It was quiet today. Everyone was safe in their homes, no attacks have been placed recently. It seemed like it would be a good week. The weather was good for this time of year, usually in the middle of November it’s really cold outside, but it’s been pretty nice. Gumball and I haven’t had to wear our cloaks lately. Sometimes it was a bit cold, but it went away as soon as it came. Although thanks to Ignatius (Flame Prince) if we ever did have a problem with the weather he’d be happy to lend his Flame. The only things that trouble us around here in our small village is the vampire attacks, and Gumball didn’t take that lightly. If you were bit, you were executed. Which was a little brutal in my eyes, but it was what it was. His reasoning was fair, we didn’t want any vampires around the village, we already had to deal with one of them.
That thing has been able to slip through our grasp so easily lately. No one’s lived to tell us what it looks like, and if they were still alive, they didn’t get a chance to see it. I couldn’t even get there in time to see it’s face. It could be living amongst us and we wouldn’t even know it! I hated to think that my neighbors could be the beast, everyone in this village was ready to turn against each other. You had to watch who you trusted these days. You didn’t know who would be helping the beast or was the beast. It had stayed far away from Gumball and mine’s place, as well as my sister’s and her children. This I am not aware of, maybe it was because I was our village’s greatest hero, and would surely kick it’s butt if it tried to hurt my family. Gumball was especially worried, being my fiancé, hoping the vampire wouldn’t come close to our home. He was the mayor, the most respected. It made sense he wanted to marry the village’s bravest and most beautiful woman. As children we were always close, and our parents cooed, thinking we’d make a great couple someday. We always thought it was gross as kids, but now I couldn’t picture my life without him.
I walk to my sister’s house, Cake, to get pelted by mixed species kittens hugging me from all directions. Five to be exact. Wyot being the oldest son. He was a cat like Cake, looked exactly like her in my opinion, although he did have tint of his father’s eyes. He was the bravest, protecting his little siblings from small everyday things like thunderstorms and rats. Then there was Ariella, her only daughter. She was brave too, although vastly afraid of thunder. She was also a cat like her mother, but black and white, pattern rather similar to Cake’s. Black being more dominant than white, like Cake’s Orange vs. White. Lucas was the middle Monochromicorn Kittens, being a Monochromicorn like his father. He looked a lot like him, although his horn hadn’t come in like his little brother Asher, his name referring to his ash colored fur. Then there was the runt, Damian, now he was a mix of the two of his parents. He was basically a long cat, but that didn’t mean he wasn’t the size of a hotdog, maybe a little bigger. I actually liked how small he was, it was kind of cute.
“Wyot, Ariella, Lucas, Asher and Damian, get off your Aunt before you hug her to death!” said Cake laughing. The kittens sigh, removing themselves from me one by one, and I could stand up straight again. “I’m sorry, Fi. I’ll make sure I’m the one who gets to the door first, okay?” I laugh, shaking my head.
“Oh don’t worry about it, it’s not every day I get to see my favorite nephews and niece,” I said smiling. The kittens go against my legs, purring and hugging them occasionally. Cake and I laugh, before we go into the other room to discuss more serious issues. Cake lived too far away, if she were to be attacked it’d take at least ten minutes for me to find out, by then it’d be too late to save her from whoever’s been attacking the town. I wouldn’t stand for it. They’re family.
“Fionna, quit your worrying, we’ll be fine I promise,” said Cake. “The vampire hasn’t come this way yet. If it does I can fight it, you know. My powers will come to some use other than for raising the kittens. Believe me, Fionna, I’ll be fine!”
“I’m not saying you can’t defend yourself, Cake, I know you can. But if anyone in this house gets bit Gumball will order some guards to kill them!” I said. “If Wyot, or Ariella, or Lucas, Asher or even little Damian got bit I don’t know what I’d do! That includes you too, Cake! Times are getting harder, except for the past week, the attacks are increasing and laid throughout the town I bet strategically. Please, Cake. If not for me for the kittens.”
“Fionna, I’ve told you again and again, we’ll be fine,” said Cake. “The vampire hasn’t even come in our area. If it had I’d listen to you, really, but it hasn’t, so we’re okay.” I hated how Cake was being so persistent on staying in her house. I don’t care if we grew up in that house, it was either the house or her life, and at the moment it looked like she was picking her house over her life, which was unbelievable. Her family, our family. She was putting them at risk, with a simple solution at hand.
“Cake, please,” I begged.
“Fionna, I said no,” said Cake smiling. “If I worry I’ll come straight to you. Okay?” I sigh, there was no getting around it, she had her mind set on it. She was staying. I nod, giving up on talking her into it. “How has hunting been? I’ve seen a lot of deer lately, that must be a good sign.”
“Hunting’s been pretty good,” I said. “Winter’s coming around soon, so the younger ones will be fully grown. It’ll be good for Gumball and me, that’s for sure. I’ll make sure I give you guys some meat real soon. Sorry I haven’t gotten around to it.” Cake and Lord Monochromicorn had been pretty busy lately and I have been bringing them a cut of Gumball’s and mine meat since neither of us eat a lot and Cake has five kittens a long with Mochro. They need it more than we do.
“Fionna, don’t worry about it, we’ve got plenty,” said Cake. “You give us more than we eat.” I smile, she was just trying to make me feel better about it, like she always did. She sounded just like our mother some times. Always giving advice whenever I needed it. I loved her for that.
“Well, Cake, I hate to cut my visit short, but I’ve got some errands to run, you know me, always on the move,” I said. Cake nodded, understanding. Although, I hated just getting up and leaving like this. I hated it when we fought. Although with the kittens around Cake and I had to be careful, we had to watch out tongues. The kittens looked up to us, which was hard sometimes. I wasn’t exactly the best person to fallow. I was always out of town, in the forests, which were extremely off limits. Gumball being leader of the town I was able to get away with so much, sell my game for so much more than normal. Cake leads me out of the room, and I’m surrounded by all five kittens.
“She’s busy you guys, tell Aunt Fionna goodbye,” said Cake trying to help me get out of the house. I was shrouded in goodbyes, kittens clinging on to my cloak, asking to come with me. I had to have Cake’s help to get all five kittens off me.
“Later you guys,” I said finally getting out the door. I walk to the boarder of the town and the forest, saying hello to the gate keeper. He lets me out, so I could go hunting. I take my red sword out from under my cloak, leagands swam around saying it had gotten it’s color from demon’s blood, which made it cool on its own. It had a small cross on it, Gumball had it there for protection. He cared so much, and wouldn’t know what to do if I died. It made me shrivel just thinking of what would happen to the town if I was gone. I had to hide the sword from the kittens, Cake didn’t want to promote too much violence at such an early age. Although the timing wasn’t exactly the best, things were rough around here with the attacks and everything. It isn’t Cake’s fault of course. One thing is for sure, when I do see that thing it is not getting off easy.
I stay in the forest for a while, with nothing to show for it but a small rabbit, which my sword nearly destroyed, although it still had some meat on it. It was getting late and I knew Gumball would worry if I wasn’t back by sunset, with vampires and all. I have the rabbit over my shoulder, walking back into town. People were excited to see I had gotten something, offering me money as I walked, just plain out on the street. Some of the main and inexpensive butchers had been bitten, and the only ones left made you pay a fortune for meat. So this small rabbit would make a lot of people happy right now. It made me feel awful just going through town with it.
When I got home the smell of pork ran through my nose, Gumball was definitely home cooking. It was a bit of switched rolls around here, I did the hunting and he did the cooking, the cleaning, whenever I offer to help him he refuses to let me and to go off to get some water or something. I wasn’t a big fan of that, but there wasn’t getting around it. Gumball hears the door open and close, knowing I was home. He hugs me, being careful of the bloody rabbit on my shoulder. He takes it from me, putting it with the other animals we need to donate and or have the butcher deal with.
“So, how’d it go with Cake?” asked Gumball going back to cooking. I sigh, this was coming back, just when I had almost forgotten too.
“She’s stubborn as always,” I said, going into the kitchen with him.
“I wonder where the two of you got that from,” he said smiling.
“Hey! I’m not that bad!” I laughed. He shrugs, getting some spices out of the cupboard, finishing up the pork.
“If you say so,” he said smiling. “I fixed your other cloak today, I honestly don’t know how you could rip up your favorite bunny cloak so badly just hunting.” I forgot to say, he sews too. That guy can do anything.
“Yay, thanks, PG,” I said smiling. “I’m sorry I put you through the trouble, you already have so much to do. I just put more on your plate.” Gumball puts an arm around me, kissing my forehead.
“You’re going to be my wife, so it’s my job to make you happy,” he said smiling. “Sit down, I’m almost done with dinner. I bet you’re starving.” I nod, sitting down at the table, it was like everything had gone back to normal for today. No attacks, no deaths, everything was nice. As he said Gumball soon put a plate of pork and corn in front of me, sitting to my right.
“It looks great, PG,” I said starting to cut into it. “Thanks for making dinner... every night...” He laughs, starting to cut into his own.
“It’s no problem,” he said. Just as everything was settling down some one’s cream ran through my ears. I stand up, wiping the mess off my face.
“I’ll be back,” I said.
“I’m sending some knights, be careful,” he said, getting a cloak on himself.
“Same to you, Gumball,” I said running out the door. People kept telling me where the scream was coming from, it didn’t dim nor stop, it just rang through my ears, killing me inside. I could almost place the scream to its owner, it was on the tip of my tongue. It wasn’t one of the guys, unless they secretly screamed like a little girl, I knew this from somewhere. It was driving me crazy, the uncertainty. I was just happy it wasn’t anywhere near Cake’s house. Knowing her she probably had the kittens, Lord Monochromicorn and herself in one room together, close together with Mochro wrapped around them. When I finally get to the house I recognize who it is automatically. Honey Bun. I burst in, seeing the vampire’s face for the first time. His teeth were still in her, he gets up, awkwardly and I draw my sword.
“Fight me you coward!” I shouted. He smirks, before vanishing out the window.