Marschall's concert

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by Cia-999

by Cia-999

Marschall POV:

I'm finally back home.
I don't even have the time to fly over my couch that the phone rings. It is my manager that remandes me about the concert. I hung up on he's face. How does he thinks that I can forget something like that?? He can be so stupid some times but I am still thankfull of his help.
I fly to the kichen getting an aple from the shelf. While I suck the red out of it I fly over the stairs and to my room finally getting on my bed. I NEED some rest before the concert.

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I wake up looking arround seeing the clokc. It's allready 9:29pm the concert is in one hour. I go over to my closet taking out a red top and black ripped jeans. I put them on putting some dark grey fingerless gloves as last touch and ran out taking my bass. I start flying fast in the direction of the concert.

I finally arrive just to hear my manager call me out for being late.
I go to my camerino lefting my axe over a bright red chair next to the door. The reflector ligth point at my face while I look at my reflecion in the mirror. A bunch of apples are on the table I grab one and suck the red out of it. Now I am ready to go on the stage. I look at myself in the mirror one last time.

The ligths focus and I let my fingers slide on the guitar rithmicly. I can't see the people in front of me because of the ligths but I hear them screaming my name.
I play harder and start to sing

I ended a pair of songs but my fans are still screaming.
I look at the back where I can see better the faces and for my surprise I see gumwet. He's dancing with Fi there are also Cake and Mono next to them but I don't care about them. But do I even care about bubba?
Lost in my thouts I keep playing staring at him. He notices it and look back at me blushing a litle. I usually like teasing him he's too funny when hes all fluscherd but I never notticed how cute he is when he does it- wait what have I just tougth!!?
He turnes his head arround looking at Fionna she looks at him too. She leans closer to him and kisses him!
I stop the music and ran of the stage.
I enter my camerin throwing my axe in next to the chair and sat there.

My manager came in looking for me he turned his face to look at me. I have my hands on my face not even lookig at him.

"I had to go on the stage to tell the public there was a pause!"
He's face flusherd with anger
"What happened to you!"

"I DON'T KNOW"
I scream back at him. He's staring at me for a few seconds then sighs and giving me a defeated look he walkes out.

Why am I even reacting like this? Why do I care so much?

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