Am i Cute?

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Still Fionna's POV

   "Wait... what part of it embarrasses him?"  I ask.  i just need to make sure. Hopeless hope fills me up.

   "He's known for being bad, right?" Marceline asks.

   Sniffle. "Bad little boy."

   "Mhm.  Bad little Boy. There's a reason Marshall Lee has that reputation. He's used to having every girl he meets fall head over heels, throwing their legs open, just begging for him to please be with them. If she's pretty enough, he might consider it."

   "What?" Throwing legs? Not another strange phrase with no relevant meaning! Stop saying weird things! I speak Aaa-ish not Swahili or whatever that is!

   I guess she understood that I had no idea what she meant.

   Marcy explained, "Okay..... He does tier 15 with them, those girls that he thinks are pretty enough.  He'll tell her that she's special, fantastic (2), and of course the only one he loves. The next morning he leaves, and avoids them like an accidental zombie plague."

   "Oh." I stated simply. Accidental zombie plagues are the worst, I know.

So tier 15 is something you do, with someone you love, and who you find attractive.
He doesn't love me, and he thinks I'm ugly.

Yay for low self-esteem! And lowering every second!

   "Do you get it? Understand why Marshall Lee acts the weird way he does?"

   Nodding my head slowly, "yeppurs!."

   She squints her eyes. "i don't think you do.... Hmm, tell me. What you think's going on?"

   "He's embarrassed because of me. Because of someone like me is in love with him."

   "I knew you didn't really...." she mumbled to herself. "Fionna, just because you're a little goodie-two-shoes doesn't mean that-"

   "Not what I mean." I stated.

Whaaaaat?? I'm not a goodie two shoes! I'm a mad ill Adventuress with the world at the end of my sword!

   "Then what did you mean?" Finn queried of me.

   "Someone like me. ugly, missing teeth, doesn't bathe. fat.."

   "Dude, no way! Okay, you don't bathe? neither do i! So you're missing teeth? You're a tough cookie who fights monsters. But you are really pretty, your bangs are bouncy and your eyes are mad blue like the sky. And you're not even fat."

   I stood up so he could see me rightly. Finn hadn't really seen me since i'd been curled up into a little ball on the ground. But without limbs to cover other limbs and knees to cover bulging stomach, he prolly will take back what he said. I am fat.

   The group of friends, consisting of Finn and Marceline - since PG & PB are off elsewhere discussing what the hay hay ever and cake is still in Aaa chillin' with her boo Lord Monochromicorn (Mocro for short) - look me and my plump body over, making their decision.

   "Hey girl," begins the Vampire Queen.

   "Just let me handle this Marce. She'll listen to me since I'm a dude and I know what dudes like." As he says this he stands up. When he turns to face me he says,  "Allright where do you think you're the thickest at?"

   I bit my lip. "My legs and my chest. and my butt."

   "And do you know why?"

   "Cause I eat too much."

   "No, because your a girl and girls are supposed to be soft. I'm pretty sure i'd rather hug a warm soft girl than one that feels like a stick."

Some kind of weird expression flitted across the Vampire Queen's face but Finn was looking the other way.

   "What do you want?" A strange voice asked. I looked down at the ground in front of me. There was a wolf sitting there calmly, swishing its tail back and forth slightly. Looking at me.

   "Huh?" I was confused. A talking wolf? I could understand if it was a Why Wolf, this was just a regular dark colored wolf. Asking me what I want.

   "You look like you want something."

   ....

Strange, its right. What do I want, though...?

I want a hug. I want a hug from Gumball. Because he's off with some other girl ignoring me and darn it, I'm lonely, and I want a hug!

"I want a hug! I want a hug from Gumball!" I yelled emphatically.

  The two lovebirds were taken aback by my sudden outburst.  "Well, okay then, no need to shout lol!" Laughed Finn.

I glanced down and the wolf was gone? That's ok. I probably pretended it up.

Someone tapped me on the shoulder. I gasped, turned around. It was The Gumball Prince himself! Oh no... Did he hear me call that out?? That I wanted hug?????

   "Yo, F the H, " Gummybuns started

   "Yeah?" Finny and I spoke simultaneously.

    "Ha ha! I mean you Fionna! Did you call me?

   Oh thank glob! He only heard his name. "Yes, um, I know you're busy and all, but.." Errh I'm really debating not saying anything.. Cause he is really busy, with thing ten times more important than me..

   "I'mreallycoldandcouldihaveahugtowarmmyselfup?" I said supper fast in one breath. Marcy let out an amused breath.

  "huh?"

   "I said can I have a hug please?" My words were slow and deliberate.

   He raised his eyebrow but acquiesced, "Ok then..?"

   We hugged, I felt something was off. It wasn't natural. I know he doesn't like me, but..,

   "Wow, Fionna.. Um you're soft."

   I took a breath of sweet scented air in and felt his arms tighten around me, my waist, my hips, ever so slightly. "What's that?" Asked me, confused.

   "You're just- Its been awhile sense we last hugged and all. I think you're softer than you were when I was thirteen."

   "Thirteen?" Finn whispered. I guess ditto in this dimension.

   I remembered the incident when Pg  was thirteen. He'd been possessed by the evil Lich, and when the Lich was defeated, Gumball's body had been in shambles. Doctor Prince explained to me that saving Gummy would entail him being thirteen. His body being in the smaller form of a thirteen year old because there wasn't enough material left to rebuild his 18 year old body.

   We had fun together. Ran around, laughed, talked, played. Globshacks, we pranked Lemongrab beyond belief. It was nice,  seeing what Princy was like when he was happier.  But that was years ago.. In a sense. Since the Candy people donated parts of their bodies to to get his body back to its previous state.

   That he remembered what I felt like when we were thirteen? I'm sixteen, he's eighteen? How absurd.. How heartwarming.

I still love you gumball.

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A/N
Oh, poor Fionna! Heartwarming indeed!

Footnotes
(2) 'fantastic' another Doctor who reference (:,

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