NOT a FioLee

The Truth

A/N
Hello ma chubby babies. First,before we start the story,which of the following nick-names do you like better:
A. Chubby Babies
B. Giraffes
C. Chubby Giraffes
D. Baby Giraffes
E. Your own made up nickname, comment it and I'll put it in the next chappie to see how many peeps like it.
Leave your answer in the comments. There will be a tiny amount of FioLee but they will not be official. After-all, I never said it wad going yo be a FioLee fan-fic.
Anyways, we shall let the story begin

Fionna's P. O. V.
I am still so sad that Cake left this big old tree house to me. Now that Cake has left my two closest friends visit me more often. Can you guess who they are? Can ya? Marshall and Randy. They are really fun to be around although they can get annoying sometimes. Marshall sure wasn't kidding when he said Randy flirts with people more when he gets to know them. I thought it was funny before, but now it's just sorta weird. I wonder why I am thinking about this. Marshall probably knew I was over-thinking it because he snapped his fingers in my face. I hot out of la-la-land but everything seemed distorted."WAKE UP!" I got into la-la -land again and I tried to come out but my vision only got blurred. I also tried to hear something but everything seemed so distant. I started to loose consciousness.After a few minutes I could make out the distant shouts as "Fionna,please wake up" It was a voice that sounded like Marshall's , but the sounded like he barely woke up,or simply how people sound after crying a lot. I tried my hardest to open my eyes,but I just couldn't. After minutes of unsuccessful struggling, I finally succeeded and opened them to see Marshall and his longer, feathery hair. H-how long w-was I o-out? I asked him and he looked at me sadly and replied by saying three years. B-but, why? I thought I was awake and living all this time. Yes, I had a couple hints that I was asleep but I just shrugged it of as the weird things from Aaa. W-what-t has change-ed-ed? Cake moved out of the treehouse a couple hours ago because it made her cry too much and tomorrow it is your 16th birthday. But, in my "dream" I was 17 already. W-where is-s Rand-d-dy? How do you know about him Fi, we were about to go see him when you got knocked out?! Well, I guess my fake reality sort of predicted the future. How long have I known you anyways? Fi, you've known me since you were like 3. How could you not remember that? Well in my reality,I met you in the woods when I was 17! Hmm......... let's see what you remember. He said that while stroking an imaginary beard. What's our favorite colors? Navy blue and crimson. Favorite genre of music? Easy, hip-hop and rap! Favorite song? I don't have favorite song, it's too hard to choose. Favorite weapon? Swords. Second favorite weapon? Hatchets (wink ;) wink). Well, I guess you remember most of that stuff, now on to a more important question. What do you see me as?
Marshall's P. O. V.
I asked her the question hoping she would answer correctly, with best bro forever(BBF). She answered correctly and I was pretty happy. I wiped off the annoying tears and picked her up. It was in a sort of hugging position and her head was over my shoulder,same with mine. I held on tightly to her and was ver cautious not to drop her,she is after all,one of my only friends and the sister I never had. We went out on the path through the woods to her tree house in the grasslands. After the trees started clearing up, I let her walk by herself, but just held onto her hand in-case she tripped. We got back to her house and I saw Randy on the couch lifting weights while listening to music. I read the song title on BMO. She Knows by J. Cole, nice choice. I took a earbud out of his ear before whispering
"She woke up" after that, he jumped out of his seat,good thing he put his weights down when I spoke to him. F-fionna? He said in a shaky voice. R-randy? They looked at each other momentarily and then looked at me. What are you lookin' at? I said jokingly. Fionna started to look kinda sad. Fi,bunny,blue, I didn't mean it! I said while hugging her tightly. It's not that,it's just that I can't believe I was in a coma for that long.

Fionna's P. O. V.
I tried to cry, but the tears just wouldn't come out. It was probably because I haven't eaten anything in well, three years. Then I remembered that I got knocked out before my birthday when I was going to see Marshall's friend Randy for the first time. I did the math and if I was out for exactly three years, it would be my birthday tomorrow. Hey guys, is it my birthday tomorrow? They both replied with a yes while not looking up from BMO. It/she/he must of gotten used to them because she was not " BMO chopping" them. I went to my room and got a out of a box Cake gave me dress that looked exactly like the one in my dream (the one back in ch. two) It also came with some socks and blue flats with a golden bow on them. I laid them out on my    bed and then went downstairs. Marshall fell asleep cutely on the couch in his bat form. I wonder if he always turns into a bat when he sleeps.I picked him up from the couch and his fur was SO SOFT. I couldn't help but rub it against my cheek. Even though he was a bat AND he was asleep,I could feel him smirking against my cheek. I hugged him tightly and set him on Cake's old drawer/bed but I was about to turn around when he grabbed my finger. Fwi-fwi, cwould I sleep with you? Pwetty pwease? I couldn't resist the cute baby-voice and his batty-eyes he made, so after stealing a flannel from Marshall and some boxers from Randy,I put him on my bed and changed into them. Then I went to the couch to see a half-asleep Randy. He Randy, wanna sleep in my bed? He replied with a sure. He sounds somewhat like Marshall but his voice is also unique, like mine. It seems soft and a bit high pitched. (Imagine Finn's voice , but lower pitched and less squeaky)
I walked up the ladder that led to the bedroom that I now shared with two guys. I went to bed and Randy turned into a  blue-green cat (imagine a cat that looks like one of the cats from the episode "Box Prince")
I took Marshall and hugged him closely, going to sleep from the soothing feeling of his soft fur.

A/N
Hello mah chubby babies! I don't know if you noticed that it is longer than usual but,it is. I'm sorry for not updating yesterday, it's just that I pulled an all-nighter watching Netflix with my bro (no,no it was NOT Netlix and Chill) and I slept all frickin' day. I woke up around 10 at night and I started writing this. Right know it's like 2:30 in the morning. Still can't sleep. Send help. Also, send a cute furry bat. Like Marshall with soft fur. Also make sure it doesn't have rabies. Also make sure it is clean. Sorry for being picky. Peace out rainbow trouts!