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"C'mon Fionna! I know you can keep up, unless you're too tired from today," Marshall Lee said tauntingly as he ran deeper into the forest.

It was just a regular day for Marshall Lee and Fionna. It was nearing midnight, and they had fought against about 15 love heart mutants Prince Gumball had accidently created in his laboratory. He was trying to make new Valentines themed candy. Thankfully, the candy mutants were easily defeated by the dynamic duo.

The sky was cloudy; the moon glow was hardly present against all the clouds. As the night grew colder, Fionna's breath made ghosts in the air.

Fionna pushed a lock of her light blonde hair out of her eyes to get a better look on where she was. They were running to Marshall's house, but she'd never been through this part of the forest before. The sound of sticks breaking came from behind her, and she nervously spun around. Doing so, her foot got caught in the root of a tree and she fell, twisting her ankle.

"Ow!" she yelped, gently touching her ankle, which was now throbbing with pain.

"Marshaaaaalll, if this is your idea of a joke it's not funny!" Fionna sighed, looking around, with Marshall nowhere to be found.

He always does this, she thought. We'll be having a great day, and then he'll go and ruin it by being … by being Marshall.

Pulling herself up she wiped off the debris on her blue shirt, which was beyond soiled now. As she turned around to walk Marshall was there, floating carelessly in the air.

He leaned forward and kissed Fionna lightly on her nose.

"Babe, you're always getting yourself into trouble," he said looking at her lovingly.

Pushing him away, Fionna blushed. "Marshall! You really lumping scared me," she said, her face a burning red.

Holding out his hand, his brown eyes burned into her innocent blues.

"Let's take the easy way home alright?" he asked. Huffing, Fionna reluctantly grabbed his hand and Marshall flew them home.

As they flew over the woods, nearing Marshall's house, Fionna snuggled close in the nook of Marshall's neck. They acted like they were together sometimes, but Marshall usually meant it in a flirtatious way. Little did he know she took it for more than that.

Reaching his house Marshall flew down. A light in his kitchen was already on.

"Huh, I don't remember leaving that light on," he proclaimed, scratching his head.

Fionna grabbed a nearby stick on the ground, and walked slowly towards the door. Making a shhh sign to her lips, she pantomimed walked into the house and hitting whoever might be inside. His eyes growing large, Marshall nodded.

They slowly opened the door, and crept inside. The floorboards in the kitchen creaked, and at this moment the two jumped into the kitchen screaming.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHhhhhhhhhhhh hhhhhhhhhhhhh," Marshall and Fionna screamed, their sticks high in the air.

"Uhm, hello," the intruder said awkwardly.

Marshall and Fionna sticks dropped to the ground as they looked from each other to the intruder.

It was… the Ice Queen.