Chapter 9: Dates

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Fionna POV

"Please tell me where we're going, Marshall."

"Nope." he said popping the 'p'

"Marshall..." I whined.

After about a 10 minute ride he pulled over and got out of the car. I did the same and followed him. We were on a field surrounded by trees. The whole field was covered with flowers.

"It's so pretty," I stated.

"I guess. Let's go," he answered.

"What are we doing?" I asked.

"You'll see."

He grabbed my hand and pulled me towards who knows where. His hand was very gentle and soft. It was a nice feeling having him hold my hand.

"We're gonna practice here."

"Practice what?" I asked confused.

"Archery."

"What? How am I gonna do that?"

"Well, first you need a bow and arrows," he said handing me a bow and a couple of arrows.

"But I never used a bow before."

"Don't worry you'll get it. First you have to concentrate. Concentrate on your target, stand still, and shoot."

"Ok, I'll try."

I stood there and followed his directions but it didn't work. I missed the target every time.

"Marshall! This is not working!" I complained. "It would be so much easier if you were actually showing me how to do it."

"I can help with that," Marshall said.

He went behind me and took my hand and put it where it's supposed to be and then he took my other hand showing me how to hold the arrow.

"I never knew you can use a bow."

"There are a couple of things you don't know about me."

"Will I learn about them?" I asked jokingly.

"Maybe."

We did this a couple more times before I got a little tired and he decided to take me home. I was home at 5:30 pm when I remembered something. I'M SUPPOSED TO GO ON A DATE WITH FLAME PRINCE LATER!

I took a shower got dressed and went downstairs and waited for him. After a while he knocked on the door and I told Cake I'm going on a date.

The date was nice. He took me to a fancy restaurant but the feelings I had for him, the happiness of when he asked me to be his girlfriend, they were gone.

After the date I went back home confused. Why didn't I feel the same about him?

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