The Warmth of a Home

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Marceline's P.O.V.

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        I walked home feeling a happy but also a little guilty about my deal with Simon. It was easy all he wanted was a jam sesh. Poor guy's so lonely. Maybe I really should visit him more often. I opened my door and to my surprise I saw a pink blur walk past my kitchen. I mixture of emotions fluttered in my chest.

        "What are you doing here P.B.?"

        She looked really nervous and got kind of fidgety. She twirled her hair in between her delicate fingers. The two shades of pink mixed in so perfectly together, that it seemed like they were one color. Her hands can do that. They make things feel like they belong. I guess that's what drew me to her, I needed to feel like a had a home. Just somewhere to go and she gave the love I'd always wanted. Simon made me feel that way too once, but that was a very long time ago.

        "I need to ask you something." Her sweet voice brought me out of my trance. Maybe today's the day. Maybe it's the day she asks for us to fix things. Maybe it's the day I've dreamt of for the past 300 years. Maybe she wants me back.

        "Anything," I let out almost a sigh of relief and longing.

        "Do you think I can do this?" 

        "You can do anything you want." A smile rose on my face. She's just too nervous to ask, I thought to myself.

        "Okay thanks. I needed a real opinion and I knew you wouldn't hold your tongue like everyone else would. I mean this is a really difficult experiment to do! Probably the most complex one I've ever done." Her tension seemed to fade, along with my smile. This really didn't surprise me. How could I have been so stupid to think she'd still love me, if she ever did. She gave a faint smile, though it soon vanished. As if reading my mind she said, "That's not the question you wanted me to ask... is it?"

        I tried to fake a laugh, but I'm not sure it was that convincing. "What? What do you mean? I knew it was something about the experiment! What else would it have been about?" 

        "Oh uh okay... Well thanks for the reassurance. Sorry I didn't mean to barge in like this." 

        My brain didn't know where to go because my heart was leading it in the wrong direction, as always. I didn't know whether to grab her and kiss her or to yell at her for trespassing. Why are things so weird between us? "Um.. No it's cool. I mean it's not like I have anything to hide."

        "Okay well I guess I'm gonna go now." She started heading towards the door.

        "See ya."

        "I'm leaving..." She was acting pretty weird.

        "Okay bye."

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Princess Bubblegum's P.O.V.

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        I'm so stupid! I should've said what I really wanted to say. I don't even know if she'd want me. I was hoping she'd bring it up because then it'd would've been so much easier for me to just come out and say it. I love her. I realized I did again when I saw her face when I kissed Finn. She still cared, like really cared. My feelings for her never really went away, I just kept them buried because I refused to be hurt. I have too much to worry about to let feelings get in the way of things. 

        I have a kingdom to run and that should be my first priority. After our break up, I allowed myself an hour to cry and that was all. But that hour was the worst and most thought consuming hour of my entire life. I felt like my whole being was shattered and eaten by the horrible things my brain was telling me. I never really knew what love was before Marcy. I had never loved anyone and no one had loved me, so hurting someone that finally gave me the affection I craved, was a feeling that hurt too much to even describe.

        Why is it so hard for me to tell her how I feel, How much I want her back? I don't know if I'm ready to let who I really am be known yet... I don't think the candy people can handle it. I mean, I know that they're really nice people and are generally accepting, but I don't wanna come out and it's not really how I feel. What if I tell everyone I love Marcy and they treat me differently and then we break up. Then what?

        I felt my eyes begin to water. The sting of tears left me blind. I scolded myself for having this moment of weakness. A princess shall not and will not cry. I tried to blink away the tears but it just made them come faster. "Why'd she have to make me choose?" I asked myself. I threw my hands onto my bedroom wall, palms slamming against the pink paint and finally let a few tears flow. I looked at the color of my walls. They were about the same color as me, which made me hate them because I hated myself. "Why does she make me feel like this?" I turned and slid down the wall. I just felt like I needed to sit. I hugged my legs and let myself cry hard for the first time in about 300 years. All the tears I've been trying to hold in spewed out. All of my repressed feelings leaving with them. It felt as if a hand reached into my chest and was squeazing my heart. Taunting me with it's painful grip, deciding whether to let go. It was hard for me to breathe between the tears. I just sat there pathetically gasping for air and pouring my heart out to no one.

        This feeling actually made me hate her for a second. I actually hated her for making me love her. The thought was fleeting because in the end no matter how much you hate some one, if there's a tiny bit of love, it will conquer it. Love always wins in the end and that was what was tearing me apart. My life would be so much easier if I just... hated her. Instead, everything about her just made me warm. Her smile, her laugh, the face she makes when she sleeps, her long silky black hair, the fangs that grazed my skin ever so gently (when she wasn't "hungry"), the sourness of her kiss, her short temper,  and even her cries made me feel even more strongly for. Just everything. I tried to cover her warmth by making my heart cold. It didn't work. In the end she just melted it, making it come alive, beating faster than ever.

        I wonder if she even feels this much about me or if that look was just in my head. Maybe she doesn't care...

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