Hellooooooo dear readers! How y'all doin' tonight? Or today, depending on where you are. I wasn't going to post this final part up until Christmas but I want you guys to be able to read it before the big day :) Be honest, how many of you are gonna wait up for Santa? I know I am! Anyways! Let's get to the story!

Disclaimer: I do not own AT, rights remain with the owners.

Part Three

Santa Baby

The long awaited night had come.

Was Marshall happy? No, not really.

Marshall sat in his living room, staring off into space. "Christmas Eve, huh?" He grumbled and leaned his head back against his couch and looked up at the ceiling. What in Aaa was he supposed to do? Go to Gumball's party? He really didn't want to. But, had Fionna gone? If she did go then he could-

Marshall shook his head. She'd be busy with Gumball and wouldn't even notice he was there. Then again, he could go steal her away from Gumball and hang out with her. She'd probably end up mad at him again though. She'd probably hit him. But that might not happen as long as he was good.

"Ugh! I'm not good!" Marshall yelled and grabbed a pillow from his couch and put it over his face. "I'm a bad guy." He grumbled into the pillow before pulling it away from his face and resting it in his lap. He sighed lightly before a knock came to his door. He wouldn't lie, he got excited. Was it Fionna?

Marshall floated over to his door and opened it quickly. He scowled slightly when he spotted Ice Queen standing on his porch. He sighed lightly. "Nowhere to go this Christmas Eve?" He asked and floated to the side, letting his old companion, not that she knew that, inside.

"No!" The blue skinned, white haired woman exclaimed as she walked in. "Gumball wouldn't invite me to his party and I don't want to stay home." She huffed and looked at Marshall Lee. "You don't have anywhere to be?" She asked, tilting her head.

Marshall sighed and floated over to his couch again, flopping down on it. "No…yes…" He sighed heavily and put his head in his hands. "I don't know." He said before leaning back against his couch again.

Ice Queen blinked before going over and sitting next to him. "I see." She mumbled and Marshall looked at her.

"Do you?" He asked her.

"No, not really." Ice Queen shrugged. "Cake and Fionna won't hang out with me either." She continued, her rant slowly picking up speed on how she was all alone. Marshall tuned most of it out and just stared into space, his mind picking up speed with the Ice Queen.

"How do you know when someone is special to you?" He said without thinking about it.

"Huh?" Ice Queen said in a very unladylike way.

Marshall frowned and looked at her. "How can you tell…" He asked lightly, genuinely.

Ice Queen arched a white eye brow. "Ughh…" She said lamely. "When you want to be around them a lot I guess." She said and rubbed the back of her head. "Why? Don't tell me. I'm someone special to you!" She gasped and Marshall scowled deeper. "Marshall I like you too!" Ice Queen said and leaned towards him.

"Woo! No!" Marshall snapped and floated away from her quickly. "I Like you too Ice Queen, but not like that you crazy old bat!" He said and crossed his arms.

"Oh." Ice Queen muttered and sat back against the couch. "Then who do you like Marshall? Who's special to you?"

Marshall frowned deeply at her question. Who was special to him? One face and one name passed through his mind and Marshall blushed slightly. That's right, she was special to him. Why was he even sitting at home when he could be with her? "Sorry Ice Queen, I got somewhere I gotta be. Don't look through any of my stuff!" He said and flew out of his house. He could hear Ice Queen shout a few things but didn't pay attention to them as he flew faster than he ever had. He'd go to the party first, see if she had gone.

Marshall reached the candy palace in a matter of minutes. He barged in and frowned at all the faces of several candy people. Many of them gave him strange looks but one pink goodie goodie gave him a mix of a confused look and the stink eye. Gumball walked over to the panting vampire. "What do you want Marshall?" Gumball asked, curious.

"Is she here?" Marshall rushed out, making Gumball more confused.

"Is who he-"

"Fionna!" Marshall snapped and growled at the prince. "Is Fionna here?" He rushed out again.

Gumball scowled slightly and shook her head. "She sent BMO here who said she just wanted to stay home tonight. Why? What do you need with Fionna?" Gumball asked and watched as Marshall's shoulders sagged.

Marshall instantly straightened again. "I need to see her." He said, giving Gumball a totally serious look. "I need to tell her that…that I love her." He gripped his hands into fists before turning to bolt out of the palace when he spotted something he could use. "I need to borrow something." The vampire king said and looked at Prince Gumball, whose mouth was hanging open.

Fire cracked in the fire place, lighting up the dark room with a soft glow. Fionna sat on the floor in front of the fire, a blanket wrapped around her as she watched the fire crack and pop. Her hair was tied up in a ponytail, the long gold strands still reaching the floor even with it up. Fionna sighed softly as she pulled the blanket closer around her. In the end, she decided she didn't want to go to the party. Why she didn't, she wasn't quite sure. All she knew was that she just wanted to sit in front of the fire and relax.

She'd admit, though, that she was a little lonely.

Fionna frowned softly at the fire while her mind raced slightly. With her mind whirling around like a crazy person on a sugar rush, Fionna almost didn't hear the knock on the door. She blinked and stood, dressed in her nightgown and slippers as she shuffled to the door. She opened it and her mouth fell open at what she saw.

On her doorstep as a blushing Marshall Lee, dressed in a red Santa suit, and fidgeting slightly. "Don't laugh." He grumbled to her and looked away. Fionna gaped for a few seconds more before smiling and slowly chuckling. "Didn't I just say not to laugh?" Marshall said and looked at Fionna from the corner of his eye.

"I'm sorry." Fionna said and stepped aside. "Come in, it's cold out there." Marshall nodded and stepped inside. Fionna closed the door and looked at Marshall again. He looked…cute. "What are you doing here?" She asked.

Marshall rubbed the back of his head and looked down at his feet. "I went to the party and…you weren't there. So, I came here." He said and looked at her shyly. "I came to see you." He said lightly and Fionna felt her face turn red. "Ugh! Don't look at me like that!" Marshall said and pulled his Santa hat down slightly, covering his eyes.

Fionna smiled softly and stepped up to him. She took his hands in hers and looked at him. Marshall's eyes met hers and Fionna smiled more. "I'm happy you're here." She said lightly and Marshall blushed deeper.

"Fionna…" Marshall said lightly and moved his hands to hold hers. "You said that…people spend this time with someone special to them right?" He asked lightly.

Fionna blinked and nodded slightly. She opened to ask what he meant but Marshall spoke first, "Then let me spend it with you." He watched her, waiting for her reaction. Fionna blinked and blushed softly. "Fionna…I…" Marshall said and bit his lip slightly. "I love you."

Fionna gaped slightly, her face reddening more, the color moving down her neck. Did she just hear him right? She had… Marshall Lee, the vampire king, just said he loved her. Fionna tried to cover her face with her hands but Marshall held on tight to them. He leaned down slightly, closer to Fionna's ear.

"Tell me you feel the same." Marshall whispered to her, pleaded slightly.

Fionna shivered slightly and bit her lip. She slipped her hands from his and wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him close. "Marshall Lee…I love you too." Marshall stiffened against her before winding his arms around her, hugging her close. They pulled apart and smiled at each other like goofs.

Marshall looked up and smiled slightly. "Hey, check it out." Fionna blinked and glanced up with him, her blush only growing deeper as her eyes landed on a white and green mistletoe. She and Marshall looked back at each other, Marshall grinning from ear to pointy ear. "You know what that means." Marshall said before gripping the back of Fionna's neck gently and pulling her against him, leaning down closer to her.

Fionna stretched slightly from where she was laying on the floor in front of the fire place. She rolled over and smiled when her eyes landed on Marshall Lee, who was sleeping soundly. He was so cute. His eyes were closed, his features softened, his mouth open slightly. Fionna blushed when she looked at his mouth, recalling the mistletoe only a few hours before. She slipped away from him and stood, stretching again as she headed for the kitchen. However she stopped after a few steps when her eyes spotted something. The plate of burnt cookies and the glass of milk she had set out were now void of contents and there was a note on the plate.

Fionna blinked and walked over, picking up the note and flipping it open.

Dearest Fionna,

You left the fire burning last night so I used the front door, I hope you don't mind. Thank you for the cookies and milk, the cookies were especially delicious. Though, I'll admit, the burned out side scared me just a bit but I trust you're baking skills. It seems someone has already done my job tonight and given you what you wanted for Christmas. Please tell the young man I said thank you. Oh and Fionna, Merry Christmas.

Signed,

Mr. C

Fionna gaped at the note for a moment before a slow smile formed on her mouth as she glanced back at the sleeping vampire on her living room floor.

Dwaaaaaa so sweet :3 Tis over. I had lots of fun writing this piece and I hope you all enjoyed reading it. I know it was short but it is a short story :) Thank you all for reading my Christmas special!

Like always, R&R!

Oh and one more thing, Merry Christmas to you all :)

-Kat ㅇㅅㅇ