A Heart Breaking Curse

Chapter 11

Fionna's P.O.V.

"So what exactly do you think Gummy needs this Orb for?" Marshall asks, lazing on the floor as I search through my wardrobe for a jacket.

"Who cares Marsh, probably just another experiment"

Rolling onto his stomach, propping himself up in his elbows he rests his head on his hands.

"Aren't you the teensiest but curious as to why we are traveling so far for this thing - not that I'm complaining about spending time with you bunny" he said lazily smirking, " but still"

I tensed as the nickname rolled off his tongue turning my gaze to look at my hands, memories from earlier arising.

That voice, what if the voice comes back. Math. They said they'd turn Marhsall against me and this whole trip will be spending time with Marhsall-

"Fi?"

What if they do turn him against me, then I'd lose my best friend. What would I do then? What if the voice destroys me? What if it destroys everything?-

"Fi"

What can I do. Math math math. I can't- I don't know what to do. Glob what am I gonna do if Marsh leav-

"FI!"

Looking up from my hands, I see Marshall standing in front of me, gripping my face in his hands.

"You okay Fi"

Blinking quickly, I turned my gaze to look downwards.

"Sorry, got lost in thought"

"Fi-"

Taking a step back I turn back to my wardrobe, grabbing a jacket with a fur lined hood, draping it over my shoulders.

"Marsh, I'm fine."

He looked at me skeptically, as I turned to face him, hands on my hips.

"I need to change"

Immediately smirking he took a step closer. "Say no more Fi"

"That means get out, glob" I say, a forced laugh making its way out.

With a pout he stalked out the room.

"You're such a butt sometimes Fi"

Shaking my head with a small smile on my lips, I walked over to the bed changing into a pair of dark blue jeans, trading in my usual Mary Janes for black combat boots.

Making my way to the door, I picked up my demon sword as I slung my backpack over my shoulder.