In the waning moon, one could just make out two purple figures; a softly glowing, slightly pulsing mound of goo, and a floating, talking sentient being of a lighter shade. The latter appeared to be in distress.
"No, Melissa, I'm not homeless..." The lumpy thing continued to blab down it's phone. "If you want me back, I'm not coming-WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU DON'T WANT ME BACK?!" It hung up and continued it's journey. "Lumping Melissa." it mumbled.
Before falling straight into the pulsing goo.
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Sour Candy
FanficMarceline and PB are dating, openly and happily. But PB has detected some serious hate, aimed at Marcy, in the Candy Kingdom. What follows could bring them closer together...or tear them apart.
