Chapter 1: A stay in a cave, but a day in my Treehouse.
~Finn's P.O.V~
"Finn!" Marshall called out. Finn watched him swivvle his head left to right. "You have to be here somewhere! I know you didn't ditch me."
Finn was there alright, he was hiding in his secret hiding space. Out in the open. His space was in a corner, were the sun shined the most. Awkwardly enough, it hid him well too. He was pale enough.. So the sun light cloaked him and helped him blend in with the area.
Finn was now 17, he cut his hair to a short length, almost like one of those classy scene guys. It was getting too heavy for him and he thought he looked mighty fine with his new look. So did Marshall.. Now, Finn wasn't exactly Gay.. But he wasn't straight either. After that one experience in Marshall's cave.. I don't think he could ever be.. Not after what he saw..
~Flashback~
Finn walked up to Marshalls house after a long day of adventuring, he was pooped. Heh, I said pooped. It had actually started raining, and he was too far away from his treehouse to walk and well Marshall's cave was close.. so he'd simply ask if he could say the night and sleep on his couch. Before he knocked on Marshall's door, he heard the strum of a guitar. "Makes since, Marshall is a Musican" Finn thought to himself. He smashed his fist against the door and it busted open. Doesn't he know how to keep the door locked? Finn walked inside and threw his famous Green bag onto the rock hard couch. "Holy hell, that'll be a pain in the ass to sleep on.." He walked around and heard the guitar strums again, following them silently. They were coming from Marshall's room.. "Oh.. Kay. Well he's probably busy" Called out Finn really loud. The guitar strums stopped and he heard the wooshing of air. The very short Finn(Compared to Marshall) Stood in front of the doorway, waiting for Marshall to open his bedroom door. And when he did.. Finn could only stare, and stare.. And stare.
Marshall was completely naked, his guitar on the bed with a music stand in front of it.. That wasn't even the shocking part. Finn didn't know Marshall was into men.. Posters apon poster of the most sexual things you could imagine covered Marshall's Walls. From a poster of Prince Gumball nude to a poster of Gumball and the Fire prince fucking were everywhere. Finn swore he saw a picture of himself in the shower.. What the hell?
"Uh.. Hey Finn.." Said Marshall, closing his bedroom door behind him.
"Hi.." choked Finn. He couldn't help but look away from the door and down at Marshall's manhood. "I.. Uh.. Was that a picture of me in the shower Marshall..?
"No.. It was't.. It was uh.. Jake.. Watching TV.. So uh.. Did you Need a place to stay? fix up the couch in a second if you want.. Just lemmie put some clothes on first...." Replied Marshall, blushing.
"So, that wasn't me.. In the nude.. Taking a shower, on your wall? I could've sworn I saw no yellow fur and a TV in the picture.. Dude.. What the flippin' flip." Replied Finn. "And yeah.. if you could.. That'd be great."
Marshall cleared his throat and turned back to his door, opening it and shutting it again. He quickly returned with his normal outfit of A red plaid shirt and skinnies. He fixed the couch and floated back to his room, shutting the door behind him
~Flashback ends as well has Finn's P.O.V~
