Fiolee: Through Thick and Thin

Chapter 5

Fionna's POV
Thoroughly frustrated with the never ending interrogation from my sister, I blow up. "Cake, would you let it go already? It was a flippin' accident, nothing bad happened, end of story. And anyway, you wouldn't like it if I asked you about every detail multiple times if you disappeared with monocromicorn for a couple hours without telling me. I wouldn't go and break down his door, threaten him, then interrogate and punish you for not calling if you had fallen asleep on accident. I would most likely be thinking,'Gee, Cake's not home and hasn't called yet. Well, she's probably with someone and forgot to call or something. Besides, SHE'S OLD ENOUGH TO DO WHAT SHE CHOOSES TO WITHOUT BEING LECTURED BY ME.'"
"BUT FIONNA, YOU ARE NOT OLD ENOUGH TO BE MAKING THE DECISION TO STAY AT A BOY'S HOUSE, LET ALONE THAT LEWD VAMPIRE BOY AND YOU KNOW THAT, " Cake fires back. "HE COULD HAVE HURT YOU, OR TAKEN ADVANTAGE OF YOU, OR-"
"BUT THAT'S NOT THE POINT, CAKE! THE POINT IS THAT YOU DON'T TRUST ME ENOUGH TO FEND FOR MYSELF." Tears start to form in the corner of my eyes, but I quickly wipe them away. I can't show weakness. Not now.
"I do trust you, baby cakes, it just don't trust HIM. If you ended up falling for him, and you got hurt again, I don't know what I'd do. Don't you remember last time? You were falling apart, and nothing would make it better. We had to do the -"
"Yeah yeah, I remember. Just don't bring that up. And Cake, I'm not a kid anymore. It's been three years since then. Next year, I'll be 16, practically an 'adult' for an adventurer. I think I'm old enough and experienced enough to know who to fall for and how to deal with it by now."
"I guess you're right." She gives me a hug that I can't help but return. "I guess I just don't want you to grow up." Is that a sniffle I hear?
"Well, it's always bound to happen sometime, right?" I chuckle, and peel her off of m e.
"This fight made me hungry. Are you hungry? I'm gonna go see if PG has any more of that catnip jerky you like so much and then I'll come back and make breakfast. Okay?" I stand up to leave, grabbing my backpack and heading for the door, but Cake stops me.
"Hey, make sure to get those strawberries too, okay? The ones from the patch by the garden. Those always make the best strawberry pancakes," she says, rubbing her stomach and putting her thumb up, as if confirming that it's delicious. I laugh and walk out the door.
First stop was PG. Hopefully, he would give me the answers I seek, along with Cake's jerky. In what only seems like mere minutes, I'm at the front door of the candy castle. The banana guards stare at me, and I see one of them whisper to another. They exchange a glance and quickly lead me into the main hallway.
" I can take it from here, girls. Thanks." Glob, even I can hear the nervousness in my voice. Well considering the favor I'm about to ask PG for, it's only to be expected, I guess. Taking a couple of twists and turns to find the prince's lab, I go over what to say in my mind. Do I ask politely? Aggressively? Quietly? Fast? Should I even ask at all?
Way too quickly, I make it to the front of the lab door. Deciding to be courteous, I try to lightly knock on the candy door, but in my nervous state, almost break it in two. Whoops. Inside of the room, I hear shuffling and...whispering? Is there someone in there with him? I start to grow impatient, my hand tapping on my thigh and my foot tapping on the bright yellow floor. Letting out an aggravated sigh, I grab hold of the doorknob and start to turn it. Just as I'm about to push the door open, it swings inward to reveal the suspicious face of Gumball.
"Why Fionna! What is it that you seek, my dear?" He asked in a hurried, faux helpful voice. It's putting me on edge.
"First of all, I'm not your 'dear'," Glob, he should know that by now, after everything that happened. Stupid flirt. "Second of all, I need some advice and some jerky. And third, why do you look so...what's the word...um...oh scratch that last one. Just the first two."
"Duly noted. The jerk is over by the window, but I can't give advice until you tell me whatever is ailing you so." I hate when he uses fancy words like 'ailing'. I don't enjoy asking him for advice about this stuff, but...he's the only one who could help me with this. I guess the best way is to just put it all out there and see what happens. Taking a deep breath and walking over to grab a handful of jerky, I blurt out, "I had a fight with Cake about Marshall and growing up and there was yelling and tears and now I don't know what to do about the Marshall situation because my heart gut says yes but my brain goop says no and I don't know what to do so I came to you because I need your stupid advice and I can't ask anyone else about it and you can't tell anyone about this either, are we clear?" PG sits for a second, processing the blurted out statement. In the silence, I hear a thunk coming from a cabinet on my right. Assuming it's just some weird junk Gumball was creating, I pay it no attention.
After that, he gives me that kind smile of his....wow...I had forgotten what it had looked like. I haven't seen it since...well, you know. His face is warm, his eyes welcoming, his smile so inviting-but somehow it doesn't have the desired effect. I just get flippin' annoyed and start clenching my hands into fists, wiping that expression off his pink face, replacing it with that of shock.
He puts his hands up in the air, "Hey now, Fionna, if you hit me or throw me out the window or something like that, how are you going to ever get advice from me?" He forces out a slight chuckle, but I can obviously see the nervousness running about his candy face. I sigh and calm down a bit, and so does PG. He clears his throat and simply asks,"Do you love him?" His deep purple eyes stare deeply into my light blue ones, causing me to feel a warm, tingling sensation across my face (otherwise known as blush). Feeling awkward, I act out and shove him slightly.
"And how the flip do you expect me to answer that? I literally JUST said I don't know what to decide. Are you having, like, brain gut issues or something? Plus you can't just ask someone out of the blue if they love someone, it's way too-"
PG pushes himself up from the floor ( seems like my 'slight shove' wasn't that slight after all...or he's just a wuss. Probably the latter) and grabs me by the shoulders, looking into my eyes yet again and cutting me off mid-sentence which, if you ask me, is incredibly rude to do to someone going through a drama bomb.
"Fionna," Gumball begins,"this is crucial if you want my help. You know it in your heart whether you do or don't love him, but if you never look deep enough to find out which it is...I can guarantee your life will be full of sadness and regret. So I-you need to figure it out now-do you love Marshall Lee?"
This time he sounds so serious and truthful, I decide to at least think about it for a second. Do I love him? How do I know if it's love or like? How do I really feel about him? Does he make my heart skip? Make me lose my breath? Do I get all clammy when I'm near him? OH MY GLOB ALL OF THESE FLOOPING QUESTIONS ARE STARTING TO HURT MY HEAD. But...now I think I know the answer. But what if it-no. You thought it over. You know what you feel. I take a deep breath and put the most serious expression I have on my face. I ready myself for the hardest task I've ever been faced with and I do it. I admit it.
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(LSP voice) OH. MY. GLOB. DRAMA BOMB!!!!! So...does she love him? Does she not? Will she punch PG in the nuts for giving her crap about her decisions? Find out in the next chapter! Which will probably not be out for a bit because I have to hang out with relatives this weekend instead of writing this story for you. Fun times (Insert sarcasm here). So anyway, hope you are still enjoying this, (I know I am), comment, vote, favorite, comment, tell your friends, and did I mention comment? I'm sorry, I'm a sucker for constructive criticism. Hope you have/had a wonderful day full of bunnies and rainbows and the blood of your enemies see you next time! <3(PS Happy Veteran's Day!)