Experiencing life with you [A finnceline love story]

Chapter 13: The Attack

Finn's POV

I put the last box off Marcy's things in the tree house."That's the last of your stuff." I told Marceline sitting on her bed next to her. "Thanks Finn" she said nudging me in the side. "Your welcome kiddo" I said cracking my neck. "Dude! Don't do that!" She squealed. I shook my head. Girls. A true shame.

I lied on her bed and she unpacked boxes and arranged stuff. I'm guessing I fell asleep because after a while I heard screaming. "Finn wake up before I throw you on the floor!" I opened my eyes. "Okay I'm up." I said. "You like?" She asked and I looked around the room. "If you like it I love it." I said rubbing my eyes. "It's like 8 o'clock." She informed me. I nodded "Well I'm going down stairs." I said. "In going too." She said. When we got downstairs there was the sound of people moving around.

There was a pile of garbage and bad food in the sitting room and then there was some more garbage and bad food across the room. "FIRE!" we heard Then a can was thrown over at us. It hit Marceline and rancid beans left over it the can spilled on her shirt. She glared as Rocky and Ryan stepped out from hiding. "It's on." She let put a warrior cry and threw a Tuna can.

A good two hours of rancid food fighting later

Ryan threw something at me and hit me in the eye. "Ah shit!" I dropped clutching my eye. Marceline threw a half eaten banana at Ricky hitting him in the face some banana splattering in his red hair. Marceline grabbed more trash and Ryan threw something heavy at Marcy. Marceline tumbled back dramatically "I've been hit." She said slipping on some wet substance on the floor. Before she hit the ground she threw the trash in her hand fighting to stand up but her boots slipping in the process.

The trash separated and hit every inch of Ryan making her fall at the same time as Marcy. I blinked trying to see again but when the light of the candles hit my eye, involuntary tears leaked out. The light hurt my eyes so I closed them and tried to use my demon eyes to see but it still hurt. I made all of the candles dim down so I could open my eye. "Dude what's up with the candles?" "Whatever Ryan threw at me hit me in the eye it might of scratched my Iris." (I think that's what it's called) "Whose idea was it to play in garbage?" Marcy asked still on the floor.

"Rocky and don't make a stupid dog joke." Ryan said. "I'm too injured to be mean right now. AND I STANK!" She cried after smelling her self. "Well take shifts one group cleans and the other washes up" Ryan giggled and ran up stairs Rocky after her. "I DON'T WANT ANY HAIR IN MY TUB WHEN YOU GET OUT!" Marceline yelled up the stairs. I laughed at her as she got off the ground. She stood in front of me and held her hand out. "Get up big boy, if I have to clean up so do you." She said forcing me to stand up. We put the trash in the garbage cans and set them out for the morning. Then we washed all of the garbage splashes and blotches off the walls and floors.

We cleaned up the whole sitting area and we went upstairs to see Ryan and Rocky asleep. "Son of a-" "BISCUIT" Marceline said cutting me off. "No cussing man Santa is watching." She said like she was hiding from some one and looking side to side. We both laughed and went outside with soap and towels. I turned on the hose and sprayed her with it. "It's cold." She complained she lathered her self with soap. She washed her hair and I rinsed her off. She snatched the hose from me. "It's your turn, buddy!" She said smirking wildly.

I backed away "Well you know I was gonna go home and shower." I said pointing my thumb behind myself. She pointed the other way looking like she was a hitch hiker "Your house is that way." She said. I looked the way she was pointing and said "Oh it is that way." She jumped on me before I could fly away.

She cleaned off the goop with soap and water and I struggled to get from her grip. She rinsed all of the soap out and made my wet hair stand up in a fowhawk. "You look totes adorbs!" She said, her voice a stereotypical blonde girl voice. "Dude." I said calmly. "I'm so cold and and the sun is gonna come up soon and I have a fowhawk" I complained standing up she only shrugged and walked in the house. (AI: to all you grammar nazzis out there it's meant to be two ands) I followed deciding I'd stay here since it was 4:30 am it'd be smarter because my house is so far.

Hey guys so this chapter had no meaning the next one will. The next one... Will be juicy. ;) MUAH-HA-HA-HA-HA

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