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Fiolee Fanfic Chapter Thirty-ThreeFionna's POV
We had agreed to meet up at her house. Her parents were away and Marcus had to work. I wanted to be alone with her so that the least people knew as possible. I walked down to her house as fast as I could. Dad offered me a lift but I needed a walk to clear my mind. At least a little bit. I changed into some comfortable clothes and walked out the house.
I arrived at the small green cottage. You could see the tree-house over towering the fairly big building. She had grown up with her sister in there but her sister had long moved out. She invited me in and put the kettle on. I watched her work as quick as she could, noticing the urgency flowing out from me. She set down two cups of tea and a plate of biscuits before sitting down.
"Well?" I stared at the biscuits not quite realising she spoke. I looked up.
"Marshall's gone." I could feel the tears welling up in my eyes.
"What do you mean gone? Is he moving?" her hands were around her tea cup as were mine.
"No. I mean he literal
Fiolee Fanfic Chapter Thirty-TwoFionna's POV
Rain started to fall as I walk slowly back to my house. Every step hurt my aching heart. I had no idea what to do but I knew I just couldn't leave Marshall. I loved him too much. I got back inside the house, closing the door slightly.
"Everything alright?" I heard Dad start to get off the couch.
"Yeah. He just had to get back quickly." I spoke through gritted teeth before I walked straight past him and to my room. I hadn't noticed how cold it was. I glanced over at the mirror on the way up the stairs. How had I gone out like this? My nose was red and I only had slinky clothes on.
I closed the door behind me and slid down to the floor, clutching my knees and sobbing. Today's early events constantly replayed over in my mind. Marshall kissing Ashley. Marshall not having a clue who I was. How his mother looked.
"I'm not brainwashed." The words came into my mind. Was there a way to undo the brainwash? Was there a way to get to Marshall? To get my vampire back? I ran over to my
Fiolee Fanfic Chapter Thirty-OneFionna's POV
So apparently Dad gave Marshall 'the talk'. A little disturbing. Okay, very disturbing. No wonder Marshall is very polite around him. I was very surprised to wake up in my own bed. Without Marshall watching me. I sat up concerned.
"Marshall?" I called hoping he would rush into the door. I waited a few seconds. No reply. I hurried out of bed and popped on my bunny slippers and dressing gown. I went down the stairs and saw Dad on the couch.
"Dad have you seen Marshall?" I tried to sound calm but he could see the urgency in my eyes.
"Yes, he was just walking out the door." He smiled but I wasn't. I sprinted out the door and down the street. I didn't even care that I was still in my pyjamas.
"MARSHALL!" I screamed as I ran. I was quickly running out of breath when I saw a dark haired boy wearing jeans. Marshall. I used up my energy to run in front of him. Perhaps he just hadn't heard me? I stopped in front of him. Thankfully it was Marshall. He didn't seem to recognise me thou
Fiolee Fanfic Chapter ThirtyFionna's POV
I was genuinely scared when we got to Marshall's house. Turns out Marshall's parents were getting up to a little business. In my bed. Marshall was not happy. He flicked the lights on which didn't help anything. I heard hisses from the bed.
"What the hell are you doing?" We stood outside the room, giving them some time to get dressed. This was pretty disturbing for me and they weren't even my parents. I glanced over to Marshall. He was blushing like crazy. He smiled at me though and squeezed my hand, which was still in his. He leaned against the wall, waiting for his parents. I could breeze went through the house so I snuggled up to him. I heard him chuckle a little bit as he ruffled my hair. I gave him a frowny face which didn't help the situation.
A few minutes later his parent came out from the room. Marshall repeated his question.
"What the hell are you doing?" His parents didn't really know what to say I guess. His mom wore a purple dress which matched her dark hair. T
Fiolee Fanfic Chapter Twenty-NineFionna's POV
I saw a pink haired boy leaning against a tree. Like he was waiting for someone. I knew instantly it was Roy.
"Yeah, it's me Fionna." He seemed to be laughing to himself. I looked at Marshall but he just shrugged his shoulders and gripped my hand harder in his. Roy seemed to notice this.
"Oh, so it's seems you are an item now then?" He only looks at me.
"Er yeah. I guess we are." What was he doing here?
"Well. Did you know that he is a vampire?" It seemed this was all planned out so I gasped sarcastically.
"Actually, yeah I did." He looked at me in disbelief.
"And you're still with him?" His mouth was left open in shock.
"Well yeah. I love Marshall." I glanced up to him. "And I don't care that he is a vampire. It's actually pretty cool." Marshall let go of my hand and hugged me protectively. I could see anger boiling in Roy's eyes.
"So if that's all you wanted to say, I suggest you should leave now." I heard a growl appearing in Marshall's throat as he spoke.
"Oh no, you'r
Fiolee Fanfic Chapter Twenty-EightFionna's POV
As promised Marshall took me on an adventure I would never forget. No it's not what you're thinking. I am still innocent, we didn't get up to anything rude! He took me out for lunch (flying me there of course). He didn't eat but I saved him some strawberries from my cake which he was glad about. We talked about lots of things and we laughed so much!
After he paid the bill (he refused to let me pay) he took me for a walk amongst the trees in the forest. It was so peaceful! He had an umbrella to shelter us, which I was also glad about it was so hot and not just because I was standing next to the most gorgeous looking guy ever! It was weird to say that as his skin was so cold.
"What?" I hadn't noticed that I was just casually smiling at him. He looked pretty self conscious. I looked away.
"Nothing." I heard his smirk.
"You know, you are a little strange sometimes." I punched his shoulder lightly as I looked up at him again.
"What strange for loving a vampire?" His eyes
How It Began"God, your two o'clock is here."
"I have a two o'clock?"
"He's been here since 7:45. I figured it's only polite to... sir."
God sighed. "Fine, send him in."
While He waited God cleared His desk of papers and blueprints; no need for outsiders to see His plans. Soon enough the door to His office opened and God stood, smiled, held out a hand towards one of the two visitor's chairs.
"God! Great stuff you're doing in sector 2-7-0! Great stuff!"
The man's hands were clammy, his handshake limp. Rumpled suit, porkpie hat, briefcase... oh Jes-- oh dear, a salesman. God's smile slipped a little but He soldiered on gamely. With luck He could shoo the poor guy away in a few minutes.
"So, what can I do for you?"
The man sat, briefcase across his knees. "Sector 2-7-0! Everyone's talking about it! What do you call it? Man and merman?"
"Man and woman, actually. And thanks. But we're pretty busy around here, and..."
"Oh! Right! No time for the wicked, eh?" The salesman winked and popped his briefcase,
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