Sugar Rush ≈ Bubbline Love Story

3.

***SEXUAL CONTENT IN THIS CHAPTER! YOU'VE BEEN WARNED BRO!***

"Why do girls take forever to get ready?" Marshall groaned, kicking his feet up on Marceline's coffee table.

"We as men will never know." Gumball chuckled, answering Marshall's question.

Marceline and Bonnibel were upstairs in her room, trying to get ready, though there was a small issue.

"I don't wanna wear this, Marceline. It shows my tummy and it makes me feel naked." Bonnibel told her, wrapping her arms around herself.

"Aww, come on. You look hot!" Marceline said with a smile, looking her friend up and down.

"I-I look hot? You're just twisting my arm. Can't I just put my other shirt back on? I don't want anyone trying to hit on me.

"One, no one will hit on you because I'll snap their necks. Two, I'll wear a crop top with you, if that helps." Marceline bargained.

"Fine, but you have to watch my favorite science show with me when we get back just for me doing this."

"I'll do whatever you want, mamacita." Marceline winked, taking her blue tank top off and putting on a shirt similar to the one Bonnie had on, except it was black and Bonnie's was pink.

"Are you hitting on me?" Bonnie asked with a smile and a blush.

"Who knows? Now, let's roll!" Marceline exclaimed, putting on her black lether jacket and some sunglasses, despite it being pretty much dark outside.

Bonnie shook her head with a smile and followed the latter girl downstairs.

"Finally! I thought you guys started fucking up there or something." Marshall said, jumping to his feet.

"And if we were, at least I hit it first. Let's go." Marceline said walking out the door and to her own car, which she'd finally gotten out of the shop today.

"So, you and Bonnibel can ride together, while Marshall and I ride together." Gumball told Marceline.

"Alrighty, come on, Bon."

They all got in the cars and headed to the party, making it there 20 minutes later.

"Who's party is this anyway?" Bonnie asked as they parked on the crowded street.

"Lori Pennington, she's one of those popular, but super chill girls at school."

"I don't think I know her."

"Most people know her as LSP. Her middle name is Sahara, but she prefers LSP."

"Ohhh, yeah. I know her."

"Let's go!" Marshall yelled, jumping up outside Marceline's window and scaring the girls.

"Fuck off, asshole!" Marceline yelled back, climbing out of the car and pushing Marshall.

"Okay, that's enough." Gumball stood between them as Bonnie got out and came to see what was the problem.

"You're so gonna get it later." Marceline threatened him, rolling her eyes while he flipped her off.

"You guys are so alike, you could practically be brother and sister." Bonnie told Marceline, walking next to her towards to large house with loud music and flashing lights.

"He is my brother." Marceline scoffed. "We'd rather refer to each other as friends because he's an ass." Marceline stated, saying the last part loud enough for Marshall to hear.

"I hope you choke on batteries." Marshall called loud enough for her to hear.

The group walked past drunk people partying and making out on the lawn and the porch. Walking up the front steps and to the door, Marceline opened the front door.