"Are you fucking my daughter?" Those were the first words out of Mr. Bubblegum's mouth that night. The entire time Marceline had been at her girlfriends house he had been staring daggers through her. Bonnie had invited Marcie over for dinner for a reason. Today was the day she planned on telling her parents about their relationship. She knew what they would think. Marceline was her polar opposite. With her long, barely tamed pitch black hair and sharp brown eyes that almost had a red tint in the right light. Rock T-shirts and a couple of piercings on her ears. Tight pants that even the skinniest of people had a struggle to get into. And to top that off Marceline had some good ink. Across her thin yet lean shoulder blades read 'Remember you' and on the inside of her arm was a twirling line that twisted with music notes. Now this is why tonight she had decided on wearing a red plaid shirt. It hid the majority of her arm tattoo.

"Honey! Honestly how dare you make such ridiculous assumptions. Our little baby is as straight as it gets." This was Mrs. Bubblegum. They had raised Bonnibel to be the proper young woman she is today. They let her have her small rebellion of dying her hair pink, but that's about it. Bonnibel Bubblegum was a quite, but very intelligent teenager. Besides a couple of close friends she mostly stuck to books. But then out of the blue along came Marcie. At first glance Bonnibel had thought nothing about the new comer, but rather quickly she found her curiosity got the best of her. She started approaching Marceline more often at school until one day the rebel asked out the pink girl. The first date was a blast. Marceline was a constant tease, but Bonnie found it as her way of showing affection. After their date together several followed after. They became easy and free. Bonnibel started to react to the people around her more. She no longer kept her nose in a book, but rather near Marcie. She could remember their first kiss, the first time they held hands, their first time together in Marceline's bed... And now 10 months later here they are.

"Mom. Dad. That is part of the reason I brought Marcie over tonight." Bonnie got up from were she sat in the recliner chair and moved towards the other end of the room. Her mother and father were sitting on the couch backs straight and hands tucked at their sides. But Bonnie was heading towards Marcie at the loveseat. Bonnibel fixed her dress slightly and placed her bottom an inch away from Marceline's. Were she sat on the loveseat she could see her parents stares as she slowly laced her fingers through Marcie's. Her parents faces were ones of shock. Her mother gripped tightly to her husbands sleeve as her father got up abruptly and marched to the master bedroom.

"Oh baby! Why didn't you tell us!? We could have got you help!" exclaimed as tears streamed down the sides of her face. WHAT! Bonnie was the one in shock now. She didn't need help. This was the love of her life! Suddenly there was a loud thump from the next room over. Bonnie knew that sound, but she also knew it would be much worse soon. She turned to face Marceline fully.

"Marcie you have to run now!" She whispered furiously. "My father has done this before when I brought a boy home once. Run. Fast. He will chase you. Don't gimme that look it was before I met you ok? I love you now GO!" Marceline hesitated, but gave her quick kiss on the lips and made a mad dash for the door. Once over the threshold she sprinted hard down the street. Moments later she could here Bonnie yelling at her father as he ran down the street with a bat in his hand.