Hey guys, Sarah here. This is my first fanfiction ever. I got the guts to write one up ever since I started shipping Fiolee. (one of the best ships ever) I hope you guys like it, because I tried really hard on it. Especially to hit the characters spot on. Editing took a while, but I hope I got everything. I have confidence in this story, and I just pray the readers enjoy it.

So here goes nothing. Woo hoo! Chapter one! c:

Chapter 1

"I got this one!" Yelled Fionna who was creeping behind a pixie; trying to get her last catch of the night. Her companion, tall, dark and handsome hovered only a few inches off the ground and watched.

Fionna watched the pixie, waiting for the right moment to pounce. The little thing had just landed by a group of mushrooms; completely distracted and minding her business. Feeling that it was the right time, Fionna made her move and thrust forward. But the pixie felt the oncoming attack and fluttered away, leaving Fionna face first in the dirt.

The mysterious figure that was spectating the encounter, couldn't help but laugh hysterically at Fionna's face full of dirt.

"Marshall! That isn't funny!" Fionna whined, her face had little blots of dirt on it and little pieces of grass stuck on her white bunny hat.

Marshall Lee the Vampire King, tried to contain his laughter and floated towards the girl, helping her get back on her feet. "Oh yes, yes it was."

Fionna sent him a glare, and just as she was going to say something there was a crack of thunder and an immediate downpour of rain.

"Great! JUST GREAT!" The girl yelled. "Now I'm dirty and wet!"

The vampire chuckled and picked up Fionna bridal style, "My place is the closest. You can dry off there, even though it'd be funnier to just leave you like this."

Fionna grumbled, "Just go already."

The downpour of rain echoed loudly inside the cave, sending chills down Fionna's spine. Soon enough they entered Marshall's house, it unlocked as usual because who in their right mind would break into the Vampire King's house?

Marshall set Fionna down in his living room, "I'll get you something to wear until your clothes dry. In the meantime, good luck with trying to wash off your hideous face." And with a smirk he floated up the ladder and into his room, leaving Fionna grumbling to herself as she made her way to the bathroom.

The bunny eared adventuress looked at herself in the mirror. She did look like a mess.

Jeez I look like a troll. She thought. And she would know seeing the numerous battles she's fought with the giant hideous creatures. She looked around for a wash cloth and found one, folded neatly in one of the little shelves next to the mirror. It didn't seem like it's ever been used. Too bad it'll look revolting after she's done with it.

She took the cloth, wet it, and began to rub her face. The cloth felt extremely soft against her skin, similar to her old baby blanket that Cake keeps in the closet.

Fionna made sure that she got every spec of dirt off of her face and all she just wanted to do was keep using the cloth. Once she was done, she remembered her hat. Oh no, my hat. It was in pretty bad shape. Dirt, grass, small grass stains and tiny pieces of sticks covered the hat.

"I should just take it off and leave it for Cake. I know she'll do a better job at cleaning it than me." Pouting, she took off her bunny hat and let her luscious blond hair flow down her back.

Marshall Lee looked in his closet trying to find something for Fionna to wear. As he continued looking into his walk in closet, he realized that there wasn't really much in there. He searched through everything but came up empty-handed.

"She can just wear one of my shirts. I don't really care anyway." He said to himself as he snatched one of his red plaid shirts from the plastic hanger and spotted a white wife beater tank. "Not just gonna let her wear my shirt and nothing else to cover herself". He shook the thought out of his head and looked around for some bottoms for his little friend. He checked his bottom drawer and found some black shorts. "Seems like Ashley left this here." he said plainly about his ex. "Well as long as it helps Fionna." he grabbed the shorts, shirt and tank and floated back down stairs.

"Hey Fi, I gotcha something to wear." The boy said, and threw the garments at the girl. Fionna caught the clothes and sighed.

"It took yah long enough; I thought I was going to die of hypothermia." She inspected the clothes and gave her vampire friend a sincere smile. "Thanks Marshy. But uh…can you turn around?" She asked him shyly, making a small circle motion with her index finger.

"Oh yeah sorry." Marshall responded, embarrassed. He spun on his heel and waited for Fionna to finish changing. Trying not to imagine what was going on behind him. "Face looks better" he teased.

Fionna scoffed. "Thanks for that compliment. I'm done." She told him. Marshall spun around and looked at the girl. Her hair flowed perfectly down her body, framing her face with perfection, her feminine body looking so small in his shirt. The long sleeves of the shirt were slumping down, almost covering her hands. She looked comfortable though, and he couldn't help but not look at her. Not to mention with those shorts on.

"What?" Fionna asked, looking at Marshall. "Is there something in my hair?" She worried, searching through her long blond locks.

"No, no, nothing. It's nothing." Marshall responded, embarrassed. If he could blush, he'd be as red as the shirt Fionna was wearing. He floated towards the kitchen and looked in the fridge. "Want something?" he asked Fionna.

"What do you got?" She inquired.

"Strawberries, punch, raspberries… yah know red stuff."

"Uh… Strawberries." said Fionna cheerfully.

Marshall Lee took the strawberries out of the fridge and floated towards the couch and hand Fionna the fruit. He grabbed his axe bass and sat down on the couch.

Fionna took the berries and began to take little bites. She wasn't much of a sloppy, quick eater. And the strawberries Marshall had were always bigger than normal so she had to nibble.

"Catch." Fionna said when Marshall looked up ready for the pass. Fionna threw the berry and it landed in his right hand. He stuck his sharp tooth into it and sucked the red out of the fruit.

"Still want it?" He asked Fionna, holding the now grey strawberry in his hand.

"Sure why not." She answered. The vampire tossed the strawberry back to Fionna and she took a bite into it. Grey strawberries weren't really different from red strawberries; just less juicy.

Marshall began to strum on the bass and play a few chords, his eyes closed and he looked peaceful. Fionna couldn't look away. He's such a softy. She thought. 'Well at least he is with me.' She smiled, knowing Marshall could act like himself with her. And she could act like herself with him. There was a thick strand of trust between these two, and nothing could rip it apart. It's been four, almost five years of knowing each other. Fionna was only thirteen when she met Marshall, and Marshall was 1,000 years old stuck as an eighteen year old for eternity. Fionna, now seventeen, did change a least a little bit. She was less immature, but she was still an adventurer. She was still sort of naive, but that will never change. However, she still had a heart of gold.

Marshall hummed a melody to himself, and Fionna listened. She set the strawberries down on the table next to the couch and laid her head on the cushiony back part of it; huddled in the far corner, now warmed up in Marshall Lee's attire. It smelt like mint, and she liked mint. So she obviously didn't mind being wrapped in his shirt.

The Vampire King knew Fionna was watching him, and so he began to play a something.

"It's just you and me

In a world full of disasters

But that's where I'd rather be, as long as you're beside me

I couldn't face this place without you

Fionna..."

He fluttered his eyes open and he saw his adventuress blushing. He smiled, and moved closer to her. He moved the hair out of her face and could feel the warmth of her cheeks. Fionna was in awe, not knowing how to react; all she could do was look into his eyes.

Marshall moved in closer, and placed his hands gently on Fiona's cheeks and leaned in.

Alrighty so this is the end of the first chapter. I thought it was great with and eight (ya know gr8) c: But I want to hear from you guys! Please review it and give me some constructive criticism! Greatly appreciated, and thanks for reading!

-xoxo