Fiolee,This Could Work

Chapter 23

"Fiona!" I shouted from downstairs, Fiona didn't answer.

"Fioooooonaaaaaa!" Still no reply from Fiona.

"Marshall!" I refuse to get off the couch even though it was uncomfortable, it was better than nothing.

"What do you want?!" Marshall yelled from the porch.

"I'm hungry." I whined.

"So go get something to eat I am trying to play out here."

"Can you get it for me I am tired."

"Hell to the no."

"Fine but can we do something to day I am so bored we never do anything."

"Maybe if you get up and get dressed we can talk about it. Plus we went out yesterday."

"You sound like a dad Marshall. Just lets do something please." I rolled my eyes.

Marshall stuck his head in the window, "Well I am kinda going to be a dad so I guess that's a good thing."

"Ugh lets go do something I have been in the house for like a week." I am going crazy staying inside all the time.

"Fine, I wanna go to the music store anyway, you can come." Finally I can get out of the house, and go to the music store and maybe get a new guitar.

"Really awesome, I want a new guitar so bad. I haven't had one in like a hundred years."

"Alright get ready we leave in 15." Marshall said floating in the house through the window. I guess he didn't hear me, I jumped off the couch and ran upstairs to the laundry room to grab some new clothes Marshall got for me. He didn't get me much but it was better than the one outfit I had. I grabbed an over sized grey crew neck sweater, black leggings, and just a pair of black shoes. I ran into the bathroom in Fiona and Marshall's room careful not to wake Fiona up, I run a brush through my hair. Thankfully my hair decided to behave today so I ran downstairs to meet Marshall. I was so excited about going to the music store that I almost forgot about not having a bedroom. Almost. I almost forgot about it.

"Syke you ready?" Marshall called.

"Yea I'm by the door."

"Aight coming!" Marshall said half walking half jogging to the door.

"Hey so when do you think I'll get a room? I mean I have been living here almost a month now and I have just been chillin' on the couch." I asked him walking out the door.

"I really have no idea, I guess we could get Tucker to get you a bed and we could throw it up into the nursery."

"Marshall how do you only have one room in the house?" I asked him as we started to fly away from the house.

"Well... I do have one other room... it's kinda small though."

"What the fuck Marshall. I have been living here for like two weeks and you are telling me about this now?"

"Syke, it's not even really a room."

"Not cool man, not cool."

"I guess it was supposed to be like an office but it has like a thousand years of random shit in there."

"You were going to make me sleep on your couch till you got too old and sick to be a Vampire King?"

"Uhh yes?" Marshall was kind of laughing at it.

"Dick move much?" I'm pissed, not cool.

"Look I just have a lot of stuff on my mind right now."