•Fionna•

Eventually, the knifestorm ends, and the second it does, Marshall immediately goes home. Finn tries to chase after him, but Marshall is just too fast, and for some reason, hellbent on getting away from Finn.

Maybe it's because of that stupid Truth or Dare game...? I honestly don't know. I mean, Finn was pestering him about possibly being into someone.

Of course, I had hoped more than anything that Marshall was into someone, and that someone was me.

But, unfortunately, Marshall stated Finn was wrong and he isn't interested in anyone. So, there goes that hope.

The morning after the knifestorm lets up, a lot of people are out, probably because they all have been cooped up inside their homes for several hours and now want some fresh air.

In fact, so do I. So, I take a trip to the Candy Kingdom to visit Bubblegum and Gumball.

When my visit is finished, I walk home after listening to Bubblegum and Gumball drone on and on about their supposed "major scientific breakthrough" (they're my friends, and I love them to death, but they are so boring some times) and, when they were explaining their theories, I had to fight the urge to curl up into a ball and take a nap.

Mainly because their droning ALMOST BORED ME INTO A COMA. That, and it confused me to no end.

So there I was, bored and confused, listening to my darling friends go on and on about the wonders of science. I honestly would've rather done anything else.

But, they're my friends, so that means I get the full package deal—even if it includes daily, terribly boring science lessons.

I'm approaching the last hill before I will reach the tree house when, suddenly, a voice calls out to me.

A voice I know all too well.

"Fionna!"

I freeze. My mind tells me to keep going, but my legs betray me, and I stand perfectly still.

Please don't be who I think it is! Please don't be who I think it is! Please don't be who I think it is! Please!

No matter how much I hope and plead, I know it's who I think it is.

Unfortunately, he jogs and catches up with me. "Fionna, wait!"

I turn to face him.

Flame Prince.

"What do you want, Flame Prince?" I ask, in no mood. "I thought I told you never to speak to me again."

Flame Prince groans. "Seriously, Fionna? You're still mad about that? That was almost two years ago! And, how many times do I have to apologize to you for that?! I made a mistake and I apologized!" he says.

I scowl. "Yeah! Then you made that exact same mistake again when I foolishly decided to give you a second chance! And then you made it yet again after I gave you yet another chance!" I'm so DONE with Flame Prince and his lying and cheating. Unfortunately, since I was a stupid girl in love, I decided to give him a second chance after he dumped me and another one after that; well, big surprise, HE BROKE MY HEART YET AGAIN.

The first time we broke up was when he dumped me as previously mentioned. He did it over a text without even explaining why. I was really hurt after that and spent a lot of time afterwards wondering why and how I wasn't enough for him.

Then, suddenly, not too long after he dumped me, he came to me with an apology and said he was stupid for dumping me. He proceeded to say he wanted me back and would do anything for my forgiveness. So, naturally, I forgave him and took him back, which was obviously a big mistake.

I realized what a big mistake taking him back was after Flame Princess discovered something terrible and told me about it: Flame Prince had been cheating and flirting with others girls behind my back. Flame Princess said he'd been doing it throughout most of our relationship. He was even cheating when he dumped me by text; Flame Princess found out he only dumped me because he was getting bored of me due to the fact that I wasn't sleeping with him. Of course, his infidelity and his "reason" for it devastated and angered me, so this time I dumped him.

After I dumped Flame Prince, he wouldn't leave me alone and he kept showing up wherever I was and he would beg me to get back together with him, and would repeatedly deny him. But he kept making advances and trying his best to seem sorry and romantic. Eventually, after awhile of trying to win me back, I caved and told him he could have one more chance with me. I also told him that if he screwed it up, I would be done with him forever. No more chances.

Well, obviously, he screwed it up royally by cheating on me once again. Apparently, he never stopped cheating on me. So I dumped the asshole yet again, but this time for the last time. And when he tried begging me to take him back again, I stood firm and stuck to my guns—he had his last chance and he blew it. Now he was going to face the consequences. I was done with him forever. He hurt me too many times, so I broke it off with him and never looked back. Since our last breakup, I've never been back with him nor have I ever wanted to be.

I long ago learned my lesson and I am officially done with him for good.

Apparently, he didn't get that memo despite how I thoroughly expressed it several times over since the final time I dumped him.

Flame Prince sighs. "Okay, fine, I did make the same mistake... many times. But that doesn't mean I don't love you, Fionna!" he says.

"Oh please! If you really loved me, you wouldn't have cheated on me! And you wouldn't have gone and flirted with every girl I knew—while you were dating ME!" I snap at him. He doesn't even know the definition of love and what it really is.

"But, Fionna, you and I are—"

"No, Flame Prince. Just no. I've told you time and time again that we're OVER. DONE. FINISHED. Why can't you get that through your thick skull? You had your chance with me—more than once—and you blew it! I don't want to get back together with you ever, and I don't want to talk to you! So, with all due respect, go away and leave me alone," I snap at him.

Then I turn away to start towards the tree house, but I am stopped when Flame Prince grabs my arm and doesn't let go.

It immediately starts to sting and burn. I struggle to break free.

"Flame Prince, stop it! You're burning my arm! Let go!" I shout, yanking and pulling away, trying to escape, but it's no use.

Flame Prince leans in real close to my face. "Fionna, you're mine. And I'm NOT going to let you go so easily. We belong together, and you know it. So, do us both a favor and stop pretending you hate me when you know you still love me. You belong to me." His eyes are burning into mine. He clearly isn't kidding.

I glare at him. "I belong to no one! And, after the way you treated me and betrayed my trust, I could NEVER love you. You broke my heart too many times. We're done. Now, let me go or I will scream," I say seriously.

Flame Prince just holds on to my arm tighter, causing it to sting even more. I wince, holding back tears.

Flame Prince glares at me. "You're not going anywhere."

"Is there a problem here?"

Flame Prince and I both turn our heads to see Marshall standing before us, gripping the handle of his umbrella like he's angry. I look into his eyes, and I can tell he actually is.

Flame Prince stands straight when he sees Marshall. "What's it to you, Vampire boy? There's nothing happening, and if there was, it's certainly NONE of your business."

Marshall glares at him. "Let go of her. Right now."

Flame Prince glares back. "Get bent," he snaps.

Oh brother.

Marshall scoffs, acting as if he heard Flame Prince wrong. "Excuse me? Did you just refuse an order from the Vampire King? You realize I can drink you dry, Hot Head, right?" It's clear Marshall is having a hard time controlling his temper.

Flame Prince is having the same problem. "And did you just tell me, the prince of the Fire Kingdom, what to do? You realize I can burn you to a crisp, Vampire boy, right?" His jaw clenches.

Suddenly, the burning on my arm grows more painful. I try to reel away. "O-Ouch!" I cry. I swear, he's about to burn my arm off!

Marshall's eyes narrow into angry slits and his fangs pop out; he's making his scary Vampire face. "LET GO OF HER RIGHT NOW. I'M NOT GOING TO SAY IT AGAIN," he hisses.

They have an intense stare-off for several seconds before Flame Prince growls at Marshall.

"You win this round, Abadeer. But this is far from over. Fionna is MINE and she will come back to me... eventually." Flame Prince reluctantly lets go of my arm, gives Marshall one last glare, and disappears, leaving behind a small group of flames.

I stare at the place where he used to be standing.

Marshall immediately rushes up to me. "Fionna! Are you okay?! Did he hurt you badly?! Because if he did, I'll—"

"Wow..." I mumble.

Marshall looks at me. "What?" he asks insistently.

I keep staring at where Flame Prince was standing. "I had no idea he could teleport... Although I really hate the guy, that's kind of freaking awesome..." I say.

Marshall keeps staring at me before he chuckles. "Yeah... freaking awesome."

I smile at him before I remember the stinging pain in my arm. I wince as I grab on to it.

Marshall looks down at my arm. "We need to get that treated; Cake probably has some ointment or bandages or something," he says.

I nod. "Yeah, you're right. It's really stinging..." I agree.

So, we make our way to the tree house, Marshall saying along the way how much he wants to hurt Flame Prince.

I have to admit, it's sorta pleasant to hear.

"... and remember, if he ever puts his hands on you again, Marceline and I will not hesitate to drink the bastard dry like grape soda, got it?" Marshall says as we arrive home.

I chuckle. "Got it."

"I'm serious, Fionna, it's not right that he thinks he can just put his hands on you willy-nilly! You're too good for him anyway."

I like this protective side of Marshall. "I got it. I won't let him touch me ever again," I say.

Marshall gives a satisfied nod. "Good!"