Title: Samson Strong

Pairing: Fiolee

Prompt: Samson Strong

Dedicated to: CT10698

"Whats your type, Fi?" Marshall asked one day, out of the blue. They were having a lazy day, playing video games and chilling out, telling the occasional joke. Fionna blushed lightly.

"M-my type?" She asked. She was pretty sure she understood what he was asking but she didn't want to guess and be wrong.

"Yeah, like, what kinda guys do you go for." he said nonchalantly. Well this was weird. Marshall never really brought up a topic and when he did, it was usually something like music or pranks.

"Well, I don't really have one?"

"Come on Fi. Everyone has a type. Just say whatever." he urged.

"Um, Okay. I guess it's nice when they are taller than me."

"Yeah?" he said with a grin. The girls blush spread a bit further on her cheeks.

"A-and strong. Also I like it when they are mostly shaped like a human."

"So like Samson Strong?"

"Y-yeah like- HEY, NO. Dude what the flip?" he chuckled and floated away from her flailing arms. Marshall was also all of those things, but he wouldn't point that out just now.