18Jesus, lord in heaven, WHY THE HELL DID YOU MAKE THIS SO HARD TO START! Gyah! I swear this has to be the hardest story I've ever started!But its finally beginning! Welcome dear readers, to my Christmas special, Christmas in the Land of Aaa! To tell the truth I didn't like Adventure Time at first, I really didn't. I thought it was weird and I was an old timer and missed old Cartoon Network. I still miss it but I've fallen in love with Adventure Time! Its pretty good!
Anyways enough me talking, onward to the first part of this story!
Disclaimer: I do not own AT, rights remain with the ownasss! (yes I meant to spell it like that)
Part One
Tis the Season
The land of Aaa was going into its winter season. The green grass had been painted over with snow and the leaves on Fionna and Cake's tree house home had long since fallen. A small breeze carried with it the threat of more snow. All in all, it was cold.
Fionna pushed a pin into one of the walls in the living room of her home. She jumped off the chair she stood on and examined her handy work. White and light blue paper snowflakes hung from the ceiling. On the walls she'd hung up garland and red and green cut outs of ornaments as well as little white snowmen, Santas, and different colored presents. By the window was the Christmas tree all decked out with Christmas lights and ornaments. She'd even hung some Christmas lights on the ceiling and all over outside.
It was a Christmas paradise.
Fionna hummed softly as she walked towards the kitchen. However, the sound of rustling stopped her. Cake was spending the day decorating with Lord Monochromicorn, Gumball was busy at the palace. Even Ice Queen was busy. That left only one other person. Fionna turned half way and crossed her arms over her chest. "Marshall, why don't you just use the front door like a normal person?" She asked.
Marshall Lee was sitting on the couch, his feet propped up on the coffee table. He had his usual red plaid shirt on and dark blue jeans on, as well as his brown shoes. However he had a black hoodie and red scarf lying beside him on the couch which must have belonged to him. His hair was how it usually was. His gray skin wasn't any different either. But for some reason, seeing Marshall relaxing on her couch made Fionna a little hormonal.
Marshall's voice broke Fionna from her inner thoughts. "Where would be the fun in that?" He asked and grabbed one of the extra cut out Santas. Fionna watched Marshall lift the paper up and suck the red right out of it, leaving it a pale gray color.
Fionna sighed in slight irritation and turned back to the kitchen. "Whatever, just don't eat all my decorations ok? I worked hard on them." She muttered as she went to the oven. She'd put cookies in there a while ago, were they ok?
"Worked hard on them? Well then I should eat them all." Marshall teased from his place on the couch. He floated up and over into the kitchen to where Fionna was grabbing an oven mitt. "No, don't tell me you're baking!" Marshall laughed, holding his sides while he stayed suspended in the air.
Fionna felt her face redden as she huffed at him. "And what if I did?" She snapped and slipped her oven mitt on and opened the oven door. She pulled the tray of Christmas cookies from the oven and sat them on the counter to cool off. When she turned the oven off and closed it, Fionna examined her cookies. Her heart sank.
Could they even be called cookies?
The candy canes looked more like retarded snakes, the Santas looked like they were related to Lumpy Space Prince, and don't even mention the angels and trees.
Fionna's shoulder's sagged as she looked down at the floor. Marshall floated beside her and looked at the cookies before laughing. "Man, those suck. You should leave that girly stuff to Gumball." Marshall laughed before spotting Fionna's down cast look. "F-Fionna? Come on, their just cookies, it's not a big deal."
Fionna's head snapped up, her expression angry as tears ran down her face. "Not a big deal!? Of course it's a big deal you idiot!" She snapped and pushed Marshall away from her. "These cookies were meant for Santa. There's no way he'd eat something that looks this bad!" She snapped again before covering her eyes with her arm, crying softly.
Marshall arched a brow at Fionna's outburst while he landed back on the ground and stood beside her. Wait, she still believed in Santa? Make fun of her? Don't make fun of her? Make fun of her? Don't make fun of her? He went back and forth until deciding against it. She'd probably punch him.
Again.
"They don't look that bad Fionna. I mean they could be worse." Marshall offered but his response only made her cry harder. Marshall almost jumped when Fionna started to wail. He looked around franticly, trying to find inspiration for something to say. "Uhh…" He said lamely and patted Fionna's shoulder softly to try and comfort her. "Fionna." He said lightly before looking down at her. Fionna looked up at him with red eyes and cheeks. Marshall smiled lightly. "Santa will love them. If he doesn't his the biggest idiot this side of Aaa."
Fionna sniffled and wiped her eyes with her sleeve. "You shouldn't call him an idiot. He'll put you on the naughty list."
Marshall grinned and draped his arm over her shoulder, wiggling his eyebrows at her. "I'm number one of the naughty list Fi." He said and winked at her. Fionna giggled softly and Marshall almost felt his heart beat again. "Now that you're feeling better, what is all this?" He asked and floated away from her and around the kitchen and back to the living room.
Fionna smiled and took off her oven mitt before following him into the living room. "It's almost Christmas! Duh!" Fionna said happily.
Marshall arched a brow while he floated up to the top of the Christmas tree and looked at the star on top of it. "You really go all out on Christmas don't you?" He asked and looked back at her. Fionna nodded, her blonde hair bobbing everywhere. Marshall hmphed and floated back down to her level. "Why?"
"Why not?" Fionna countered and smiled at Marshall Lee. "Christmas is all about being with people you care about and being happy and giving happiness to others. It's my favorite holiday!" Fionna said as she walked over to the Christmas tree, Marshall floating beside her. "It brings people together."
Marshall frowned softly at Fionna, trying to see where she was coming from. Christmas had only always been boring to him. No one came to visit him and the only person he'd ever go see himself was Ice Queen or…well…Fionna. No one gave him presents and the only person he'd give a present to was also…Fionna. Marshall shook his head slightly and floated back up toward the ceiling and went around in a circle. "I don't get you Fionna." He admitted, putting his hands behind his head.
Fionna snorted softly and looked up at him. "That doesn't surprise me. By the way, what are you doing here?"
Marshall looked down at her before looking away nonchalantly. "I was bored."
I wanted to see you.
Fionna snorted at him again before sitting on the couch. "Well I'm not gonna entertain you." She said and pointed her nose in the air.
Marshall floated down and sat beside her on the couch. "My dear Fionna, you always entertain me." He grinned at her, flashing his fangs.
Fionna rolled her eyes at him and propped her elbows on her knees and rested her chin on her hands. "Whatever." She muttered.
"Oh come on Fionna, don't be that way. After all you are in love with me. You should be happier that I'm here." Marshall teased.
Fionna's face turned a bright red as her head whipped around to look at him. "Whatever! You have an ego bigger than a gumball guardian, you know that?" She hissed at him.
Marshall looked proud as his raised his chin, smiling. "Why yes, yes I do. You're the one who's in denial."
Fionna growled at him. "I am not in denial!" She snapped.
Marshall grinned at her and pushed her down on the couch, hovering over her while he pinned her hands over her head. "Really? You're gonna try and tell me you don't like me being here?" He asked and leaned closer to her, lowering his body weight down on her, one of his knees forcing her legs apart. Fionna blushed deeper, staring at him with wide eyes.
"Marshall, get off of me!" She snapped when she finally got over the shock. She trashed a bout under him but his greater strength stopped her from moving very much. She stopped after a while and panted softly from the exertion.
Marshall laughed and tilted his head at her, his black hair falling slightly. "Admit you love me and I'll get off you." He countered her. Fionna's blush intensified, the color even moving down her neck and disappearing under the collar of her shirt.
Fionna started thrashing again, still to no avail. "Get off me! You're just messing with my head again you jerk!" She yelled, surprising Marshall slightly.
Marshall frowned slightly and let go of Fionna's wrists and floated up and away from her. "Sorry, sorry. I was only kidding." He said and laughed lightly. He grabbed his jacket and scarf. "Thanks for the entertainment, Fi. See ya later." He said before floating out of the window he'd entered.
"I'm not sorry." Marshall muttered to himself while he flew away from Fionna's tree. He glanced back and caught a sight of Fionna closing the window and watching him fly away into the night. "I want you to want to be together with me." Marshall sighed heavily before looking ahead.
I want you to be with me this Christmas.
So? What do you all think of the beginning of this story? Did you like it? Hate it? Want to read more? Want me to burn in hell?
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-Kat ㅇㅅㅇ