Just a Bit Sweeter

Tastes Sweeter with Icing

"Heyy, Fi." Marshall said with his signature smirk, floating around Fionna, his umbrella held above him. She rolled her eyes and continued walking, ignoring the stupid catcall. "Where're we headed?" He asked as he swam through the air next to her, Cake sitting on her back. She had never told him where they were, in fact, going, just a misleading text... "You're going to see PG today." Fionna smiled, but Marshall stopped and stood up. "Woah, woah, Fi, no. I'm not spending any time with that marshmallow." He turned and started walking in the other direction, but Fionna grabbed his arm and continued towards the Candy Kingdom as he complained "This is not what 'Want to try something new? Might be a little messy.'  indicates!"

Marshall groaned as Fionna forced him into Prince Gumball's castle. "You're going to spend the day with Gumball and learn to be nice towards him!" Fionna ordered, as Marshall moaped. "And maybe pick up a few cooking tips, pizza and ramen is getting old." Gumball, unhappily, walked towards them, guided by Peppermint Maid. Fionna nodded and headed out the door. "I have work to do, Marshall Lee, so just keep out of my way." Gumball muttered and began walking up the stairs as the vampire followed, unamused.

"You're baking." Marshall snickered, as Gumball put on his apron and rolled his eyes, taking out some bowls. "Of course, you idiot. I have a lot to do, unlike you." Marshall groaned and floated around his kitchen, why was Fionna doing this to him. The prince whisked and poured as the king irritably snored loudly, making Gumball shoot him an annoyed look as he continued baking. Marshall stole red berries from his bowl and sucked the delicious colour from them, it was really the only thing keeping him from just up and leaving. "Keep your disgusting hands away from my toppings!" Gumball yelled, through grinding teeth, batting his grabbing hand away. "I have no idea what Fionna sees in a child like you." Marshall snickered and sneered. Gumball grunted and angrily shoved a cookie tray into the oven. "Listen, Marshall Lee." He glared at him, and dug his nails into his apron. "Why don't you run home to your little cave and leave me." He started pushing the vampire out the door, he could feel his cold skin through his shirt... it gave him an odd feeling. A new feeling.

"Well?" Fionna asked, setting her hat to the side and brushing her long blonde hair. Marshall threw his shirt onto the bed and groaned. "Gumball is the most annoying wad in all of Aaa." Fionna rolled her eyes and kissed him, "Just be nice to him, won't you?" then got into bed. Floating next to her, he stared at the ceiling. Something about Gumball today was different, and it confused him.

It was early in the morning, the sky was dark... the way Marshall preferred it. He removed himself from the bed, careful not to wake his lady. Kissing her on the cheek, he dressed and was out the door. He needed to see Gumball again, he needed to figure all this out. Why was he thinking all these new things about him, weren't they enemies? He's just a stupid prince, he thought rubbed the back of his neck. He's just a stupid, dumb, smug, cute... Cute?! "Damnit, Marshall, get it together!" He told himself, aloud. "Boobs, boobs, boobs, boobs..." Marshall mumbled to himself as he walked towards the castle, cloaked in the darkness of the early morning.

Eventually arriving at the castle, almost an hour later, Marshall nervously knocked on the door. He hoped that no guard would answer, or Glob forbid, Peppermint Maid. "What do you want..." Gumball muttered, rubbing his still tired eyes as he answered the door. Thank Glob it's him, he thought and sighed in relief, but also slightly in fear of speaking to him. Marshall kicked at the ground and looked up at him. "Could you, maybe, teach me how to cook?" He said quietly, the sun had barely started to rise. "Marshall, go home..." He yawned and stretched. Marshall almost got to his knees and begged, he didn't quite know why. "Marshall, just... Come back at noon, when I've gotten some sleep..." Gumball turned and closed the door. His skin began to burn as the sun rose, and he started banging on his door.