A/N: ITS CHRISTMAS! For this chapter, I'll be writing a funny part song fic based off of the song 'Scary F*ed Up Christmas' by Garfunkle and Oats.

Being a vampire king and the son of a Demon Queen often meant that Marshall's life was not normal. Living in the land of Aaa only seemed to add to this, as the land itself was far from normal and the people who lived there were just as crazy. Holidays might not have changed over the course of a thousand years, but the way they were celebrated did and it was just as crazy and everything else.

"Cake? Are you sure this is what the book meant by 'dressing the turkey'." Fionna the human asked as she slid a nice pair of shoes onto the uncooked bird.

"Now, baby, you know I have no idea." Cake replied, just about to look at the book again when the front door suddenly swung open and Marshall Lee rushed in.

Without even explaining himself, he quickly slammed the door shut and locked it, then he took a nearby chair and propped it under the door knob and slowly turned around to face the girls. His face was as pale as the snow falling outside and there was a carrot harpooned into his jacket sleeve. Taking in several deep breaths, he suddenly braced himself against the door and smiled oddly.

"Um, hey guys. Whatcha doing?" He greeted, his grin widening.

"Oh, hey Marshy. Just cooking some Christmas dinner and what not." Fionna said, sounding as if nothing out of the ordinary had happened. "And you?"

"Oh, you know... Just chilling here, against your door." He muttered, trying to sound innocent.

It was at that moment, however, that a sudden and very hard blow was landed on the door, knocking Marshall out of his place and onto the floor. He was back on his feet in an instant and was suddenly back against the door in an attempt to keep it closed as the girls stared at him in surprise.

"Marshall, baby- What the heck did you do!?" Cake bellowed as she rushed to the nearest window and attempted to peak out of it to see what was outside.

"Okay, funny story... So maybe I was outside making a snowman and I thought it would be funny if I brought it to life..." Marshall admitted bashfully, still trying to hold the door closed. "And then we got into a fight and now he wants to kill me and use my pelt as a rug!"

"Only you could accomplish something like that!" Cake yelped, watching as Marshall Lee held the door closed and Fionna rushed upstairs to get her weapon.

The blonde teen returned back shortly after, however she wasn't carrying her sword down with her. Instead she came back carrying a baseball bat, which she promptly rushed over to their stove and lit the end on fire. With a look of determination, she rushed to the door, threw Marshall out of the way, opened the door, and stabbed the snowman through the chest with her flaming bat.

"Die, snow demon!" She yelled, pulling back the bat and watching as the poor creature melted back down into water.

A few tense moments passed between the trio as Fionna panted heavily for a short while in both anger and just being winded. Once this passed, she held up the bat/torch and was about to put it out when Marshall Lee suddenly spoke up.

"Well, now that that is over-" Suddenly, a horrible screeching sound errupted from just outside the door and everyone turned to look.

"Um, Marshall Lee... How many of those snowmen did you make?" Cake growled, quickly going to ready her own flaming weapon just in case.

"Um... A couple?" The vampire king replied as he hurried to her side to get his own weapon.

"Right- Here, take this." The cat said as she poked two sticks with marshmallows and then lit them up.

With weapons in hand, the trio turned to the door and with their battle cries, they rushed out into the cold snow to begin the battle of fire! Which only ended up lasting a few seconds because the snowmen's stick arms had caught on fire as well and caused a sudden spread with wiped out the whole snowman army in one blow and left the trio simply standing there with their still burning tools.

"Well, that wasn't as fun as I thought it would be." Marshall noted, watching as the rest of the snowmen burned back into water. "Waste of a perfectly good battle cry, don't you think?"

"Yeah... For once I agree with you." Cake admitted, frowning as she blew out her marshmallow and then bit into it. "So what should we do?"

Before either of them could answer, they were assulted by a sudden rain of snowballs, all of whom were thrown by Fionna from the treehouse roof. The two non-human friends turned to each other and smirked as they scooped up their own snow balls to fight back, both of them letting out their own battle cries that mirroed one another.

"MERRY CHRISTMAS!"