breakfast~

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I expected like NO ONE  to read this (thank you to whoever did, I hope you liked it) but I made another part. This is purely fluff. Btw. See you when my school isnt piling homework and making me deppressed. -yaya
8:30 in the morning
No one POV:
It was a beautiful morning one spring morning. The air was crisp and the sun was warm. Marceline and Princess Bubblegum were getting ready in their own homes to go out on a breakfast date.
Marceline's POV:
I couldn't sleep, I was too exited to.  I already took a shower and brushed my teeth, and all that stuff.  I'm standing here in my undies, with a closet that looks like it threw up cloths. I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT I SHOULD WEAR! But it's okkk. Y'know what, I think I'm just gonna set up some outfits, close my eyes, and randomly pick.
Marceline proceeds to close her eyes with her left hand and spin the other around. "Ennie, meannie, minnie, mo. Catch a demon my the toe, if he screams let him go. Ennie meanie, minnie. MO! She uncovers her eyes and pointed to a pair of dress pants, with a formal white long sleeve. As well as a pair of black doc martens and leather jacket. She threw all her cloths on, as well as a few accessories and she dash through the door.  Jeez I really hope I look ok, not to formal. pPftt! What am I talking about pb is as formal as a person can get, I'm fine.
Bubblegum's POV:
I woke up at exactly 6:03 a.m. in the morning, though I'm not exactly sure I slept to be exact. I had peppermint butter run me a bath, I brushed my teeth and did all those trivial things.  My breakfast date with Marcaline is at 9:00.  During my entire crisis on this date last night I already planned my outfit. It took very long to decide but I settled for a white summer dress, a pink shawl, and some pink flats. 
Princess Bubblegum speed walked out her room and down the stairs of the castle. Peppermint butter was waiting at the bottom of the staircase.
Pepbut: my lady we've prepared the carriage your requested.
He bows and presents the carriage, it was round, black, and quite elegant. With rose colored candy steeds.
Princess Bubs: Thank you very much peppermint buttler, bring it to the entrance of the castle please.
Pep butt: With pleasure princess.
Princess Bubblegum's POV:
I'll wait for Marcaline at the front of the castle with in my carriage. I hope she doesn't think I over did it. She should be here soon, I can't wait~
No Ones POV:
It was nearing 9:00, Princess Bubblegum was patiently waiting for Marcaline at the front of the castle. Marceline was less than a few minutes away. They locked eyes as they saw each other from a distance. They ran towards one another and locked in a deep, joyful embrace. Marceline picked Bubblegum up by the waist and spun her around.
Pb: Aww, jeez Marcy. It feels like it's been forever.
Marcaline continued to lay kisses all over Bubblegum's face.
Marcy: It really does, bubbs! I can't keep my hands off you, and I wouldn't want to anyway.
Pb: Marcaline, you flirty fool~ come on, hop in.
Marcy: Were riding in a carriage?
Pb: uh, yeah. I hope you don't mind.
Marcy: OH! No, no, I just meant. I can't beleive you went through all that trouble. AND IT'S MY FAVORITE COLOR, other than pink, she mumbled.
Pb: Ok then, let's go!
The carriage strolled through the woods, and Marcaline and Bubblegum sat side my side. Holding each other gently. They arrived at their destination, breakfast. The restaurant was and old fashioned 50's style diner. Marcaline ordered two slices of cherry pie, with a strawberry shake. Princess Bubblegum ordered two waffles with a side of salad.
Marcy: You look really nice bubbs.
Pb: Thanks Marcy, you look very dashing as well~
She both smiled and blushed. You could see the clear pigment of red on Marcaline's cheeks. Bubblegum just turned a more hot pink concentrated in her cheeks that stretch up to her ears.
What a lovely morning.
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Sorry for such a short chapter. There will be a part 2 to this chapter at some point. I'm very burnt out and sleep deprived. But I wanted to write it anyways, so see you laterz.

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