The Choices I Have To Make

Chapter 17

Fionna's P.O.V

As Marshall Lee and I walk up to the tree house Cake is already inside. We walk into see Cake grabbing her instrument and stuffing a lot of junk in a bag. I climb up the stairs and into my bedroom to empty my backpack and stuff more junk into my green backpack.

I come down stairs to see Cake grabbing her bag from the air. What? How is that even possible?

"Marshall Lee! Stop it! Give me it," Cake exclaims.

Marshall Lee reappears and lets go of the bag.

"Ouch," Cake says as she hits her head.

"Ok, you got what you want," he said smiling.

"Marshall Lee! Knock it off. We have other things to worry about!" I yell.

He puts his feet on the ground and says," Fine."

Marshall Lee, Cake, I head out the door to the Candy Kingdom. I could see the top of the pink castle as it got darker. Since the sun wasn't out Marshall Lee didn't burn up from the sun. Thank Glob. We don't have to worry about that problem yet. Cake forms into a larger form of her normal self and I hop onto her back. She offers Marshall Lee a ride, but doesn't want to get on her back.

"Suit yourself," she said.

Cake starts running toward the castle, her short brown gold, white fur gets pushed back from the wind. Marshall Lee is side by side with us as we make our way into the Candy Kingdom.

"Get in my backpack Marshall Lee," I order.

"I don't take orders from a girl," he says.

I raise my eyebrow and ask," Oh, really?"

"Break it up you two!" Cake exclaims.

"Fine," we both say.

Marshall Lee shrinks himself and goes into my backpack.

Fionna's P.O.V

Cake and I walk into the room where I am sleeping in and check it out. The room is very pink, so much pink. Everything is pink, the bed sheets, the wall, but that's the color of a lot of Candy, I told myself. Cake goes into her room and checks it out. Marshall Lee gets out of my light green backpack and stretched.

"Ha, nice room ya got here," he said," Very girly."

"Yeah," I said.

Cake comes into the room and says," We need to get some rest, go to sleep Fionna. Marshall Lee, you will stay in my room and you will stay there. Ok?"

"Whatever," he says as he walks into Cake's room.

"Look Fionna, I don't know what's going on, but I am going to keep him in my room just in case," she said.

"Cake I would never! Cake you know me. I don't like him," I said feeling my checks turning red.

"Yeah, ok. Good night Fionna," she says winking.

Cake shuts the door and I fall into my bed. I take off my shirt and pants and I look for my orange sleeping bag. I must have forgot it at the house so I change into more comfortable clothes. As I lay in my bed I think about the choices I have made. Like Marshall Lee and I kissing and not telling Gumball what I really knew. What am I going to do? I laid there staring up at the pink ceiling. It felt like hours when I stared at the ceiling. I couldn't sleep, but I needed to. My mind was racing, I couldn't even sleep.

Then I heard a knock on the door.