Everything Stays

It never occurred to her once that the way she came off about non-scientific subjects could hurt Marcelines feelings. Bonnie honestly never really thought she could hurt Marceline like that. Their past was complicated and things hadn’t ended well last time they had a talk like this but they were kids then. At least Bonnie felt like a kid in comparison. Now, she knew how she felt but she just thought Marcy was playing games with her, which she tried her best to stay unbothered about but it did in fact bother her a bit. But she guessed she must have been just as confusing and that wasn’t fair. Bonnie really had been going about this the wrong way. “I’m not… telling you to go fuck yourself?” An attempt to lighten the mood even though she wasn’t sure it would work. “I….I didn’t wanna mess up again. I have really hurt you in the past and I didn’t wanna do that when we started talking again. But I did and I am so sorry Marcy. But that doesn’t change the fact that I care about you more than anyone else on this island. I’m a tough girl, I can handle the world on my own. But I would rather have you by my side. And not just as my best friend.”

Bonnie was speechless, but she didn’t think she was mad. She didn’t have a real reason to be mad. They danced around things too much for Bonnie to be mad. But now…this wasn’t a dance, it was a declaration. “Are you…I’m not mad. I just wanna understand….Marcie, you’re just really confusing? Are you trying to tell me something or are you messing with me?”

Marcy blinked, honestly more prepared for her to be mad than anything else. She didn’t know why. Maybe because she’d never had things like this go well in the past. “I... I’m not... I just,” she didn’t even really know how to respond. What does she say? “I guess sometimes I want to be confusing, because you’re confusing. Or, at least you make me confused. You just... you always act like everything is about science and work and all that biz, and you act like love and relationships and junk is stupid and weird and a waste of time, and it makes me feel like I’m stupid for thinking of...” Marceline shook her head. She wasn’t good at any of this kind of talk. Feelings were something she kept locked deep down. “So if you want me to just be messing with you because you’re not into all of that or it’s easier if that’s all I’m doing, then fine, you can think I’m just messing with you, and if you want me to stop I’ll stop.” She looked down for a second, feeling so fucking stupid. Her face felt hot and she hated that she ever did this. She didn’t even want to go home because Bonnie would show up there soon enough. “But if you want the truth, I... I think I’ve made my feelings pretty clear.”

“I know I was good, but I definitely wasn’t the best. There were some really talented people out there.”

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Bonnie sighed, but was grateful that Marceline was willing to work with her. She didn’t want to see her get hurt and while she wasn’t the best as showing it sometimes she really, really, worried about her health a lot. She held out her hand, a small blush on her face. “Let’s go….Take my hand to steady yourself.” She was grateful they weren’t far, because then she wouldn’t have to be teased for holding hands for a while. There was no way Marceline wasn’t going to say something.

Marcy laughed lightly. “My hands are always cold, Bon, don’t worry about it,” she said, knowing that Bonnie was probably right. Marceline had been out in the sun for far too long and she knew she was dehydrated and her body was cold and clammy even in the heat. “But I mean, you are the scientist. If you think headed home is what’s best, then I’ll listen to you.”

How has your muse changed as a person over their life? Have they changed for the better or for worse?

Bonnie shook her head, shoving Marcy as she did so. “Dork. No you didn’t hurt me. Just startled me.” Being this close to Marcy had her blushing and she didn’t really know why. She was her roommate, it came natural to be close to her in one way or another. And yet….sometimes it felt different. A good different. “I’m a big girl, it’ll take a lot more than a twig like you knocking me over to hurt me.”

Marcy laughed as she shoved her. “Well, good. I didn’t want to hurt you, but I’m alright with startling,” she joked, smiling. She spent so much time with Bonnie, and she had noticed her blushing before, and every time it just made her insides feel warm, especially whenever she made her blush. She was glad they lived together; she liked spending time with her. She liked being close to her. Marceline scoffed, “A twig?  Have you seen these sick gains?” she joked, holding her arm up to show off her muscles which weren’t at all that impressive. “Would a twig be stacked like this?” Marcy smiled a bit as she looked over at her. “But I know, Bon. You’re probably the toughest cookie I know.” She looked down, brushing some dirt off of herself. “But, yeah, I’m glad you’re alright. Would’ve felt real bad if I did hurt you. Or messed up your overalls, because that’s one of my favorite pairs that you’ve got,” her voice got a little softer, “Looks cute on you.” 

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“Okay, but hear me out, here! What if, like…instead of a snowman we make this dude something rad like a dragon, or a knight? I mean how hard can it be? I’m sure they’ve got how-tos on the internet, right? I’m sure we can make’em look sick as frick,!” They declared, excited, beginning to search on their phone for just that before looking back at their friend with an almost pleading look in their eyes. “C’mon, Marci, you know you wanna….let’s break the mold a lil.” // @thcvampircqueen​

She rolled her eyes a bit. “Fine, we can do that. But only if the dragon is killing the knight. I’m sure we could use some red food dye or something to make it look like blood,” she laughed a bit. “Okay, I’m into this now. I’m down to make a snow scene. But if you throw a snowball at me while we’re working, i have no issues turning against you and starting a war.” Marceline said, a jokingly serious look across her face as she pointed at them. 

@thcvampircqueen​

This was going totally well. Bonnie had invited Marceline over to watch this fascinating nature doc she saw bits of the other day and things were going well. She had the fireplace on and a blanket over herself. But out of the corner of her eye she noticed Marceline was a shivering. She knew Marcy would never admit that she was cold, but Bonnie knew better. Now all she had to do was just….share her blanket. It was huge, multiple people could fit….no big deal. So without a word she shoved half of it at the other woman, trying to hide her blush by focusing intently on the documentary. Eventually she couldn’t take the silence so she coughed a bit. “I told you this was a good one…..”

send  🥶️ for  our  muses  to  warm  up  by  cuddling  close  to  a  fire .

If literally anyone else had asked her to watch some random nature documentary, Marcy would’ve laughed in their face. But she agreed immediately to hang out with Bonnie. She usually did. There was always a bit of fear that she’d outgrown her or wanted more serious friends or got tired of all of her ‘shenanigans’. So whenever Bonnie wanted her company, Marceline would do just about anything. And just like with the doc, if anyone else had shoved the blanket onto her, she would’ve rejected it. But not with Bonnie. She looked down at the blanket then over to the other girl, looking quickly back to the TV as she felt her cheeks heat. Marcy sat in the silence for a moment, just listening to the narration of the video. She didn’t respond at first to Bon’s comment. Marcy pulled the blanket up, tucking herself into it as she scootched even closer to her friend, all the time feeling like her heart was pounding hard enough for Bonnibel to hear it. She relaxed into the couch, glancing at Bonnie for just a moment before looking back to the TV. “Yeah, it’s pretty good.”