HI GUYS!! :D I know, it's been a while... sorry :S Anyways, Here's the update! ^.^ Uh, so I made a quick desicion... I porbably won't be doing as much of the Cake, Jake, Finn and Fionna P.O.Vs, sorry. It is called Marceline and Marshall Lee. Heh. :S But I hope you arent TOO pissed about that! And, I know I promised this morning, but It'll be tonight. Yeah? Yeah. Okie dokie then! Enjoy! :D
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Marshall Lee's P.O.V.
What I saw was something I didn't like, not at all. Marceline was with that damned Gumball dude. Why? What's he got that I don't? Why can't I be with her on that hill, smiling and laughing? Why? Bubblegum looks at me, concerned and I just glare back. I really can't stand to see this. She kisses me then goes off with some other dude? Really?
Anger shoots through my veins as I shout to her, "Hey, Marceline! Why don't you just kiss him already? Maybe run off to some candy person and do the same? Huh? You freaking jerkwad!"
She looks at me with hurt in her eyes. Tons of hurt, weighing down on me, making me want to just collapse inside out. It makes me feel hurt. "What did you just say to me?" She hisses.
"You heard me!" I shout, without thinking.
"Want to say that to my face?" She challenges, flying face to face with me, "You wanna go, bro?"
All I can do is look at her. Those once soft eyes, now burning red and sharp with her fury. Her nose slightly scrunched, just below her eyebrows which are furrowed together. Those beautiful full lips are now turned to a frown, burning through by very soul. My heart sinks at the very sight of this, making me want to almost.....cry?
"No, I can't hit a girl," I start, "you're too...soft."
Now, her face is in pure fury. She takes off my plaid shirt, revealing only a grey tank top underneath. The shirt is then tied around her waist. Her fists are now up, near her face, almst as if she's getting ready to punch me. Then, everything is in slow motion.
Her fist, the left one, pulls away from its original position. It slowly moves near my face. The pale, grey-tinted skin close to mine. Her fist touches my nose, then slowly, the force is harder and harder against the skin covered cartilage. I hear a crack and feel pain. Her right fist starts to move, just as the left one disconnects from my nose. Slowly, it conncets to just under my chin, lifting it up. Then, it all goes back to normal pace. Her fists move rapidly, over and over hitting me in the face in numerous places.
"STOP IT!" I yell and she stops, looking stunned.
She keeps staring at me, making me feel guilty. Now, I only have this one chance. I do something I know I will NEVER regret.
Marceline's P.O.V
I stare at him, stunned. Why would he yell at me like that? He never seemed ill-tempered until now. Suddenly, I'm caught off gaurd.
His arms wrap around me, wrapping me into a warm embrace. My heart beats faster and my face heats up. What is this feeling? It feels...good. My mind doesn't work anymore. I just hug him back. He smells good, like pine trees in the rain. Like fresh baked muffins or bread. Or even like my bed when I fresh wash the sheets. We just stand there, hugging.
