Fiolee .8

  I see Gumball back away-Looking terrified. What is Marshall doing here anyway...? ML holds his umbrella and turns around, directly staring at me. I awkwardly blush. He gives me a warning look and grabs my left wrist tightly, flicking my in the forehead with his other hand.

"Ouch!" I say.
"Bad bunny!" Marshall says with an angry expression. "As for you," He says turning to PG, "Let's just say, If you attempt that again, I'll shove my foot up your prissy pink butt." He says gripping my wrist.

  Marshall drags me forward, and I feel another hand on my other arm! I look behind and see Gumball is gripping my right arm! Marshall flinches and hisses at PG. What the fudge do I do?! I give Gumball a sad look, and he let's go. Marshall starts to walk with such a tight grip on me, I think he's cutting off my blood circulation. We walk to the tree house without a word spoken.

  I get loose of Marshall's clench, and quickly climb up to my room. Marshall follows me up and gives me a mean look. I lay down in my bed. He crouches down beside me, and runs his fingers through the locks of hair I keep out of my hat.

"Why were you with Gumball?" He says calmly.
"I didn't bring him with me," I say, "I got a little mad, and ran off..."
"Then he caught up with you?" He finishes off.

  I nod. After some explaining, about how I slapped PG 'n stuff, we hear rumbling downstairs. We hurry down, and see-CAKE?!?! She's all dirty, and cut up!

"Cake!!!" I scream and hug her tightly.
"Fi! Fi!" She says, wincing.
"Oh My Glob! Sorry." I say tearing up.
"Fionna..." She says calming me down.
"Cake, who could have done this to you?!" I say not bothering to look at Marshall. Something laughs behind Cake. I look up and see-

  "...Ashley..." Marshall says.