Fiolee ~ A Stolen Heart : Chapter 4

It had been a couple of months since the vampire king had first arrived. We had talked a lot and socialized. All the while I had taken a break from doing hero work to take care of him, even though Cake was perfectly capable. I didn't know what it was, but something drew me to him. Each day it had grown stronger. It was almost overpowering now. I  was spending practically my whole day by his side, only leaving him when he needed something, or I had to go to the bathroom. Sadly, his chest pains hadn't stopped, but he said the were far less painful now to my relief.

I woke up to an earthquake of a migraine. "Errrg" I moaned, clutching my head as I threw off my bed-sheets and stood up, heading downstairs. I didn't bother to put on my bunny hat, since I wasn't adventuring and it was the middle of the night. Once I had reached the main floor, I searched our three bathrooms, then every other room in the house. Where are those damb pills! I thought.

Just as I was about to give up I heard a pained noise coming from the quest room. The only one I forgot to check. I peeked in to see the king clutching his head and teeth and squeezing his eyes shut. I walked across the dimly lit room to him. "Migraine?" I questioned.

"Yea, how'd you know?" He stared up at me, still clutching his head. "Because I have one too." He looked at me more closely to see I was also clutching my head. Something within him seemed to click because he pulled his hand off his head holding it out to me and said, "Give me your hand" My head was still throbbing like crazy, so I thought I heard him wrong. "What?" He exhaled loudly, and appeared agitated. "Give. Me. Your. Hand."

Hesitantly I gave him the hand that wasn't clinging to my brain for dear life, but he wouldn't take it. "No, the one on your head, don't touch it." I was confused. I knew my head would feel as though it would implode if I let go. "I can't.." I wasn't able to finish my sentence before he said, 'Do you want to feel better? I sense medicine won't help this kind of headache. now give me your hand."

I was going to ask him what he meant by,  this kind of headache, but thought better of it and took my hand off my head, giving it to him. Pain I have never experienced before floated around my brain. It felt like a nuclear bomb went off in my head. I was about to slap both my hands onto my head again when Marshall took my hand in his.

His hand was cool and soft. It distracted me slightly, but what really caught my attention were his eyes. They glowed a bright blue, illuminating both our bodies fully. I felt a tingle up and down my spine. It was blissful. The tingle felt like cold, fresh water, flowing down my back. Next thing I knew my whole body felt drowned in the heavenly liquid, at least everything but my head. My head was still in much pain and it seemed Marshall's was too. He cringed as his eyes glowed. He relaxed and Before I knew it I was pulled closer to him.

He gently rested his other hand on the back of my head, burrowing it in my unkempt hair. His gaze seemed to reach my soul as he came closer. my breath seemed to evaporate into the air as he pressed his lips to mine. His lips were soft and gentle as he kissed me. The water sensation filled my mouth and traveled down my throat and into my nose, eventually reaching my head. Along with it a rush of something indescribable. My body hollowed out, the water and pain washing away in seconds. 

Suddenly I could feel him. Truly feel him. His essence, his mind. I felt as though I was connected with him, as if we were one. I felt indestructible and renewed. Then it all just faded away except for the feelings of being indestructible... immortal.

My head felt fresh and healed, the migraine gone. Was that even a migraine though? Not only had it been a thousand times more painful, but it was throughout my entire head as though it had become a block of pain instead of what normally rested on my neck. He had pulled away and I saw his entire body glowing an eerie blue, except for his eyes which were fully blue and blinding. His pupils were gone, hidden by the light his eyes gave off. I watched the blue glow fade away until his eyes returned to normal.

I looked down to see the same glow was fading from me, except its color was white. I noticed he was now standing out of bed. His hand was still gently burrowed in my hair, our bodies pressed against each other.

We stood that way for several more minutes which were seemingly endless.

The only thing I could do was exhale, "Wow"

Marshall's P.O.V

Nothing I had ever experienced before had surged through me just minutes ago. I could feel her whole being, I had connected with her. I could feel her be restored, I felt everything inside her that was broken heal.

"Wow" I heard Fionna breath out. I was cradling her in my embrace and stroking her hair. She didn't seem to notice and she stared into my eyes. Something green averted my gaze. It was hard to unlock my stare from hers, but once I had I glanced around, I saw not something, but many things. Extremely tall grass had sprouted from the tree's floor along with thousands upon thousands of flowers. The guest room had turned into a meadow.

When I had looked away from Fionna she had done the same. "What just happened? How did all this..." She stopped, searching for the right word than pulled away from me reluctantly. "Grow" She finished. "I don't know, but we should see if the whole house was affected." I replied

We had pushed our way through the tall grass and to the door of the room when Cake a Micheal were suddenly appeared in front of us, blocking the doorway. "Why is there grass throughout my house!" Cake yelled. She had taken a human shape, probably so she could keep her head above the grass. "Yea, Marshall, what in the NightOsphere happened here?" Micheal followed up, sounding very annoyed, yet curious.

"That's exactly what we're trying to find out"