"What do you mean the blood sucker has her?!" Gumball demanded; hands placed on hips and scowl in place.

"I mean, you better start fessing up and playing nice with him, before Fionna is taken away from you. Completely." Cake warned, Gumball moved quickly, slamming Cake against the wall behind her, which was easy, as she was unprepared.

"You aren't going to let him take her. You'll make sure that she doesn't trust him- no matter what." He ordered eyes dark and livid. Cake gulped, nodding, blonde strands of her fur fell down her in front of her eyes. She liked to think of it as luck, seeing as she no longer had to look at Gumball.

"Prince Gumball, sir, I can only do this for so long before I am unable to block the inevitable any longer." She warned, before managing to escape his grip and scampering off. Gumball growled as she left, punching the wall with a loud slam, and creating a dent. A girl entered the room then, a black haired beauty. Her brown eyes locked onto Gumball and she smirked.

"Oh, Gummy…" she purred, walking toward him and running her fingers down his chest seductively. "What has you so tense?" He growled, shoving her off him.

"Leave me alone, Caroline. You know you're only here because you're pregnant with my kid." Gumball hissed, glaring at her. She smirked again, body shifting as she transformed to look like Fionna.

"Oh, but don't you love me? I mean- you said it multiple times the day we made love." He glared at her, remembering that night. He had been tricked- deceived. He wished he could take it back- he should've known better.

"I don't love you, Caroline, I love Fionna; but, you seemed to have ruined that for me." He hissed, looking at her in disgust. How could he not have noticed it wasn't Fionna? He must have missed her so much- that he was willing to believe anything, he tried to convince himself. But, somewhere, in the back of his mind, he knew he had noticed- he just hadn't cared.

Fionna woke up hours later, eyes dry and uncomfortable from crying, she sighed, sitting up and rubbing her eyes tiredly. Who knew crying was so exhausting? Marshall entered the room soon after she awoke, holding a small plate with some bacon and eggs on it. "Here, I brought you some food- but, I don't know what you like… so…" he placed the plate on her lap, and she smiled down at it.

"I'm fine with this, thank you!" She murmured, taking a piece of bacon and taking a bite out of it. Marshall smiled, careful to hide his fangs.

"Glad you like it," a silence filled the air, until the shrill ring of Marshall's phone went off, notifying him of a call.

"I better get this, eat up and head downstairs when you're done," he muttered, exiting the room.

Marshall walked the hall quickly, purposely stepping on Cake's tail as he walked by. Smirking, he answered the phone. "What?" He hissed quietly, walking further down the hall, to avoid listening ears.

"I want you to back off of Fionna." The voice on the other end demanded, sounding tired and stressed. Marshall smirked slightly, running his tongue over his fangs.

"I would, but you know, I actually like her." He answered casually, hearing the angry sigh of the other male.

"Marshall, you'd only ever have her until she grew dull to you, then you'd toss her to the side like trash." Gumball growled, Marshall's eyes sparked a deep black, and he hissed out a quiet breath.

"I'd leave her?! Says the one that cheated on her!" He snapped, closing the call and breathing in deeply. Marshall heard footsteps coming from the direction of his room and headed over to them, assuming Fionna had finished her food.

She had, and an hour later found the two splayed on the couches in Marshall's living room, staring at the screen. "I want to watch it though," Marshall complained, dragging out each symbol in 'though'.

"I don't want to! It's too… you know… explicit…" Fionna blushed deeply, looking down as she said the last word. Marshall laughed at her. He. Actually. Laughed. "Hey! It's not funny…" she muttered, hitting him on the arm in embarrassment.

"Okay, okay!" He laughed, holding his hands up in surrender and smiling at her. She grinned back. The silence afterwards was comfortable, filled in only by their breathing and the mumble of the TV in the background. Marshall was completely content at the moment, even as the burning desire to hold Fionna and tell her everything grew stronger.

He almost leaned in and brushed the hair that fell in front of her beautiful eyes away. He almost leaned in and kissed her forehead, telling her how long he had waited for this moment, because he really did love her. Already. Though, she wouldn't know he waited all these years. But, a question came to mind: would she ever be able to know about the world she really lived in?

He wasn't sure he wanted her to know. She might consider him a monster. But, one day, she would be turned. She would be wed to the darkness that was him. She would be his queen. That is what was meant to happen, anyways. If everything works out in Marshall's favor. But... could he really resist her?

He just had to be patient. Eventually, she would be happy. She would have everything she ever wanted. She will forget all about Bubble Butt.

She WILL be his.