It was a rainy and windy night across the land of Ooo. Everyone in the land had fallen asleep save for a couple of nocturnal creatures. Among these creatures was Marceline the Vampire Queen. She'd been hiding in her house for the past week ever since her awkward encounter with her human friend. She had her face buried underneath several layers of blankets, wrapping herself up tightly.

During these last couple of years, she had taken a liking to a certain human. He'd grown up from a scrawny teenager to a much more mature and lovely young adult. She always thought that she'd see him as the awkward little boy she met all those years ago, but as he aged he became something different to her. He became something more.

When the boy reached eighteen a couple of months ago, he got much taller and his voice began to deepen. She didn't really know how to react to the fact that she was crushing on the boy so she eventually began to blow him off. As much as she hated to do it, she felt that her crush would pass and when it did, she would make it up to Finn. The only problem was that Finn would always want to hang out with her or he would want to know what she had been up to. She didn't have any way to get away from him. Not that she wanted to, oh god she wanted him to stay with her and never leave, but she couldn't risk falling in love. Not again.

Finn was a simple kind of guy. The only thing that had ever troubled him in his simple life was his love life. He had a tendency for falling in love with women who were more.. shall we say more difficult to be with. He didn't mean to do it. It would just happened. It was funny to him though. The hero of Ooo, paragon of good, warrior of warriors was no match against his heart.

He didn't mind that his heart would win over logic and reason, but he was always worried to whom his heart would lead him to and based off his past relationships, he had a very good reason to be.

That was why he was pacing around his room at three in the morning and smacking his head. His heart had led him on to another girl. Not just any kind of girl, a special kind of girl. More specifically his best friend, Marceline. It had developed over the years as he got to know her more. But his crush had stricken him more severely at the age of eighteen. That was when he began noticing more of her features. The way that her silky black hair fell gently upon her shoulders or how her crimson eyes glimmered when he was around. He tried time and time again to tell her what exactly what he was feeling but never mustered up enough courage to tell her. He would bother her more than what he usually did just so he could have an opportunity to confess.

So here he was wandering around his room hoping to find the courage to tell her. Little did he know that she had felt the same thing.

Marceline unwrapped herself from her blankets and floated on to her restroom. She tried looking into her mirror to see her reflection but saw nothing.

"Oh yeah. I'm a vampire." She told herself sleepily

She then grabbed her hair and put it into a ponytail. She looked down and saw she was only wearing a bra and panties.

"Who am I impressing? I'm gonna go put some real clothes on." She said as she left her bathroom and closed the door behind her.

"What am I gonna do?" Finn said as he ran his hands through his hair

Finn's anxiousness was steadily increasing as he paced around the treehouse. He was looking for an excuse to go and tell Marceline how he felt but couldn't find one. Then he began to imagine what would happen if someone else asked her out and if she said yes. He unintentionally made himself extremely jealous but confident as well. So it was then and there that he decided that he was going to march over to Marceline's house and tell her how he felt before somebody else did. Even if there was pretty much no one else.

Finn busted out of his room and walked downstairs.

"I'm gonna tell her how I feel. I'm gonna tell her." He repeated as he threw on a plain white shirt

He put some blue jeans on and put on brown boots. He walked over to his sofa and picked up his white and blue zip up hoodie that Raggedy Princess made for him. (It had his signature bear hat attached on to it as well.)

"I'm gonna do it. The worst thing she could say is "no"." Were the last words to echo through the house before Finn opened the door and left.

Marceline floated around her house aimlessly. She couldn't shake the feeling that she had in her stomach. She could feel her brain and heart disagreeing with each other. Her heart was telling her to just tell Finn about how she felt for him while her brain was telling her to think about the long run. He was human and had an expiration date. Her feelings were being torn apart and all she could do was just suffer in silence. Then there was a knock on her front door.

Finn had walked for the past thirty minutes. He was somewhat drenched by the downpour of rain. His hair was wet and hanging on to his face. As he got closer to Marceline's home, he could feel his nervousness grow.

"What am I gonna tell her? "Oh, Marceline I really enjoy your hot bod now let's smooch."" He said to himself

Finn rubbed his arms nervously as he neared the entrance to Marceline's cave. He pulled a potion out of his pocket and opened it. He poured the contents of the potion into his mouth and drank it. He felt his body temperature drop sharply as a cold sensation filled the inside of his body. He looked towards the body of water that led towards Marceline's house and pointed his hand to it. A beam of ice came from his hand and froze the water. He made an ice pathway up to Marceline's front lawn. He brought his left foot forward and inspected the steadiness of the pathway. It didn't crack in the slightest. So he began his way down to Marceline's front door.

"This is it, Finn. Showtime." He whispered to himself

He then took in a deep breath and walked up the steps to her house and knocked on the front door.