Adventure Time with Fionna and Marshall (Fiolee)

She runs her hand through my long blond hair that all hangs loose around my shoulders. I wipe my tears with my hat which lays limp in my hands. "My dear," she soothes, "don’t you see there is now no need for you up there, everyone will live on with you still, they will never know the difference."

I sniffle, "Why don’t you just hypnotize me or whatever you did last time to make me agree with you? What's with the fake care?" I criticize coldly.

She inhales sharply in impatience and lets it out slowly; taking a breath before continuing, "Well, Hon, after I was shattered, I lost most of my real power on putting me together and bringing you here. And can’t I just try to help you ease your aching bod through this transition and convince you this is what’s right?" She explains with a forced smile on her face.

"Why would I ever be okay with this? I wouldn’t have troubles without you around and you're just gonna use your power for evil which I will never stand for!" I defend. I stand up abruptly and march for the door; which then gets slammed in my face.

I pound my fists against the door, kick it, try to break it down with no success. "Oh, Fionna, you should've always known it would end like this, forgotten, used, pick a word because your time is up." I hear her hiss from behind me and then she leaps on my back, stabbing a dagger just behind my right shoulder blade. I scream as she leaps off, marveling at my blood glistening on the blade, "So pure, so powerful," she coos. She licks the length of one side of the blade, moaning in satisfaction. I stand with my back against the doors, watching her eyes widen and feeling a shift in the air. She laughs darkly, "Don't be scared Fionna, just think about it this way; this was your destiny all along, it’s just been delayed 21 years, building up till this moment." She smiles a crooked smile and I feel every muscle in my body go stiff and cold. "You were always owned by me, it's just time I reclaim what was always mine." With a twitch of her fingers the world goes dark.

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Marshall:

I roll over in bed, coming nose to nose with Fi, "Good morning," I whisper, kissing her on the forehead.

She smiles sweetly and wraps her arms around my neck, "I'm glad to be home." She pecks me on the lips before sliding out of bed to go wash up, leaving me alone staring at the ceiling as I hear the water turn on in the bathroom.

I let out a sigh, releasing all the tension that had built up the past few days. I missed having her scent around me, incasing me in her own natural perfume that just made everything right. I close my eyes and drift.

That's when it happened.

The ground shook violently under my feet; I could hear the house cracking from the vibrations. Fi rushes out of the bathroom, clothed but hair still wet, her eyes wild with confusion.

I dress in a flash and grab Fi's pack lying on the ground next to the bed. I nab her hand to lead her out when a slab of rock falls through the ceiling, just missing us by a foot. I quickly move to grab her around her waist instead, then fly us out of our house.

I fly us up and out into the cave crumbling around us. I dodge falling rocks, weaving in and out and through the storm of falling stone. I push to go faster, landing us on the ground right outside the cave; just in time to watch the whole thing cave in, our house: gone.

I glance away, knowing other things were more important at the moment. "You okay, Fi?" I ask, looking for any physical signs of harm.

She nods, "Yeah, I think so." I set her down and she brushes herself off. As I hand her her pack she looks up at me, but her eyes widen and focus on something behind me. "That's not okay..." she says slowly.