Love And Hate ( Marceline X Marshall Lee)

Chapter 7 I Thought...

-Couple Days after Concert-

                I played on my bass learning some new notes, with Marshall Lee right by me, watching. I guess you could say I'm getting along with him. I fought with him a few times but not that bad.

"So, are we friends? Or..." Marshall trailed off.

"I don't know, I think so." I said still keeping my eyes in the strings.

"If we aren’t…can we be?” He asked. I looked at him.

“Sure. You are pretty fun to hang around even when we both get in trouble.” I giggled.

“I feel the same way.” He said. I looked back down at the strings and started to strum again. All of a sudden Marshall reaches over near my chest…

“What are you doing?” I death glared him.

“What? I was just getting your titty phone. It was vibrating.” He said innocently.

“Well next time you should at least ask glob.” I hissed.

“OH you’re so scary,” He says dramatically. “I’m going to sit in a corner and put my thumb in my mouth.” I rolled my eyes.

“You’re such a baby.” I told him.

“Ya, I’m yours baby.” He winked at me.

“Whatever you say baby.” I say without thinking. Marshall smirked at me.

“What?”

“You called me baby.”

“You called me it first!” I yell at him.

“No!”

Fionna walked in and put her hands on her hips.

“I hope you guys aren’t fighting again.” She said.

“Nope, we weren’t. Right baby?” Marshall said. I quickly cover his mouth.

“Don’t mind him.” I said to her. Then I felt him slightly lick my hand. I pulled back instantly.

“Why did you lick me!”

“I didn’t.” He said innocently.

“I felt the wetness!” I turned back to Fionna walking backwards out of the room and grabbing some left over spaghetti.

“Aw, you let her take the spaghetti.” Marshall whined.

“At least it wasn’t strawberries.” I said shrugging.

“How dare you bring strawberries into this!” I rolled my eyes laughing. I ruffled his hair.

“Glob Marceline, why you treating me like a kid?” he asked.

“Because I can.” I stuck out my tongue and my bangs went in my face.

“Here, let me get that.” Marshall tucked my hair behind my ear. I had a strange feeling and I got butterflies in my stomach. No…I didn’t want to like him that way. I turned away from him.

“Thanks.” I said.

“Oh Marceline, don’t turn away from me. You’re too beautiful.” He turned my face.

“I-I told you…” He smiled.

“I know what you said. It doesn’t mean I can’t stop saying things like that. Because it’s true, I think you’re a wonderful, talented, and beautiful girl.” I blushed.

“M-Marshall…” I pushed his hand away. “Thank you…” I stood up and went into the kitchen. I opened the fridge and got some strawberries.

“Marceline…” He said and floated into the room. I threw some strawberries at him. He caught them and sucked out the red.

“Delicious thank you.” He licked his lips.

“You’re welcome.” I looked at the clock. “When do you have to go?”

The next morning I went to the candy kingdom to talk to Bonnie.

“Bonnibel. Oh Bonnie” I floated around. Maybe she is in the lab. I floated to her lab and saw her working on something.

“Hello Bonnibel.” I waved when she turned her head.

“Oh hey Marcy.” She took off her coat and goggles. “So, how is Marshall Lee?”

“He is alright I guess. We are off and on friends.” I laughed.

“Do you like him?” She smiled at me.

“I-I…U-Uh…” I blushed. “I don’t know. I have been feeling weird around him…”

“What kind of feeling?”

“Like butterflies.” I shrugged. She stared at me with a smile.

“What does that mean?”

“Butterflies indicate nervousness and things like that.” She told me. “How does he act around you?”

“He flirts with me and things like that.”

“I think he likes you Marcy.” She told me. “Do you feel the same?” I thought about it. I did like him, I was just hiding it.

“I have to go find him!” I said to her. I floated out of the lab and went to look for him. Where would he be? I looked around. He did say he was going to be around here today. I turned the corner and stopped. I went back a little. Marshall Lee and Fionna were talking.

“Fionna…I was wondering…if you want to go out with me?” Marshall rubbed the back of his neck. Fionna smiled.

“Yes! Oh glob yes!” They hugged. I stood behind the corner about to cry.

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Oh no...poor Marcy :c

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