Bubble Gum X Marceline Novels & Stories

The booth guy yelled, and the kids cheered on. I smiled at my shadow on the beach like sand. If my pride were human, it'd be getting bandaged all over… Marcel walked over to the store, talking to the men for minutes, before he came back with two fountain cakes, his eyes never leaving mine as he took a bite from one of them teasingly. “Oh, if this is what you describe as fun, then this is really fun, River…” he said. “Free fountain cakes for the cute little bunnies who cheered these couples up…” one of the men cried out excitedly as kids rushed to the front store, and I gave Marcel a knowing look.

She must have removed the weaves earlier. “And I’m Felicia… I know she won’t introduce me. Bussy’s jealous of my bubble gum chewing prowess. Felicia was wearing a pair of feminine sportswear, while her hair was also let down. Before I could respond, Felicia chewed the bubble gum rapidly in her mouth and blew a lemon sized bubble out of her mouth. We all ‘cheered’ her as it popped three seconds later. “Wow, I’m glad to meet you guys”, I told Felicia.

Jennie said with a sheepish grin, “you said you’d bring your boyfriend home this time. Where is he?” Her heart clenched like a fist in her chest. “Can we not talk about that right now?” she whispered. Jennie blinked, surprised, then softened. “Okay. I’ll get you something. Go freshen up.” She padded toward the kitchen, still oblivious to the wreckage Marceline was dragging behind her like chains. Suitcase in hand, Marceline climbed the stairs—each step echoing like a funeral bell. Her body was moving, but her soul felt far behind. --- The Bathroom

“Let’s head to the Selene Hall.” As both ladies turned into a corner going towards Selene Hall, April Rose, having such sharp instincts, noticed something rapidly approaching from behind. In a quick motion, she managed to catch a ball that was just about to hit Marceline before a slim-built guy with all sorts of tattoos and piercings showed up. "Oh, my Dracula!” Marceline glowered before eventually giving out an intense death glare towards the guy who was quickly approaching them. “Are you really trying to hit me with a ball?”

CHAPTER 117 Their games is guessing of thing using the bowl of water and one will choose a cotton candy to see the thing inside the candy once its melted on the water. Because they plan the game, so Mariz play the game first. There are two colors of cotton candy, it’s blue and pink. Mariz take the pink one and put it in bowl of water until it’s dissolved and she receive a piece of lollipop. Christian laughing out loud when he saw what Mariz received.

The sun receded behind the cloud while the gentle breeze whipped some strands of hair over my face. I darted my eyes back to where Marcel was and he took me aback because the plan was to make seashell jewelry according to what was written in the wrapped note but he was coming with a turtle instead of more seashells. My jaw dropped and I walked to meet his pace. “A turtle?” “Isn't it cute” Marcel seemed pretty fascinated by the sight and my mind was still conflicted with how someone who acted cute like this could cause such an accident. It seemed more like he had two personalities or maybe I was just overthinking things.

"But what if I want something ridiculous? Like, say, a life-sized statue of a flamingo?" Zandrei's grin widened into a genuine, unguarded smile that transformed his entire face. "Then I'll buy you a life-sized statue of a flamingo," he replied without missing a beat. "And I'll even help you find the perfect spot for it in the garden. Though, I draw the line at pink flamingos. Only silver or gold for my woman." Marceline's laughter grew and the sound was music to his ears. She felt a sense of lightness she hadn't experienced in a while. It was almost like the feeling of being truly seen and cherished.

The brief turn she had made was enough to take in his handsome face and get it stapled in her head and on the Gumbo dip. "So.. what are you doing?" Abigail jumped in fright at how close his voice was, "What the heck Marcel, don't creep on me like that. I almost had an heart attack!" She yelled laughing, hitting his chest at the same time. "Scaredy cat." Marcel huffed, also laughing. "No. I'm not. I just did not expect you would do that, and that’s why I behaved that way." "Sounds like a scaredy cat to me." Marcel shrugged opening the fridge, he took out an apple.. washed it underneath the kitchen tap then took a huge bite from the apple, sinking his teeth into it.

I bit my lip to contain the smile that was breaking free. “Okay, enough, enough.” Marcel waved his hands between us and pretended to throw up, “Save the flirting for the bedroom, we’re on the clock here.” Marcel cocked an eyebrow at us, but all we did was laugh at his expense and continue walking in the direction of the pack house. “To answer your question, Marcel. I’m not a ghost.” Jasper smirked. “Ha. Ha.” Marcel smiled sardonically, “You’re so funny.” Neither of them would admit it, but Jasper and Marcel had a bromance going on.

Fred, who has been silently tying ribbons to already inflated balloons, lets out a soft chuckle from the corner. “You two are worse than kids,” he says, shaking his head. Stephanie scoffs. “She started it.” “I did not!” “You literally did!” I pull the balloon away and tie it quickly, shooting Stephanie a victorious look. “Done. In under ten seconds.” She rolls her eyes. “Show-off,” she says and puts a balloon in her mouth. “Now, hurry up while blowing yours,” I tell her. “I swear to God, Marcella…” Stephanie pulls the balloon away from her lips, gasping dramatically. “...if you rush me one more time, I’ll let all the air out of the ones you’ve already done.”