Bad but not little.

[text]: the person who you’re living with is lame

[text]: or people

[text]: okay

[text]: meet me at the old abandoned subway station

[text]: the one on fifteenth

As long as she didn’t leave the sewers, it’d be okay… right? The tunnel was abandoned, anyway. She’d...

#reporterinyellow #and so the crush begins

[text]: uh okay cool

Marshall wasn't quite sure why, but he was nervous about seeing his friend again. Probably because he was afraid of messing things up like he had done with Fionna not too long ago.

He quickly walked (so as not to cause suspicion to passers by) to the old abandoned subway station. Within ten minutes, he was there, waiting for April to arrive.

[text]: okay i suppose. fionna’s not speaking to me at the moment so I’m purty lonely

[text]: why can’t you?

[text]: lame. um i kinda got my butt kicked by a kunoichi and now i’m not allowed to leave where i’m living rn

[text]: so…

[text]: can I see you?

[text]: i can’t have people over. i can’t even go to school.

[text]: the person who you're living with is lame

[text]: or people

[text]: okay i suppose. fionna’s not speaking to me at the moment so I’m purty lonely

[text]: why can’t you?

[text]: lame. um i kinda got my butt kicked by a kunoichi and now i’m not allowed to leave where i’m living rn

[text]: so…

[text]: can I see you?

[text]: back in aaa, some stuff was happening back at my mom’s place

[text] back in New York now though

[text]: how’re things going?

[text]: i wish i could see you ugh.

[text]: okay i suppose. fionna's not speaking to me at the moment so I'm purty lonely

[text]: why can't you?

[text]: April? This is the right number right? It better be

[text]: marshy you asshole

[text]: i miss you so much

[text]: oh it is the right number :-)

[text]: missing you too Red

[text]: where have you been?

[text]: back in aaa, some stuff was happening back at my mom's place

[text] back in New York now though

[text]: April? This is the right number right? It better be

[text]: marshy you asshole

[text]: i miss you so much

[text]: oh it is the right number :-)

[text]: missing you too Red

[text]: April? This is the right number right? It better be

Marshall glanced at the girl, his signature smirk written on his face.

“Hey.” He said softly, looking at her.

poison-us-ivy

“Uh, hi?” Ivy needed to get to the store, considering how Slash had literally eaten everything in her house,...

"Cool." He grinned. "Can I come?"

#poisonusivy

Marshall raised an eyebrow slightly. That was weird. But he’d heard weirder stuff. “Aw.” He hugged her tightly again. “Hmm…” An idea suddenly popped into his head…but it was probably not his best ideas ever.

“Hmm…?”...

"'Cause it's a stupid idea and you don't need to hear it, that's why." He chuckled and messed with her hair again.

Marshall raised an eyebrow slightly. That was weird. But he’d heard weirder stuff. “Aw.” He hugged her tightly again. “Hmm…” An idea suddenly popped into his head…but it was probably not his best ideas ever.

“Hmm…?” April heard his thoughtful hum, which made her pull her head away from him. She raised a brow, pursing her lips. “What’re you hmm-ing about, Paste-Face?”

His eyes drifted down to April. "Doesn't matter, Red." He grinned, floating slightly with her in his arms.

redhotraphaella

“Vampire, huh?”

“Sweet!”

“Woah. How many turtles are there around here?”

“…your mask looks...

show no weakness: badlittlevampireboy started following you

Marshall laughed lightly, a hand resting on his stomach. "When you're the son of a demon and the vampire king, you learn to do weird stuff with your body."

"Oh? It's dumb?" He smirked. He took out a piece of red candy from his back pocket, and sunk his teeth into it, draining the colour from it and making it a white-grey colour. Once he was done with it, he threw it over his shoulder. "You so are a butt."

#redhotraphaella

Uh. You were, like, five a few days ago.

partytimeangie-blog

Ohhhh, you’re talking about that? I don’t remember anything from that.

#[[i forgot to reply to that thread :<]]#partytimeangie

Seriously?

I was gonna float you about New York. But you just kinda wandered off somewhere.

“Huh.” He’d heard of Leonardo, the painter. But a Leanardo? Maybe this was an alternate world, too. He continued to grin down at her.

“The name’s Marshall Lee — the vampire king. Call me…Marshall, I guess.” He shrugged.

“Yep. I’mma vamp.” Marshall smirked, crossing his...

"Eh," Marshall shrugged. "She's pretty much just me. Though she'd hate to admit that."

"You, too." He smirked. "So, what? Are you a mutant or something?"

#leanardo #lea-nardo

poison-us-ivy started following you~

Marshall glanced at the girl, his signature smirk written on his face.

“Hey.” He said softly, looking at her.

poison-us-ivy

“Uh, hi?” Ivy needed to get to the store, considering how Slash had literally eaten everything in her house, she’d have to restock. Walking around the teen(?), she continued down the sidewalk.

Marshall figured this girl would be rather fun to irritate. He floated behind her silently. After a moment, he spoke up.

"Where you headed?"

#i lava u 2 #poisonusivy

“I heard from my dad,” She said, glancing up. “He had to build his own phone and stuff, but he’s okay.” Even if she hadn’t told Marshall about what happened to her dad in the first place, this had made her feel so much better.

“Aw, man,”...

Marshall raised an eyebrow slightly. That was weird. But he'd heard weirder stuff. "Aw." He hugged her tightly again. "Hmm..." An idea suddenly popped into his head...but it was probably not his best ideas ever.