Another Fiolee Story

Chapter 11: Maybe I could get used to this

3rd POV

They ended up sleeping together in bed. None really cared because they were just friends, and friends sleep together all the time. Plus she has done this many a time before, so who cares right?

Sadly their slumber was taken short by the really loud storm outside.

Boom, Crash, Bam!!!

They both grumbled.

"Really, fuckin really?" Marshall said in his pillow.

"Marshall language!" Fiona laughed.

"Don't turn into Gumwad..." He added.

"Ha never!" She rolled her eyes, sitting up in bed.

"Speaking of which," Marshall sitting up as well. "How is Gummy Buns doing?"

"Heck if I know, he's busy with Princy stuff..." She flopped down on the bed and nuzzle the pillow. Marshall gave her the 'oh well' shrug, and joined her. His fingers where cold touching her sun-like skin. He was like a human heater, always warm, even in cold weather. That's something he liked about her, he himself could never get warm. But with Fiona, it was different. He got close to her. Her back was to his chest, and his arm around her waist. If you didn't know any better you would think they were a couple or something.

'Why are you so cold Marshall?' She thought to herself, but knew he could hear her.

"I don't know, think it came with the whole changing thing." He answered.

With that they fell in a deep slumber. The storm seemed to stop by then too, so they had an uninterrupted sleep for the rest of the night.

Marshall's POV

I woke up to the sound of humming down stares.

What time I it anyways?

I checked the clock... 8, really 8.

This girl is so inhuman, it's not even funny. Who wakes up at 8?

On their own will!?

Then again, I sleep during the day. So that doesn't really help with the whole 'not a morning person' type deal.

I got up and went into my bathroom. I brushed my teeth and my hair. No matter how much I brush it, it always ends up in that messy sorta look. I like it. I floated down stares to find Fi making breakfast. Humm maybe I should scare her?

I crept closer to the blonde haired girl. Well didn't really creep, I mean I WAS floating. Either way, she ended up on the floor. Of course she was mad...

"Marshall! Normal people say

'Oh hey good morning' or 'Morning Fi' but no... You! You just have to scare me... Don't cha?"

I nod back to her. Oh she is so cute when she's mad.

"Soooo what you making~" I sang to her, wanting to know.

"Well since I was so RUDELY interrupted, you can't have any!" She whipped around to look at me. I took the pan from her hand and floated up so she couldn't touch me.

"Marshall!!" She yelled up to me.

"Nah uh uhh, I think I'll have these to myself." Taking a whiff of the red dyed, strawberry pancakes in my hand. She really does think about me hu? I guess she is the only one who really does think about me in these sort if situations. I guess I better give her a break, so I let her have her pancakes. Well I did have some too. I could get used to having mornings like this...

Maybe someday....

Just maybe...

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