Eternally ~ Marshall Lee x Reader

•:Chapter Seven: •

You look at Marshall. You try and think on what on Aaa would you do with him. You figured to get a good night sleep and deal with him tomorrow. It seemed like a plan.

You walk over to the kitchen to grab some food. You got a little hungry after dragging Marshall and walking around Aaa.

You got an apple, in which you bit into. As you were eating it, you went back to the living room to check on Marshall, only to find out he wasn't there anymore.

A slight kick of panic went to you brain. Where did he go?

You hear some noise coming from upstairs, so you quickly ran to it. Climbing the ladders as fast as you could, you see Marshall, tipsily walking around the bed room. In panic that he might break something, you rush to the vampire and sit him down on the floor.

His sleepy face looked at yours. He had an idiotic smile on his face as he spoke.

"You're really prettyyy" he says to you, as you smell alcohol from his breath. You cough.

"Yep...you bet I am. Now, let's get you back down stairs,"

"But whyyyyy?" He whines, sounding like a little child.

"Because drunken Marshall does not deserve to be on the bed. And besides, Fionna and Cake could be home anytime now."

"I like cupcakes" he giggles.

You walk him downstairs and lay him on the sofa. You turned around to catch your breath, as Marshall wasn't exactly easy to carry. But then you hear him laughing. You turn around with a confused look.

"What's so funny?"

"ICE CREAM!"

You roll your eyes and head upstairs to call for the robot you assumed to be BMO.

"Pssst" you say, as he turned from the window to you.

"Yes? Y/n?"

You gestured for him to come down, as so he did. You sat on the kitchen table and asked him to search for something.

"BMO, search for: Hangover Remedies" you tell him. His scream quickly turns to a site, and 'hangover remedies' was typed.

You muttered as you read some.

"Hmm, try making a special drink that could blah blah blah...coffee is a very good- nah, coffee? That's lame" you say.

"I know the perfect solution" You said to BMO, as you had a smile on your face.

***

You walk back to the sofa, seeing Marshall sleeping heavily. He was sitting up, his head resting on the head board of the sofa. You sit beside him, taking a deep breath, and exhaling. You look at Marshall with tired eyes, as you found today exhausting.

You yawn and before you know it, you drifted to sleep.

-snap-

(Y/n)

I hear birds chirping, as the sun hits my eyes. I yawn, and snuggle onto whatever was beside me. But then I realize. Who was beside me last night? Marshall...

I slowly get away from Marshall's arms. Turns out he...was hugging me. His poor drunk mind has no idea. Wait, Marshall probably has terrible hangover right now.

This could be fun.

I slowly get up and try my best not to wake him. I went over to the bathroom to fill a bucket with cold water, and asked BMO to get some ice from the fridge.