The following Chapter is set a few days after the last and is just short stories of what happens in Ooo.
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Fionna and Marshall
The Vampire King was lying on top of Marceline's cave sunbathing, He was wearing his signature look. Red flannel shirt, blue jeans, black trainers and messy hair he was enjoying the sunlight on his skin trying to forget his worry for Lumen and erase the fear on his heart that he felt when Fionna had died, it had really struck a chord on his un-beating heart strings. Marshall had often lost sleep over Fionna's mortality but he never let it hold him or her back. However... after actually losing her he began to question whether or not Cake retiring from the whole trial business was such a far-fetched idea.
"Hey doofus what's got you looking all lumpy?" Marshall opened his eyes to see his Fi looking down at him. She was still wearing her 'usual' clothes of when they hung around with Bubba or Phoenix. She blushed when he kept on staring at her.
"Just thinking about how tasty those bright red cheeks look and how nice it would be to... how do you say it? Have a bit" He smirked as he said it knowing it would only make her blush that tiny bit more. He watched as her face went from having shades of red to being fully red as she couldn't hold back the blush.
"One day I'm going to let you and you'll see I taste just like Ice Queen's "fart flavoured ice cream"" She winked at him, she'd picked up on his humour after living with him and knew to play along. He floated up from where he was lying and got right in front of her so close that she could feel his breath against her.
"Oh yeah? Would my little Bunny really let me have a taste? What if I like what I taste?" He replied he was determined to win this one.
"Then consider me a delightful snack" She closed the space between them and Marshall could almost feel her lips on his. He closed his eyes waiting for the time when they would both touch and waited. Nothing came so he opened his eyes to see she had disappeared leaving him standing there eyes closed. He swore in his head realising she truly had got him on this one before floating off to find her.
Marshall looked around the whole of the outside of Marcy's cave before venturing in to see if he could find his bunny. He scoped around the house quickly not finding her so landed by the door and went inside. He checked the rooms of the house even looking in the cupboards and the fridge... "You never know who's going to be hiding in the fridge" he thought to himself grabbing an apple and sucking it white. He tossed it into the fruit bowl on the table. Marcy insisted on keeping the white apples knowing Lumen loved them. He floated over to one of the candleholders nailed to the wall and pulled it opening a stairway in the floor.
After convincing Marcy to let him make the improvements to her house she'd insisted that he use the same workers she had before from the Nightosphere which he had. He was shocked to find out they'd completed all the work before they'd even got to her cave. Marshall then slightly regretted not thinking about them after he had spent weeks upon weeks working on the alterations to his own home and was slightly annoyed to find out they had made a much bigger underground home, even adding various rooms, corridors, entrances... they'd even added a swimming pool.
"Fionnnnna, Come out my little Fi?" he called out after arriving in what in his house was Fionna's armoury and training room but what they'd decided to leave as a party room with a disco ball, mini stage and an open space for people to dance. Marshall looked on the mini stage to see Fionna sitting there smiling at him.
"Found you"
"I was never hiding Marshy, You're just slow" She chuckled. He hid his smile, everything about her made him smile.

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