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In which Bonnibel gets pecked by birds

Jan 02, 2012 17:41

Characters: Princess Bubblegum, Marceline the Vampire Queen & Fionna the Human
Date: Backdated to the morning of December 22nd
Summary: Day breaks on the second day.
Warnings: None. Well, maybe a little language.
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In which Marceline nearly fries her own bacon! lost_moral_code January 3 2012, 04:23:01 UTC

It began and ended as a light, only slightly irritating, itch. An itch while Marceline scratched a few good times before rolling over. The itch was easy to ignore, especially given how she had fallen asleep the night before: Laying like a normal person, wedged in a tent with Bonnibel and Fionna. It could have been worse, she could have been sleeping in the snow with no way to maintain what little heat her body produced. Contrary to popular belief and media her kind weren't immune to the elements or lacked warmth. Warmth was just a fair weather friend, coming and going at it pleased. With the three of them sleeping side by side, wrapped in sleeping bags and draped in a blanket it was more than fairly cozy over night ( ... )

Re: In which Fionna...sleeps some more. fionna_time January 3 2012, 06:28:40 UTC

Fionna stirred slightly, grabbing at the blanket. She was a vigilant, steadfast and strong warrior and hero, ready to defend all in the nae of good and right...but right now? She needed sleep, and muttered, curling herself in a ball when she felt Marceline move, bringing the blanket all around her.

"Shut up Cake, I wanna sleep a little longer..."

In which Bonnibel gets dive bombed and speaks in German. royal_tarts January 3 2012, 07:00:43 UTC

And there came the sound of the birds! Bonni would never tire of this! It was just amazing to watch them swoop down in unison like that! Think of the timing and coordination that it must involve! A parasol in black and red, a sword sheathed in its scabbard, three sheets of rolled up parchment and an ordinary pen were dropped at her feet. And one of the blue jays flew out of the party just to dive bomb her again before leaving. Next time she would have to be sure to write up a list before hand, ow! Bonni picked up her deliveries and took the time to look them over ( ... )

In which Marceline closely resembles a trussed up sausage! lost_moral_code January 3 2012, 07:27:20 UTC

Dance, dance, dance! You have to dance, dance, dance! Or at least that was how things seemed as Marceline shuffled about, tucked beneath the sleeping bag. Marceline, usually a very graceful creature, was shuffling back and forth. Much to her annoyance the line she had flown was nothing short of a chaotic bee line. If the fire were still going she would really be in a world of trouble (and searing pain). Let us examine the scene, shall we?

She was out of her element and into the sun.
She was lacking any protection that could be at all called sufficient.
She was, thanks to her hair and the sleeping bag, very much unable to see or hear.
This plan, it really wasn't thought out too well was it?
NO!When levitation failed, which rarely ever happened, her only choice was to walk. Well, if she could walk that was! She was no better on her feet, her hair tangling about her ankles. Everything was working against her, making sure that she barely made it two feet away from the tent. At least in the space she was able to put between herself and ( ... )

Re: In which Marceline closely resembles a trussed up sausage! fionna_time January 3 2012, 07:37:00 UTC

"Ugh, FINE, Cake, I'll get up! Though when did you start talking all weird, man? Have you been taking lessons from Princess Bubble.."

OH YEAH.

Fionna's eyes instantly sprang open and she didn't just get up, she actually kipped up, which, considering the size of the tent, was probably one of the dumbest things she could have done. Now, instead of just coming out of the tent gracefully, the tent came down on top of her, and she was struggling to get out, groaning.

"Uh, guys? A little help?"

In which Bonnibel nearly drops a parasol on Marceline's head! royal_tarts January 3 2012, 08:14:18 UTC

"I'm calling you a ding dong, you ding dong! Seriously Marcy, what on Ooo were you even doing out here like that?! What am I going to do if you carelessly get roasted one of these days?" She was really ready to berate the poor girl some more, but quickly gave it up when she was thanked so timidly. Or maybe it was the nickname Bonbon, which she had a bit of a fondness for.

"You're totally and awesomely welcome Marzipan. Like I'd let you get all sunned up." She tried that one on as a counter to Bonbon. It, well it was cute if nothing else. Then she leaned down and took Marceline's hand, placed the parasol into it, and squeezed her fingers around it with a warm smile. "Here, this belongs to you now Marcy. It's about time I got you something in return for that shirt, right?" She hadn't retracted her hand yet and, well, it was kind of nice keeping it there. She could at least wait another second or two without it being weird and ( ... )

In which Marceline is as happy as a fire pup in lava! lost_moral_code January 3 2012, 21:13:50 UTC

Even if Bonnibel had unleashed a full lecture, Marceline would have taken it. Sure, not without some hissing and pretending that she had everything under control; however, she knew that she deserved any lecture she got since Bonni was totally right. It was not only ding dong but globbed the gloop up that Marceline had gone willy nilly out and into the sunlight! When the Princess didn't launch a full scale tactical attack on her stupid, Marcy just stood and furrowed her brow. "I wasn't planning on," ugh, what to say here?! "You weren't there when I woke up," that was a slightly better start, "-and Fi was still zonked. So I..."

One small word, one small strange new little word was all it took for Marceline to forget just what it was she was saying. Marzipan? So used to being called You Butt or Marcy it took her a little bit to realize that Peebles meant her. Marzipan, huh? What a cute nickname! No one had given her a cute nickname before! Sure, Ash called her MarMar but that was more of a literal pet name; after a while he only ever ( ... )

Re: In which Fionna doesn't say nearly as much as she should fionna_time January 3 2012, 22:45:44 UTC

So while they're having their own lecture, Fionna is still kicking and yelping, trying to get out of the tent. Sure, she felt a bit bad about wrecking it, but at the moment she's way more concerned about getting the nuts out of the thing.

"Guys even adventurers need help! Get me outta here!"

What was that about gifts?

In which Bonnibel pointlessly truncates a nickname, and finds a zipper. royal_tarts January 3 2012, 23:12:32 UTC

"Oh Marcy I told you I had to take care of some stuff! I needed to get you something so you could get out of the tent without looking like." She paused, trying to find a good analogy. "A trussed up sausage! And besides you probably would have gotten junked up on cabin fever sitting in there waiting if I'd woken you up before I left, silly." And I didn't want to make you uncomfortable after last night. And I thought you might need some space. And I needed to be alone to think about some stuff. And oh lemons was that water potable? Do you need to boil that junk before you drink it? ...And I never expected you to be worried about me."Mhm, we're totes even now Marzi." She followed up with an equally quiet voice, while truncating Marzipan to Marzi, which fit easily enough because of its phonetic similarity to her usual nickname of Marcy. Marzipan was powerfully cute, and she had to be careful with its use so as not to cheapen it. And then she gave Marceline a wink and that saucy grin was back. "Hmm, actually nope. Now you owe me for saving ( ... )

In which we learn why the food is called pigs in a blanket and not adventurers in a blanket. lost_moral_code January 4 2012, 09:01:26 UTC

"Yeah," The words dragged from between her pain, difficult but not in anyway painful or embarrassing to say. "It kind of slipped my mind or some junk," Had this been another place (OOO) or another time (last week) Marceline would have made a big scene about being told that she looked like a trussed up sausage! In the here and know it was not only a totally honest assessment but totally flipping funny. Her throat tight and dry from the chill that still hung in the air, Marcy gave a hoarse laugh. "It was my bad, BonBon." She badly wanted to add in Thank you for looking out for me; however, her tongue slammed into the roof of her mouth until the urge passed. If only the Vampire Queen knew that there was so much to teach Bonni about survival she would have balked and been in shock for a few days!

Never mind, the affection would do just well for putting Marceline in a state of JJ Flip, what the zip! From Marzipan to Marzi in a shot, in hushed tones no less! Yet again they had slipped into having a moment! "Y..yeah," She coughed as hard as ( ... )

Re: In which we learn why the food is called pigs in a blanket and not adventurers in a blanket. fionna_time January 4 2012, 12:50:31 UTC

Finally FINALLY Fionna was able to get out of the blasted tent. She looked more than a little bewildered, and was more then embarrassed to says she had totes forgotten that the three of them were in a tent to begin with. In an attempt to at least earn herself some scrap of dignity with the girls, she stretched and adjusted her hat.

"I'm fine dudes," she said. "I'm just sorta used to charging out of bed with full energy and junk. I totes forgot we were still, you know, in a tent. Lemme go set it up and try to get all our stuff together. I'm real sorry."

She then noticed, aside from the fact there was a sort of adorable tension in the air, that Marceline seemed to have somehow acquired some shelter from the sun in the form of an umbrella.

"Oh neat dude, where did you..." Her voice trailed off when she saw it, there on the floor. The SWORD. "Oh, no way man! You got one!?"

She ran over to it, inspecting the detail, her eyes shining. "Wow!"

In which Bonnibel gets misty eyed over symmetry. royal_tarts January 5 2012, 07:43:45 UTC

"Oh plums Fionna, you startled us! Me. you startled me. And probably Marceline too, right Marceline?" Since when as there an 'us'? And what was that just then? She hadn't even meant for anything to happen, but there was indeed a...moment. A moment that ended a little too soon for her liking. That beautiful serene composure Bonni had worked up this morning was already starting to wear down, she was already feeling self conscious. This was going to be a long day. Oh right the sword! Thank Glob for the sword! Something else to think about!

"Mhm, and I totes paid for it dearly!" Bonni rolled back a sleeve, revealing a few bruises here and there along her arm. "The birds don't take too kindly to last minute additions, those massive...ly amazing wonderful creatures who are positively not butts!" She laughed nervously. Who knew if that jay was still lurking around, ready to swoop down and peck at her again for the slightest provocation. "But despite the terror from above I managed to get us all stuff that we totally needed. For Marcy the ( ... )

In which Marceline calls Bonnibel a brain lord, in a nice way! lost_moral_code January 5 2012, 08:06:27 UTC

Us? When and how was there an us? That was something to thank about, to chew on and to generally freak out over; however, Marceline just nodded in agreement. Hey, not like it wasn't true! There was something pretty jarring about a tent attempting to eat your friend whole! That strange moment had come and gone--Marcie wasn't sure how she felt about it in the aftermath however ( ... )

In which Fionna waves her sword around! fionna_time January 5 2012, 08:14:26 UTC

Fionna, at this point, had no choice but to go straight to Princess Bubblegum and give her a great big hug. What she never would have said to the Candy Princess was that it had in fact NOT been Prince Gumball that had given her the sword, it had been Ice Queen, but that didn't matter. The thought behind it, the idea that a Princess from another place had even thought to give her something this awesome actually made her very happy.

When releasing the Princess though, she did turn to the bluejays and say, "Guys, no more pecking at Princess Bubblegum, ok? She is one of the kindest, sweetest most awesome monarchs in forever, and you'll have to answer to me and Marcie if she ever gets hurt again, all right?"

Seriously, Fionna was more than happy with the gift, and showed Marceline how intricate it was. "Sure man, I'll get the cats to help fix it," she said, and then turned to look at Marceline's new parasol. "Oh man, this looks just as awesome as my sword! Sweet! Thanks so much, Princess!"

In which Bonnibel proves that she does not know how to set up a tent. royal_tarts January 5 2012, 23:04:35 UTC

Bonni happily accepted, and returned Fionna's hug. Being able to do something for her friends like this, and seeing them so happy with their presents made the whole ordeal with the jays worth it. "Oh Marcy, does having an appreciation for an abstraction of euclidean geometry into real world situations make me brainlord? Wait, cabbages I guess it does." This was a first! Marceline hadn't ever called her a brainlord in a nice way before! Usually it was said with about the same tone Bonni would use to call her a butt, or some other posterior related insult. Maybe their friendship was starting to mend itself after all, despite the bits of awkwardness? While contemplating that Bonni made her way to the tent and tried to get it set back up. It should be easy for some one with her knowledge of physics and geometry, right? Well it wasn't. The thing was heavier than she expected, and it didn't at all want to stay steady or move in the ways she wanted it to ( ... )

In which Marceline wonders if it is possible to rain check payback? lost_moral_code January 6 2012, 05:53:54 UTC

BonBon had really out done herself! When she had told Marceline that she had business to attend to, Marcie hadn't expected anything to this level! Then again, the Bubblegum Princess was a quick study and typically even quicker to action usually. Resourceful, yeah that was the word! "It does," she laughed with a shake of her head, "-but you wouldn't be you if you weren't totally a brain lord!" There were a whole lot of firsts going on, weren't there? Maybe things were looking up and specifics of the past were finally becoming water under the proverbial bridge?

So lost in admiring Fionna's new sword, Marceline was rather relaxed in her manner and didn't keep herself at the usual emotional arm's length. Even if they were tarnished by time and use the gems were still some of the most brilliant that Marcie had seen in a very long time!

"Hey, what now?!" But not so far gone that she missed the whole of the conversation, "-pay back?!" By that point the tent weebled, wobbled and fell right down. Okay, so that was really funny and all the ( ... )

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