Red Kingdom

The Shirt

Bubblegum POV

She gave me her shirt. I know it's just a normal shirt but it's more than normal. I don't know why I'm all spooked up about this shirt. I mean, it means nothing to me. But then again, I'm lying to myself. If there was a fire, something tells me this would be the first thing I grab. Uh, if only there was an explanation for this. Some science term that can make me understand. Sadly there's none. This shirt somehow has a lot of sentimental value to me. And I know she just said that it was just a shirt but I feel like she gave it to me with a purpose. I should probably give it back to her right? I mean she let me borrow it but she didn't say anything about giving it back. Should I keep it? All these thoughts are running through my head just about this one damn shirt. I need to stop but I can't. She gave me this shirt for some reason. I don't know how to feel about this. Why am I feeling weird about this one freaking shirt?

Marceline POV

I haven't seen PB since last week. It's been a while. I tried contacting her but no answer. I would go to her kingdom but it's guarded with those stupid banana guard. Ha they make me laugh. But still, she has my favorite shirt. Idiot move to give it her, but I felt the need to give it to her. I can just imagine it sitting at the bottom of her laundry bin probably covered with some royal gowns. I should ask for it back. Should I or should I not? Besides, she thinks I am just another worthless person to her. By the way she treats me, I can tell she has no interest in me whatsoever. But she should know I'm the freaking vampire queen. I rule the nightosphere. I rule the souls of miserable creatures. I shouldn't let my mind be twisted up because of that damn shirt. But boy do I love it. I wish I can have it back. That's it. PB can't hide away any longer. I'm coming over right now and telling her what I think. Uhhh, PB has been on my mind eversince I last saw her. I know how I feel about her. She's perfect and glob I swear I want to suck the pink out of her pretty pink face. But as I said, I am nothing to her. But who is going to stop me? Only her. I need to say this before it's too late. I'm coming PB.