Fiolee : When Guy friends turn into Boyfriends

Torture: Part 2

Marshall leads us to the living room to play.

I swear to myself that I'll get revenge on him.

I sit down in a triangle, facing PG and the demonic king of evil.

"So who's going first?" Marshall asks slyly.

"I'll go." I smirk.

"Marshall, truth or dare?" I ask, already knowing what he would choose.

"Dare, duh." He said rolling his eyes.

"I dare you to...fiercely make out with PG's foot." I say evilly.

Marshall's and PG's faces are priceless and I burst out laughing.

Hey, I still need to make PG pay for the lake incident, even if he did apologize.

"Go on." I tease, crossing my arms.

Marshall glares at me. "Oh you're a dead bunny."

Gumball's look is pleading.

"Time's a wastin'." I say.

Marshall growls before turning to PG. "Gimme your foot."

"But...I'm..."

"What is it?" I ask PG.

"I'm ticklish." Gumball says blushing.

Marshall snickers. "That's perfect."

Marshall sweeps up Gumball's foot and starts to passionately kiss the bottom of it.

Gumball giggles. "No—stop—Marshall..."

OMG.

Gumball's face when he's tickled is so cute!

After a few moments, Marshall stops.

"Enough for you?" He smirks at me.

"Pfft. Yeah." I say grinning.

"Well, thanks for that Fionna, Gumball tastes delicious." He said licking his lips.

Gumball blushes, averting his eyes. "I am made of gum..."

"Jk PG, jk." Marshall chuckles. "My turn. Fionna?" He glares at me.

I gulp. Man, he's mad.

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"Truth or dare Fi?" I smirk. I know she'll go for the safer option.

"Truth." She said squirming slightly.

Ha. You fell into my trap bunny.

"Who are you crushing on Fi?" I say leaning forward wiggling my eyebrows.

She blushes. "N-no one."

"Mhmm, and you don't look like a tomato." I say sarcastically.

She shoots me a dirty look before sighing. "Guess there's no point hiding it anymore..."

Score.

"I like...um...I'm not really sure." She said.

I could see the truth in her eyes.

Wait.

How can that be?

I've heard her rave on and on about how 'PG's sooo cute!' and how he's such a gentleman.

I'll let her go this time and fake nice.

Then I'll get her when she picks dare...

"Fine Fi, I guess it's your turn again."

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I sigh in relief. Thank glob he didn't pry.

I turn to PG. "Truth or dare?"

He shrugs. "Truth, I guess."

"Aww, PG's scared." Marshall says while making fake puppy dog eyes at Gumball.

PG blushes. "Whatever."

"I don't blame you, Fionna's dares can get intense." Marshall shrugs.

"I've been wanting to know for a while, but Cake refuses to tell me." I start. "So can you tell me what Tier 15 is?"

Gumball's face flushes entirely red and he collapses. Did he just faint?!

"Pffft. HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Marshall breaks out into laughter.

I frown and gently shake Gumball awake. Marshall calms down after a few minutes and smirks.

"I didn't think you were still this innocent Fi." He said grinning at me mischievously. "But I'd be happy to tell you..."

He glanced at PG and wiggled his eyebrows suggestively. "I could even show you too~"

PG almost faints again. "SHUT UP MARSHALL. DON'T YOU DARE SAY A WORD."

Marshall snickers. "Oh right, it's your truth to tell, isn't it~"

"You know what?" I say as I keep Gumball from passing out again. "I think it's better if I don't know."

Marshall shrugs with a smirk. "Your loss~"

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