#cupidyns

everyone's got their OWN TAKE on history.

marceline learns over the course of like, a thousand years, how little it matters. that history was something that was forever churned and revised, warped and made ugly in the name of someone's ego. when it comes to breakups, the bias is ever more the clearer. isn't that what she tells herself? she's the one who's the FUCKING MONSTER between them, no cage, no muzzle. she supposes that sometimes, in her more bitter turns of her emotions, that bonnie only spares her the fate that others have born with less dangerous ties because she happens to know what bonnie's bubblegum lips taste like. yeah.

great lot of fucking good that did HER.

for her, so what if she ha fun then. who cared if she wanted to try to enjoy a night by poking at a fire, a boy's grade school crush on the ever strict teacher. it's funny! and maybe she's suggested not very nice pranks. who cared! for her at least, her humour, her morals, it all tunes into SHADES OF GRAY the longer she lives, the more she wonder s if she was ever really alive in the first place. a demon halfling, a vampire queen! and yet...

when bonnie comes knocking at her door, it's unexpected. what was that all about, anyways, marcy leaning, bending, into the doorframe, her fanged grin always, ever, MOCKING. "whoaaaaa, what's with all the scratches, bon bon? looks almost like you were caught in like... a wolf fight, or something." the snickering gives her away, but it's not as if she was even trying to hide it in the first place. tongue left clicking, scraping, up against a fang, not inviting her in just yet, but also, leaving them both on unfamiliar grounds.

back then... she didn't even have this place, did she? time really does fly... "what's with that look on your face? hey! SOMEONE needed to get you out of your lab, considerrrr itttttt... like..... a favour." her tongue left drawling over the sounds of it all, a laugh caught at the back of her throat. "the look on your face was totally worth it!"

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