Bitter Sweet Tragedy

Dreams

 Marshall Pov

While laying in Bonnibel's lap, my eyes soon felt heavy. I tried to stay awake but when she started running her hands through my hair, that sealed the deal. My eyes soon fell shut and everything thing soon drifted.

Marshall's Dream (3rd POV)

It was dark, empty, Marshall looked around looking for signs of life; nothing came into view. He started to walk but do to the darkness it felt like he walked in circles. Soon getting annoyed of walking he began to float a bit.

What to be timeless, Marshall stopped and thought to himself that this was useless. There's nothing but darkness not even my demon eyes can see through this. No signs of life, no signs of light, not even a sound except the sound Marshall's shoes admit when he walks around.

Letting out a sigh in defeat and just excepting this weird flamboyant dream Marshall sits down on the ground or what seemed to be the ground; it was black. When he sat down he noticed something growing or out least sticking out. It was a flower, with pink petals and water droplets to decorate it, the steam was soft with fur as he picked to inspect it in curiosity. 'Why is this, growing here?' he questioned as he looked around, only to spot more flowers but in different colors that formed a path of some kind. Strange, Marshall kept his wit and begun to follow the path of flowers.

As he followed the flowers their color began to dull from bright vibrant colors to dark sickly colors. Soon, Marshall came to a meadow full of darken flowers and in the middle of the meadow was a greyish, lifeless body that laid in the middle of the middle. Far from panic, Marshall felt as if this was a trap, and kept his distant until he heard particular whimper for help. Marshall know somewhat worried still wasn't sure, keeping caution he slowly walked to over towards the body. There was a slow yet, fatal heart beat that was admitted from the body, breath was shaky and shallowly. As he got closer the outline of the body soon came into picture, small and thin yet, still showed some signs of muscle, short pink hair, royal outfitting....

"Barnaby?!" Marshall called out running over to the young boy. Too weak to respond as he was turned over so that Marshall can clearly see his face, weakly opened his purple eyes a smiled. "What the hell happened to you?!" Marshall choked out with tears forming his eyes as he wiped the prince's hair away from his eyes. "M-Marshall..." Barnaby weakly said as shakily placed his hand on his chest. Tears dripped out of his eyes and landed on the once pink flushed skin "Barnaby, we need to get you some help. Where's the kingdom?" Marshall stated wiping away his tears before picking up Barnaby bridal style and looking around the meadow for the kingdom.

"Don't." Barnaby coughed, "Why not, Barnaby your heart is acting up again if we don't get you the proper help you need then what the hell is the whole point of you living, what's the whole point of me being here if you're not going to be by my side! I want you live, so I can spend time with you, so I can love you and tell you that I love you over and over again" Marshall cries out harshly slowly placing him down back on the ground. Barnaby weakly placed his cold hands on both sides of Marshall's face and wiped away the tears with his thumbs. Placing a weak smile "I already know you love me, I love you to. Yet, I don't want you to tell you love me, show me you do." Letting go of hi face Barnaby snuggles into Marshall's warm embrace, wiping his arms around the dying boy Marshall kissed his forehead "Please don't leave me." Marshall pleaded. "I'll always be here." Barnaby reassured, sadly it wasn't long tell the pink haired boy grew limp in Marshall's arm letting out his last breath.

Marshall ran his hand the boy's hair, letting out his last tears before picking up the boy once more. He walked to the beginning of the flower path; where the flowers were bright and laid him down. Crossing his arms peacefully and closing his eyes carefully, kissing him one last time before things soon dimmed and grew darker than before.

Marshall POV

I soon woke only in Bonnibel's lab with a blanket covering me, sitting while stretching. Soon a tear ran down my face leaving my confused. While I wiped away my eyes soon began to string as if I have been crying this whole entire time. Laying back down, mind began to wonder; how am I going to break it off with peebubs.