"The cats are like the birds, Bonni. I think they're here to be helpful or some junk!"
If either of them knew just how much it took for Marceline to get those two sentences out they would have no option but to quarantine her for epic poo brain. She was seriously feeling out of sorts, suddenly dealing with a streak of guilt. Guilt over what? There were a few things, yeah. A few things that she'd rather not let on to, no way! She cleared her throat, maybe too loudly, her business with the food done and was cleaning her nails as she as she could without getting a lot of ick on her clothes.
"They're not those kind of cats, nah! Don't freak yourself out remembering that weird stuff your old man used to say! Yeah, yeah! Stop worrying about the sun, Bonni!"
Now that was a topic that wouldn't be so weird to talk about, Father's being wrong! No wait, never mind that. There was a not so subtle difference between a conversation and a rant, something that Marceline was still learning. Too lost in her thoughts she didn't have full control of herself. Rather than her usual mocking laughter the vampire Queen gave a soft chuckle. Really? Bonnibel afraid of those silly night time stories? It reminded her of when she was small and still ate up every scary story she was told. She was lucky to have had Hambo to see it through it. Of all the things to think about right now, she was thinking of Hambo! He was small, warm, soft and her's! Hugging Hambo had a way of making everything bad take a hike. Funny, her arms had started to tickle and tingle again the more she thought about it. "Marcellus?!"
For once she caught on, rather than plowing through and making matters worse. Not in the mood to keep thinking strange thoughts she leapt to her feet, moving into a sweeping bow. If things got too somber they would all be crying into their sleeping bags, which would be super embarrassing.
"I, Marcellus, think it is uncool of you to call me a butt! For that, Prince Bubblegum, I challenge you! For it takes a butt to know a butt!"
Man, talking like a brainload was hard stuff! Speaking of Brainlords, it was almost weird to see PB acting out and being funny! Bubblegum wasn't the only one feeling a bit weird in that moment. Sure, it was all in good fun! They were just trying to lighten things up! But the feeling that snaked it's way along her arms and up and down her spine told her otherwise. This felt wrong, out of place. But being as thick headed as she was, Marceline pushed forward, dancing where she stood. "A challenge at the royal ball! With the golden haired Adventurer to call the winner! What the what!? I..I don't look weird at all man!"
Oh snap, not there! Any place but there! At being poked Marceline totally cracked up, to the point of giving a loud snort.Once the 'wrong' melted away Marceline laughed long and hard, tears forming in the very corner of her eyes. Really, all the worrying and being afraid stuff was dirt balls! She spun a few times behind Fionna, singing and humming as loud as she could muster! There was something in hearing the other girls laugh that washed away the fear and made the night less dark! Even if they were doing their best to worry alone, they weren't alone. They could worry and ache silently; however, that wouldn't be allowed to last long. In being together they had a little piece of Ooo with them that couldn't be taken away! Falling onto her butt MarMar kept laughing only to stop. She watched Princess Bubblegum attack the fish in quiet awe. They hadn't been out of Ooo for longer than a day and she was seeing an entirely different woman than the one she thought she knew.
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If either of them knew just how much it took for Marceline to get those two sentences out they would have no option but to quarantine her for epic poo brain. She was seriously feeling out of sorts, suddenly dealing with a streak of guilt. Guilt over what? There were a few things, yeah. A few things that she'd rather not let on to, no way! She cleared her throat, maybe too loudly, her business with the food done and was cleaning her nails as she as she could without getting a lot of ick on her clothes.
"They're not those kind of cats, nah! Don't freak yourself out remembering that weird stuff your old man used to say! Yeah, yeah! Stop worrying about the sun, Bonni!"
Now that was a topic that wouldn't be so weird to talk about, Father's being wrong! No wait, never mind that. There was a not so subtle difference between a conversation and a rant, something that Marceline was still learning. Too lost in her thoughts she didn't have full control of herself. Rather than her usual mocking laughter the vampire Queen gave a soft chuckle. Really? Bonnibel afraid of those silly night time stories? It reminded her of when she was small and still ate up every scary story she was told. She was lucky to have had Hambo to see it through it. Of all the things to think about right now, she was thinking of Hambo! He was small, warm, soft and her's! Hugging Hambo had a way of making everything bad take a hike. Funny, her arms had started to tickle and tingle again the more she thought about it.
"Marcellus?!"
For once she caught on, rather than plowing through and making matters worse. Not in the mood to keep thinking strange thoughts she leapt to her feet, moving into a sweeping bow. If things got too somber they would all be crying into their sleeping bags, which would be super embarrassing.
"I, Marcellus, think it is uncool of you to call me a butt! For that, Prince Bubblegum, I challenge you! For it takes a butt to know a butt!"
Man, talking like a brainload was hard stuff! Speaking of Brainlords, it was almost weird to see PB acting out and being funny! Bubblegum wasn't the only one feeling a bit weird in that moment. Sure, it was all in good fun! They were just trying to lighten things up! But the feeling that snaked it's way along her arms and up and down her spine told her otherwise. This felt wrong, out of place. But being as thick headed as she was, Marceline pushed forward, dancing where she stood. "A challenge at the royal ball! With the golden haired Adventurer to call the winner! What the what!? I..I don't look weird at all man!"
Oh snap, not there! Any place but there! At being poked Marceline totally cracked up, to the point of giving a loud snort.Once the 'wrong' melted away Marceline laughed long and hard, tears forming in the very corner of her eyes. Really, all the worrying and being afraid stuff was dirt balls! She spun a few times behind Fionna, singing and humming as loud as she could muster! There was something in hearing the other girls laugh that washed away the fear and made the night less dark! Even if they were doing their best to worry alone, they weren't alone. They could worry and ache silently; however, that wouldn't be allowed to last long. In being together they had a little piece of Ooo with them that couldn't be taken away! Falling onto her butt MarMar kept laughing only to stop. She watched Princess Bubblegum attack the fish in quiet awe. They hadn't been out of Ooo for longer than a day and she was seeing an entirely different woman than the one she thought she knew.
"That was pretty crazy fun though.."
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