Another Fiolee Story

Chapter 4: What does this vampire want

Marshall's POV

What is Fi thinking about, we have been silent for the past ten minutes?

Did I say something to upset her?

Well she does look sad...?

Fuck... Um

"Fiona?"

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"Fi!"

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She's not even looking at me...

Hmmm... I got it!

I gently slid over to her, mixing all the ingredients together. My face draws close to her neck, I slightly open my mouth to just barley get my fangs out. Then I place my hands around her waist.

Either she didn't care or didn't notice. I'm going with didn't notice.

That's when I gently, making sure not to scratch or hurt her, placed my fangs on her neck and glided them towards the back of her neck. I felt her shiver and release a gasp. I could tell she wanted to turn around, but with my hands around her waist it wasn't an option.

"O-O..Oh sorry Marshall...!" She told me.

"I was just in deep thought..." "Sorry." She adds again.

"Well apparently! You didn't even seem to notice when I put my hands around you."

Just then she looked down at her waist to see my hands curled around her. I can tell she's blushing, even though she's trying hard to hide it.

Fiona's POV

I didn't even notice he put his hands around me! Oh my glob! I was too deep in thought to even notice. I thought I heard my name, but I assumed it was my mind playing tricks on me. Well he sure does have my attention now. I hope he wasn't talking when I was lost in thought.

"You ok though Bunny?"

B-BUNNY! WHAT THE WHAT!?

"Bunny...?"

"Yeah Bunny." He says as he flicks one of my ears. Even though they aren't real, I can still feel it.

"Yeah but I'm ok, I was just thinking about something you said. It made me think about something that happened. No biggie."

He moves his hands a little bit. Almost as if he's saying 'Tell me.'

Wait... He still has his hands on me? They really are not as cold as everyone says they are. Maybe it's because I have a shirt on, I don't know? All I do I know is that I was quite comfy in this position, and didn't want to move. Yet I had to. I finished pouring the mix into the cupcake pan and now had to put it in the oven. As I walked over to the oven his grip seemed to get looser, giving me room to move. After putting the pan in the oven and the bowl in the sink, I had to read what I needed for the frosting.

Yes I am making the frosting too!!!

Problem?!?!

"I need to make the cream... So..." My finger traced through the words in the book.

"Got milk?" I say smiling.

"Yup... Um..." Marshall tells me as he heads to the fridge. "Right here." Holding up the milk in his left hand.

I felt a little sad that he wasn't holding me anymore.

NO I DO NOT LIKE HIM!

It's just that feeling you get when someone I touching you and all a sudden moves away. So you're kinda miss the feeling, yeah know? After I took the milk from him it seems like my wish came true or something, because he was right back to holding me. I just chuckled at his silliness.

Even though Marshall is over a thousand years old, he still acts like a little 5 year old missing his mother. His mother..? Does she like me? I mean.., I did take all the souls she was eating in all of Aaa. But that's no reason to hate me right? Well she IS evil and I AM good, maybe the problem lay there?

"Hey Marshy...? Does your mom hate me?" I don't usually bring up family anymore to him, since he told me his story that night.

(I will tell you that later!!)

"My mother...? Nah, she doesn't hate you. In fact she really likes you! Out of all my friends I have had your one of the top ones she likes!"

I guess he could tell I was a little puzzled, because he began to tell me why.

"A lot of my other friends have done bad things in the past. Not bad as in evil bad. Cuz that would be good.. Confusing, I know. But, bad as in, setting her couch on fire bad. And, losing her favorite necklace bad, and almost killing her bad..." He just smiled and let out a chuckle. Marshal placed his chin on my neck for support.

Completely changing the topic I ask him "Marshall wanna stir this for me, my arms are getting tired..." I pout.

"Humm the strongest adventuress in all of Aaa, and she still gets tired after stirring..?"

I roll my eyes, about to go sit on the couch for a break. When he tightens his grip on me. What does this vampire want?

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Kinda long... Sorry about that! If you got any requests just ask! Ok thanks lovelies!!