Fiolee ~ A Stolen Heart : Chapter 3

"Why are you laughing?" The Human, Fionna, looked at me funny. "Oh, no reason." I scratched my head and smiled at her. "I gotta get out of here." Just as I was about to get up Micheal pushed me back down on the bed. "Oh no you don't mister, with your current condition you can't go anywhere" I was about to protest till I thought about what he said. If I get to far from my heart I could die. Great, well this is bittersweet. 

I was still flat on my back when Fionna said, "Your friends right, the closest hospital here is the candy kingdom, they only treat candy people. They wouldn't have a clue on how to treat you." I looked at her "And if I'm correct you know your fair share on vampires right?" A corner of my mouth turned up on my cheek, revealing a pointed tooth. "Wait how did you... did you hear... were you really.." She stuttered from one thing to the next than started to blush. I became curious. I heard everything while I was unconscious, one of the many ups of being a vampire, but saw, smelt, and felt nothing.

"What are you hiding Fionna?" My question seemed to startle her, for when she noticed I saw her blushing, she blushed harder. "WHAT? UH-UH NOTH-NOTHING!" She began to run out of the room when Cake started to say something, "Well, when I came in with the strawberries, I saw her singing to you and bru.." Fionna flipped around and ran towards Cake, slapping a hand over the cat's mouth as she reached her. "NOT ANOTHER MEW FROM YOU CAKE, OR NO CATNIP FOR A MONTH!"

This caused the cat to stop. I assume she did not want that delicacy ripped from her claws. Seeming to loose some steam Fionna rushed out the door yelling, "Well I will be in my room getting pissed off, Don't do anything stupid cake!" I heard her feet clop against the wooden stairs and her voice echo around the hollowed tree.

Cake must have thought it was safe, because she risked her.. daily, weekly, monthly; catnip? by telling me what Fionna had done. "Well," She whispered, "She sang that song to you, brushed your cheek, and played with your hair." She started giggling, so did Micheal. I sat up nodding, mentioning, "I see." Even though I felt my cheeks burning like hot coals in the NightOsphere as they flushed a deep shade of grey-green while my stomach churned like the sea on a raging stormy day.

When they saw me they just laughed harder. I squinted my eyes and put on a straight, but irritated face. "Dude... normally you'd be pissed if anyone had said something like that." Micheal laughed even harder when he said this. I nodded again. "Yea, normally I wouldn't want a human falling for me, but this isn't normal is it. And what was it... you lose your flirtatious trait, or something like that" I hunched over and grimaced at a sudden tearing in my chest, Not again. Putting a hand on my back to steady me, Micheal said, "Dude your in worse shape than I thought, it is supposed to get better eventually... thank glob "

"Well duh dude, it's love we're talking about here. From what I've read..." Micheal interrupted me, "Wait. From what you've read???" I continued on staring at him blankly. "True love solves everything or something. And yea, chicks dig the library, so before this happened I would hang there when you weren't around. I tried to invite you, but you were.. "busy".. with video games. You just had to beat the boss."

"Well DUH I had to! It was the legend boss! If you beat him you..." He stopped and noticed that the cat was still there. He shrunk up into his tiny bat form and hid in a corner of the room. Since I was, "injured", I couldn't risk transforming. "Thanks for throwing me under the bus man" I threw my hands up, bringing them back down on the bed sheets with a slam in over-exaggeration. "Sorry." He squeaked from the corner's shadows.

"Okay, now boys... I want to know EXACTLY what the GLOB is going ON here, NOW!" The cat practically screeched. I had to cover my ears just so they wouldn't bleed. I threw my head back in an exasperated sigh and groaned. "Uuuuugggghhhh. Micheal, please explain."

I slipped back down to my back, pulling the soft, cozy covers over my head as I heard Micheal drone on and on, retelling what he had told me then explaining how the glob Fionna was involved. Before the cat, Cake, could bother me further, I closed my eyes and dreamed.

Fionna's P.O.V

I heard a screech from downstairs, but ignored it, thinking it was the king again. Hah, the king. Speaking of which, if Cake told him anything, I might have to make her fur my new rug. No, I'd never do that. Besides is it so bad if he knew, wait, what am I thinking? I just met this dude. Besides, he is a vampire, vampires can't love. As I turned on some Muse I took a minute to re-think.

Or can they?