Forever With Me《Marcelee》

Chapter 23

(PRINCESS BUBBLEGUM'S POV)

I woke up early to prepare breakfast. Everyone else was still sleeping. I also planned on inviting Finn, Fionna, Jake, Cake, Phoebe and FP over so we could bond altogether.

"Your delivery has arrived, milady," Peppermint Butler notified me as he peeked into the dining hall where I sat and drank coffee. "I'll be there in a bit," I called to Peppermint Butler and finished my coffee.

I walked to the grand hall and opened the door where one of Breakfast Princess' servants stood, holding some carton food containers. "Special delivery from the Breakfast Kingdom," the little guy called.

I took the containers from his hand and gave him candy seeds as payment. With a smile, he left. I went back to the dining hall to set up the table. Breakfast Princess was kind enough to lend me hand. Gumball's supposed to be the cook here!

Let's see... bacon, eggs, blueberry pancakes, waffles, some apples, some French toast, bacon pancakes, some oranges, strawberries... wow, Breakfast Princess brought a lot.

When everything looked nice enough, I called the treehouse and the Fire Kingdom. Not long after, Fionna, Finn, and Jake and Cake came. "Morning PB," Finn greeted with a smile. They then proceeded to the dining hall. Phoebe and FP soon arrived. I'm in good terms with Phoebe now since the fire giant incident, in case you haven't known.

"Morning," they greeted simply with a smile. I escorted them to the dining hall where everyone already was, rubbing the sleep off their eyes. Everybody was still in their pajamas. Soon, noise filled the dining hall as everybody started talking, finally fully awake, accompanied by the clinking of silverware.

Jake was so delighted at the sight of bacon pancakes. He put most of the stack into his plate, barely leaving any to everyone else.

"I'm so happy we get to do this. We should do this more often," Finn announced with a smile. Everybody agreed and I do too. It's nice to have everyone around.

After breakfast, everyone had to head back home to do their own stuff, except for Marceline and Marshall.

(MARSHALL'S POV)

After breakfast, I went straight to my room to have a quick shower. I wore whatever I grabbed out of the closet. I then went to Marcy's room. I opened the door to see her blow-drying her hair.

"Hey baby," she greeted as she continued drying her hair. "Hey," I replied. I approached her, put my arm around her shoulder and pulled her close to kiss her. I plopped myself into her bed.

She finished drying her hair and threw herself beside me. "I was thinking about planning our house," I started. She smirked and raised an eyebrow, "our house?"

"Why, do you not like the idea of it?" I asked as I stared at her. "No, I love the idea of it," she said as she looked away and smiled. The thought of her being my wife once more filled my mind. Ugh she's just so perfect.

"So, how do you want our house to look like?" She asked. "I don't know. But I'd like it to be just simple," I answered truthfully. "Yeah, me too," she said.

"Do you think it'd be a good idea to paint the walls black?" She asked. "Yeah," I chuckled, "but not all of it."

"How about red?"

"Hmm, too bright," I answered, squinting my eyes as I imagined. "How about white?" I asked.

"White's okay. Pink?" She asked with a snicker.

"That is out of the question," I said as I laughed. A few hours passed and we finally finished discussing. We both reached a decision and even sketched the house.

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After that, we just laid in bed and talked about something else. After a series of seriousness and laughter, we talked about our future together. I've never done this before, not until with Marcy.

"And one day, we're going to have our own kids," I said as I faced Marcy who was just beside me, holding my hand. She looked at me too and smiled. "I can just imagine it. It'd be perfect. We'll be a happy family," she said as she looked away and stared at the ceiling.

She suddenly chuckled. "The thought of you being a dad..." she started. "What? Think I can't handle it?" I said in a rather challenging tone. "I don't know, can you?" She said with a laugh.

"You kidding me?" I started, "I'll be the best dad in the entire universe."

"And how are you gonna do that?" She said as she laid on her side to face me, weighing her elbow on the bed and her head on her knuckle, raising an eyebrow.

"I'll always have time for my babies, and my big baby of course," I said as I tapped her nose and she gave this really cute expression. "I'll do what I can to make you all happy. I will always be there to protect you. But when our daughter grows into a lady, then I'll be a mean dad," I continued.

"no daisy dukes, no spaghetti straps, no mini skirts, no crop top... thingies. You can wear shorts but then you'll have to wear a sweater. If you're gonna wear sleeveless shirts then you'll have to wear jeans. Not the skinny ones though, those baggy ones would be more preferable. If you keep insisting then you're gonna wear daddy's clothes!" I talked as if I were talking to my 'daughter' at that very moment.

Marceline let out a loud laugh at my statement. "Yeah, I'm gonna be that dad," I said as I stared into space and nodded a few times.

"Oh Marshall," Marcy said as her laughter gradually subsided. "I'm sure you're gonna be the best dad in the whole universe," she said as she laid her head on my chest and I kissed her forehead.

This is nice. As I've said, I never really talk about things like this. She's not even pregnant and we're talking about babies. But I'm really serious about building a future with Marcy, and I will keep that promise. I will reach that goal.