Sugar Rush ≈ Bubbline Love Story

4.

Waking up with a skull smashing headache, Bonnie sat up and attempted to stretch. When she looked down at herself, her eyes widened and she was utterly confused.

"What the.." She whispered to herself, trying to get out of bondage with no luck.

"Having fun there?"

Bonnie's eyes shot up to the sound of a familiar voice, her mind sort of being put at ease at the sight of Marceline. Though, she was still highly confused.

"Not really. What happened last night that made me end up in a homemade straight-jacket?"

"Well, you got drunk at the party, took a few pills with your own decision, kissed me over and over again, then we left the party because you kept saying how you wanted me to 'fuck you into the mattress and make love to you'. I kept telling you all night that I couldn't do that to you because I didn't want to take advantage of you and have you hate me, but you were still mad at me. You started crying in the car because you thought that I thought you were ugly just because I wouldn't have sex with you, but I had to explain to you that that wasn't the case. Then, I said you can sleep in my room when we got back and you agreed, so I brought you here. You started undressing because you said you were hot, courtesy of the alcohol, and got in the bed next to me. Next thing I know, you decided get yourself off and I was so shocked that I couldn't look away, but you got a little touchy afterwards, so I had to make a straight-jacket." Marcy explained, going to her closet and getting dressed.

"I-I really did all that? Wow, I'm so sorry, Marceline. I should've just drank water instead so my head wouldn't be hurting and so I wouldn't have tried to guilt you into sleeping with me." Bonnie apologized, standing up.

"It's alright. Last night wasn't so bad." Marcy replied, going to Bonnie and untying the shirt from behind her, pulling it over her head afterwards.

"Thanks for babysitting me." Bonnie said, turning to face her and making eye contact.

"You don't have to thank me, I was just doing to right thing." Marcy replied, staring into her eyes.

The two girls started to lean in a bit, until Bonnie saw something on Marceline's neck that caught her eye. Moving Marcy's hair out of the way, she gasped softly when she saw what it was.

"I gave you a hickey?! Oh my globness, you could've told me!" Bonnie exclaimed.

"Hey, it's okay. I can just cover it up with my hair."

"I'm sooooooo sorry, Marcy."

"Shhh. You're free to shower and get dressed in my closet. I'm gonna head downstairs to get some breakfast." Marcy told her with a charming smile, kissing her cheek and leaving the room.

Bonnie went to the bathroom and started the shower, making sure the water was warm before stripping down and getting in, grabbing a wash cloth. She grabbed a light red bottle of wash that was sitting in the rack and squirted some onto her towel. Thirty minutes later, she'd washed her hair and body, turning the water off. Stepping out of the tub, she picked up a large white towel from the back of the door and wrapped in around herself, going into Marcy's room to get clothes from her closet. She searched through the entire closet in five minutes and only found a navy blue skater dress and grey sweatpants with a white t-shirt. She decided to go through her dresser for pajamas instead so she could wash her own clothes. Finding black yoga pants and a red t-shirt, she quickly put them on and grabbed her dirty clothes from the bedroom and bathroom, taking them downstairs.

"Can I wash my clothes?" Bonnie asked Marceline, who was in the kitchen eating a bowl of strawberries.

"Yeah, the laundry room is over there." Marcy pointed to a door in the kitchen, not bothering to look at her as she watched a video on her phone.

Bonnie walked to it and opened the door, seeing a silver washer and dryer set in a small laundry room. Putting detergent and her clothes in the washing machine, she closed it and pressed start, leaving the room.

"I hope you don't mind me wearing your pajamas. I didn't want to put on clothes and not have any underwear to put on." Bonnie spoke, walking to the latter girl.

"I don't min- holy moly." Marceline's jaw dropped to the floor when she looked over at Bonnie, her phone falling out of her hand and onto the table.

"What's wrong?"

"N-Nothing. It's just that you look crazy good in those yoga pants and it's not helping me to keep my cool around you." Marcy told her, staring at Bonnie's hips, which had a curve to them.

"Sorry." Bonnie blushed, trying to pull Marceline's shirt down over hips and behind.

"It's okay." Marcy blushed lightly as she looked away, finishing her cereal. "Anyway, wanna hang out today? We can watch that science thing you wanted to watch."

"Yeah, if you don't mind me still being here."

"Nah, you're fine. You can go put on netflix in the living room and I'll find us some snacks." Marcy winked, putting her bowl in the sink and looking through the pantry for snacks that Bonnie might like.

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An hour into a documentary on quantum physics, Marceline's phone rang and woke her up, though she didnt know she fell asleep.

"What is it?" Marcy spoke groggily, already knowing who it was.

"Open the door, we're outside." Marshall said before hanging up.

With an eyeroll and a groan, she got up from having her arm wrapped around Bonnie's shoulders and went to open the door. Sure enough, Marshall and Gumball were standing on her doorstep.

"Well, someone doesn't look too happy to see us." Marshall joked, pinching Marcy's cheek and walking past her with Gumball following behind him, offering a small smile.

"Hey guys." Bonnie greeted them with a smile, turning Netflix off.

Gumball greeted her back, while Marshall looked back and forth between the two girls with a devilish grin on his face.

"Dude," he started, elbowing Gumball, "Bubblegum is still here. You know what that means."

"Can it, jerkface. " Marcy said with an eyeroll.

"I'm gonna catch you two in the act one day." he replied, imitating her eyeroll.

"Moving onnn, we came over to hang out for a while." Gumball said, a smile on his lips.

"I have an idea, let's throw a party! It's Saturday and nobody has any plans for tonight, so let's make it happen." Marshall suggested.

"I don't know, we just went to a party last night and Bonnie got really messed up." Marcy told him, uncertainty clear in her voice.

"Yeah, and we don't want LSP thinking that we're trying to show her up by throwing a party a day after her's." Gumball added.

"You're only saying that because Marceline said no." Marshall said with an eyeroll.

"No, I'm not." Gumball began to blush.

"I'm not really feeling it, Marshall. Besides, Marcy and I had planned to just hangout today." Bonnie said with a shrug, playing with the gold necklace around her neck.

This causes Gumball to roll his eyes in annoyance at the girl he saw aggressively making out with his crush the night before, a frown forming on his face as he folded his arms over his chest.

"Whatever, let's just go get something to eat, Marshall." Gumball said, getting up and heading to the door.

"You don't have to tell me twice. Bye, ladies." Marshall spoke with a wink, following Gumball out of the house while closing the door behind him.

"What's up with Gumball? I get the feeling he doesn't really like me." Bonnie said, rubbing her arm.

"He's just shy and weird. He'll come around." Marceline replied, turing the tv back on to Netflix.

(A/N: This chapter is trashy like very very trashy & just thrown together, hoping for the next one to be better ;} I'm gonna take to time out of my busy schedule to make the next one is gr8! )