Bye Cake."

"Ohhhhhh, Good luck girl," Cake said as Fionna ran past Gumball and out the door to Marshall's house. ***

*A/N: Heeeyyyyyyy everyone. As a peace offering for the last ciffhanger I present to you . . . The Next Chapter. Oh and before I forget I give GREAT thanks to :

It's Our Time

For giving me the idea of Marshall dissapering after he kisses Fionna. All credit to them. Check out there stories to, but don't forget about mine. I love you guy, your why I write. Byyyyeeeeee, see you in the next chapter.*