la muerte de la princesa

>today was a normal day you guess.

>you were just saving another princess from another moment of peril.

>this time, it was la muerte de la princesa.

>aka death princess

>"oh my, anon you are so brave."

>man her accent is so.... alluring.

i do what i can when i can princess.

>"so, i was wondering... would you like to come over... for some coffee or something?"

well, that would be nice, but i promised marceline i would-

>"marceline?! youd rather hang out with that e-stupid head than with me?"

hay now. thats not nice. she's rough around the edges, but when you get to know her she is cool.

>"anon honey... listen to me."

im listening.

>"you need a girl that can satisfy you."

>.... what?

oh... me and marce arent going ou-

>"DIDNT YOU SAY YOU WERE GOING TO LISTEN TO ME?!"

>you shut right the fuck up.

>"good.... now like i was saying, she cant take care of you like i can mi amor."

>you put your finger up and open your mouth just to have her put her finger on your lips.

>"shhhhh... everything will be perfect now anon."

>she takes her finger and draws a circle on your chest.

>"with you and me together, we will... dios mio i am getting so flustered just thinking about it."

>were spanish people always this forward with starting a relationship?

>"now... i shall take you to my love chamber.~"

but-

>"te llevaré a mi cuarto amor!!!"

>you make her any more angrier than she is right now, shell start speaking in that rapid fire spanish... and that would be bad.

>rapid fire spanish is like hellfire and dead puppies when it reaches your ears.

>it makes you guilty for whatever you did or didnt do.

>you are forced to go with her, or else.

>"hay! let anon go!"

>it was marceline!

>"salir de aquí sacapuntas!"

>did.... did she just call marceline a pencil sharpener?

>"you yeah? well your a sͤ͗͗ͤt̗͑̈̀ͦͪu̓͂̓p͚͎̪̝̬̞̔̍̃́ḭ̰͎ͣ́͊̋̋̔d͍͚̯ͨͤͫ̄̿͑̚ ͚hͤ́e̓̐̌̌ạ͍̺̈̉̃ͪd"

>was that fucking hellion?

>"*gasp* you did NOT just call me an e-stupid head e-stupid head."

>marceline flies down and gives la muerte de la princesa a good slap.

>"oh, es el ahora chica!"

>oh man... undead cat fight.

>you cant help but sit down and watch.

>there is just something about undead girls fighting that is just.... hot. you never know why though.

>"you did NOT just rip off my FAVORITE SHIRT!"

>oh yeah... thats why.

>the fight escolates untill marceline fushes her on the ground and wraps herself up in a cloth that was on the princesses castle.

>"hey! esa fue mi paño castillo favorito!"

>"now we're even!"

>"no we are NOT!"

>oh god its still going.

>you dont know if you should stop them or bring a tub of pudding for them to wrestle in.

>their bodies covered in delicious chcolate pudding.

>their bodies with the curves and the jiggling.

>"OW!"

>okay, yeah, you gotta break this up.

alright you two, settle down.

>you push the two apart, and they try to claw at each other.

>"let me go anon! she called me a pencil sharpener!"

>okay, so you WERE right.

>"she started it!"

>actually, you started it. infact, you started by calling her a pencil sharpener.

i dont want to hear any of it. listen, both of you.

>they both stop trying to claw at each other so they can listen.

la muerte de la princesa. i was going to say i wasnt in a relationship with marceline, but you didnt let me get any words in. yelling at someone you want to have a relationship with is not the right way to go.

>she lowers her head in shame.

and marceline...

>she looks away.

your alright with me. get me out of here.

>"you betcha!"

>"hey!"

>marceline grabs you by the hand and gives la muerte de la princesa a nice middle finger.

>"oh cuando llegue a mis manos sobre ti, te vas a sentir la ira de mil pollo! sus ojos sangrar dona de jalea! Yo te maldigo con las pulgas de un hombre de vuelta corazonada! anónimo, voy a tomar su pene y hacer cosas con eso! materia sexual!"

>oh man the rapid fire spanish.... it hurts your soul.

>so you and marceline are flying back to your hou- wait... why did she make that turn?

>why are we going into her cave?

>why are we going into her house?

uh... mar-

>"shhhhhhhhhh.... the big stupid head is gone, and we are all alone."

>um...

>"so about that relationship..."

>oh..... OH!

 

 

good end.