My king, Marshall lee

Chapter one

Three hundred

and

forty five years later

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I sigh in boredom. Floating around stupidly isn't helping. Y'know. Until I saw Prince Gumball. Easy and fun to annoy. "Hey candy pants!" I call in a sing song voice. It may sound mean the way I say it, but he knows me too well not to realize I'm just messing with him.

"What, fang brain?" He says, annoyed. See? Easy.

"Float with me!" I demand like a child.

"No." He states sternly.

"Too bad!" I hover above him, grab his waist, set him in a low branch of the nearest tree, and float down. I lower my voice(or at least try to, anyways) and shout, "WELCOME TO GENERAL ASTRID'S BOOT CAMP! YOUR FIRST AND LAST CHALLENGE, CLIMBING OR JUMPING DOWN AND THEN CATCHING ME! GOOD LUCK, SUGAR FACE." He rolls his eyes and jumps down, and I make the mistake of trying to fly instead of run, and he grabs my feet, so we plummet together.

"Good game, fang brain." He chuckles out, causing me to snarl as he walks away.

"Asty....?...." I hear a familiar voice murmur above me.

"Hey Fi! Care to help me up?"

"No prob'." Fiona grabs my hand and pulls me upright. We smile at each other.

"Hey... Something's different than normal.... Oh! Where's Cake?"

"With Lord Ra-a-ni-cor-orn." She says in a mocking tone, eyebrows wiggling. Fionna grins.

"Oooooh~!" I squeal. "On a date, I presume?"

"For all we know, considering that she shooed me out so quick, that date is in a bed."

I snort. Fionna is dirty minded, and so am I, but we keep that in between us two.

I imitate Cake's voice, or at least try too. "'Oh, Lord Rainicorn! I have news, sugah-pie.''' Next Lord Rainicorn. "'Yes, sweet claws?'" Cake again. "'I'm pregnant with yo' child.'"

Fionna bursts out laughing, doubling over with quickly tear streaked cheeks.

"Make.....it.....stop!" She squeaks between giggle fits